“My ministers... step over Me and allow everything.”
“My daughter, listen to Me. Spend this dark hour
with Me. Pray a great deal. Bring Me souls.
The spirits are plunging deeper into darkness.
My ministers are tranquil. They step over Me
and allow everything. Cloister souls in your heart. Even those to
whom I entrusted souls cause Me more pain. I am shedding tears of
blood over mankind. My Eternal Father’s anger is overflowing.
I assure you, in the Sacrament of My Love I am profaned and so much
blasphemed. My Eternal Father is sending many epidemics so that
mankind may pray and be converted before it is too late. I order you
to pray. This is a serious moment. In the Sacrament of My Love you
are a victim. Pray a great deal and keep Me company in atonement
for all the offences, abuses, and insults against My Presence in the
tabernacle. It is My great love for mankind that keeps Me there as a
prisoner. Many words pierce Me from My own... Because of all this
My Eternal Father’s anger is cast down on this world. Pray a great
deal to appease the wrath of My Eternal Father. The Chalice is filled.
Pray and atone.
I need the desire of reparation. I come to seek shelter. I want souls
to dress the wounds caused by the souls I love so much. For the
sake of souls put yourself in the high spirit of contemplation. Pray a
great deal. I will pour the treasures of My infinite mercy into human
souls.”
“I bless you.”
