“I thirst for souls.”
“My daughter, never mind, let Me speak to you.
Offer yourself as a victim in such a way as to
make reparation for all the pains I receive from
many souls. I hope to find consolation from
you. Open your whole souls to Me. I shall be the Divine torment of
your whole being. I make you a victim of My Love. Being a victim
you shall suffer. I will join all fidelity of other souls to yours.
In the Sacrament of My Love I remain so lonely and abused by My
own. What a pain to Me! Many souls think that love consists in
saying ‘Lord I love you’. Not this way. Love is good and it begets
because I love. Keep My love in pain, in rest, in prayer, in comfort,
as in distress. If souls would really understand My love they would
be able to follow My path of truth and justice.
In your sufferings I shall come and ask you for the love that many
of My own refuse Me so that you may understand My sorrows. Give
Me rest in your heart. I want you to be one of those helping Me to
snatch souls from the evil one. Suffer in silence.
Love very much without introspection. I love you. Do not be afraid.
I will not abandon you to death. I want you to leave Me a current
between your heart and Mine.
I need souls to know that weakness will never surpass My strength.
As I am exposed, I will pour My infinite mercy into human souls. I
want them to repent. I address myself to souls. The souls that I love
so much pay no heed to My call of Love. Instead they pay heed to
the evil one. Consider how I suffer from loneliness, rejected by My
own loved ones. Come closer to Me.
In My Divine Sacrament defend Me from the abuses and insults. My
soul is devoured while praying for the souls that have whipped Me.
They only think of abolishing My Presence. What a pain!
Share My agony. When I raise My eyes with tears to them, let Me
find yours looking at Me in My prison. I thirst for souls. Pray for
them and cloister them in your heart. Receive My share of pains.”
“I give My blessing.”
