I saw Mother: she was very sad, she was dressed all in white and between her hands clasped in prayer she had a long Rosary. Her feet were bare and rested on the world. Behind her right shoulder was the Archangel Michael with the armour of a warrior, splendid and majestic, and between his hands he was clutching a banner with the point of a spear.
May Jesus Christ be praised
"Dear children, I love you and seeing you here fills my heart with joy, but alas my children, dark and hard times await you, dark days of sorrow and tears await this nearly ruined world. My children, pray, pray for my beloved Church, pray for my priestly sons: they are the most tempted by evil and are those who most wound my heart. Children, the noise of war will still be heard in this land [or: on this earth] that will yet shake greatly. My children, I love you and I am among you by the immense mercy that the Father has [for you]. Children, if I tell you all these things, it is not to frighten or judge you, but to admonish you and to warn you about what will be, so that each one of you might pray and offer sacrifices and renunciation with greater strength and faith. My children, why do not you want to understand? Why do not you open your hearts, letting my and your Jesus enter? He loves you, loves you incomparably, he gave his life for each one of you, for your salvation; and you, children, what are you doing for you Him? I love you, children, open your hearts and let the mercy of the Father enter that will free and heal you. My children, I still ask you for prayer. Pray my children, pray. Now I give you my holy blessing. Thank you for having hastened to me."