✞ Jesus hides to see what the soul does.
I saw Mother all dressed in white; the edges of her dress were golden, [with] a blue sash at the waist, a white mantle on her shoulders that went all the way down to her bare feet. On her head was a white veil and the crown of twelve stars; her hands were joined in prayer. Her face was very sweet, but sad, her eyes clouded with tears.
Praised be Jesus Christ
My dear children, I love you, I love you immensely - if only you knew how much.
God's love for each one of you is great: if only you understood that for him each one of you children is as unique and irreplaceable as children for their own mother - if only you understood this! My children, the Lord is knocking like a beggar at the door of your heart.
For what are you waiting, my children, for what ....?
My children, many are called but few are chosen: alas, too few are my children whose 'yes' is real, strong and pronounced from the heart. My children, you ask for a sign, a sign to believe, a sign in order to understand, a sign for everything in your life, but when the signs arrive, for many it will be very late.
My children, learn to pray, to pray with the heart, with love. Children, educate children in prayer, teach them to love the Lord. My children, when entering church kneel before the Blessed Sacrament, lay all your burdens at His feet, all your anxiety, worry, doubt, and He will not delay in giving you peace and serenity.
My children, do not put your ego in God's place.
My children, without the love, mercy and gentleness of God the Father, you are nothing, you can do nothing without Him.
I love you my children and I once more ask you for prayer, prayer for my beloved Church, for my sons of predilection* who are the most tempted by the evil one; my children, it is not for you to judge, judgment is for God the Father alone - you [should] pray.
Now I give you my holy blessing. Thanks for having hastened to me.