✞ Jesus hides to see what the soul does.
This evening Mother appeared as Our Lady of Fatima.
Her dress was white, and even the great mantle that enveloped her was white, the great mantle covering even her head. On her chest there could be seen a heart of flesh surrounded by thorns. Mother was resting her bare feet on the world. Her arms were open in sign of welcome and in her right hand she had a long white rosary.
On her right was Jesus crucified; Mother was very sad, tears were streaming down her face and fell down, touching the earth. Jesus had the signs of the passion: he was sad and from His side and forehead blood was dripping, bathing the ground.
May Jesus Christ be praised
"My dear children, here I am again among you to ask you for prayer.
Behold children, are here! I'm here to accommodate your every request and all your pain.
My dearly children beloved, my heart is torn by grief and my tears bathe the earth.
Children, again blood and pain will tear my poor heart, the rumbling of wars that were distant are now at the gates. Everything that I had been announcing for a long time will come to pass, now the time has come.
Children, pray and do not fall into the temptation of thinking that God has forgotten you; each one of you is precious in his eyes. Children, each of you has been paid for dearly, my son Jesus died for each one of you and loves you immensely, but unfortunately man more and more wants to take His place.
Dearly beloved children (Mother was crying as she was speaking), you will experience momentous times, you will live in lament and pain; pray, children, make your life a continuous prayer. My children, the weapon for facing these moments of darkness and pain and for ensuring that all of this is mitigated is prayer and staying before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament: it is there that you will draw the greatest strength!"
At this point, Mother showed me scenes of war and hundreds of people being killed. Then I saw many warships being positioned in the Mediterranean. Explosions of bombs and missiles that flew by quickly and struck whole towns. Palaces and Mosques were destroyed by bombs. Then I saw Pope Francis in prayer, kneeling: he was sweating and held his face in his hands. Mother continued:
"Pray for him, pray.
Children, learn to be silent, be men and women of silence. Pray more and talk less. At this moment it will help if your lips move to pray, praise and bless. Thus you will be able to teach others what I have been asking from you for some time. My Son is sending me among you to save you and to convert those who are far from Him. "
Finally Mother blessed everyone.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
I saw Mother, she was wearing a pearl-gray garment, on her head a long white veil that went all the way down to her feet: her arms were open in a sign of welcome, on her chest she had a heart of flesh pierced by swords; Mother's face was sad and lined with tears.
May Jesus Christ be praised
"My dearly beloved children, I am here, I await you with open arms; convert, let the Lord enter your hearts.
My children, pray! Children, my heart is torn by grief; my children, pray for this world: a great upheaval will upset the already precarious balance of nations. Pray children, all that I have long announced to you is about to begin, but you my children, do not fear, hold tightly in your hands the weapon of the Holy Rosary and do not fear, I am always with you and I cover you with my mantle.
My beloved children, pray, pray, pray.
Little children, say your 'yes' with a sincere heart. My children, my heart is torn by the cries that come to my ear, Syria rends my heart.
Children, pray, let the grace of God enter into you so that it might shape you, ground you, fill you; be like clay in the potter's hand, ready to be shaped according to his will.
My children, great pains will befall this world, many of of my children will betray me, wounding my heart, denying their vows, cancelling out their 'yes', and this will tear my heart and crucify my beloved Jesus again.
My children pray, I ask you with my heart torn by pain, pray, I beseech you.
Now I give you my holy blessing.
Thanks for having hastened to me."