Hard Times Await You

I saw Mother: she had a white dress, a golden belt around her waist, on her head the crown of twelve stars and a blue mantle that also covered her shoulders and reached down to her bare feet that were resting on the world, where scenes of war and violence were taking place. Then Mother covered the world with her mantle and everything ceased. May Jesus Christ be praised…

My dear children, I love you with an immense love. My children, I come to you once again in order to ask for prayer: pray, children. My children, I come to warn you, I come to take you by the hand and lead you to my beloved Jesus. He died on the cross for each one of you to give you eternal life, to free you from the death of sin. Pray, my children, pray; pray with me, daughter.

I prayed with Mother for all those who had entrusted themselves to my prayers, for all those who are sick in body and spirit, for the needs of the Holy Church and for all priests, then Mother resumed the message.

My children, I come to you to warn you and to ask for prayer: pray for this world that is increasingly ruined; pray, children — hard times await you. My children, if I tell you this is to prepare you, not to frighten you, so that in the moment of battle you would be ready with the Holy Rosary clasped in your fist, with firm faith. My children, strengthen your faith with the Holy Sacraments. My children, adore my beloved Jesus on your knees in the Blessed Sacrament of the altar; pray, children, be bearers of love and peace. Pray, children, pray. Now I give you my holy blessing. Thank you for having hastened to me.