Look At My Son Jesus

This evening Mother appeared all dressed in white; the mantle wrapped around her was also white, thin, wide, and the same mantle covered her head as well. On her head Mother had a crown of twelve shining stars. Mother had a sad face and a tear was running down her face. She had her arms outstretched in a sign of welcome. In her right hand was a long holy rosary, as white as light. Mother’s bare feet were placed on the globe. On the globe could be seen scenes of wars and violence. May Jesus Christ be praised 

Dear children, thank you for being here in my blessed forest; thank you for responding to this call of mine. My children, prepare yourselves for the great battle: hard times await you. Prepare yourselves with the armor of prayer and the sacraments. My children, this evening I am making a shower of great blessings descend upon you. My beloved children, let yourselves be enveloped by my love and take refuge all of you in my Immaculate Heart. My children, I suffer with you and for you; I suffer in a special way for sinners, I suffer when I see so much hostility, I suffer when my Son is offended. I suffer for all those children of mine who turn away to follow the false beauties of this world. Daughter, look at my Son Jesus.

At this point, to Mother’s right I saw Jesus on the Cross. He was bleeding, with His flesh in shreds, being as if detached in some places.

My daughter, let us adore in silence.

Mother was looking at Jesus and Jesus was looking at His Mother. Their glances crossed. There was a long silence, then Mother resumed speaking.

Children, whenever you offend Jesus, my heart is torn with pain. Pray, children, pray. Do not judge. Pray much for my beloved Church, pray for my chosen and favored sons [priests]. Little children, sin no more, I beg you! Sin leads you away from God: sin no more.

Then I had a vision and in conclusion Mother blessed everyone. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.