✞ The beginning of evil in man. Distance between the love of Jesus and the human love. In order to enter into Heaven, the soul must be completely transformed in Jesus.
My Beloved Ones
Come to me, enter into My Sacred Heart , a safe haven where refreshment for your soul can be found. An impenetrable barrier of protection from the darkness of this world that surrounds you. I have not abandoned you, no, on the contrary, I am with you every step of the way. Place your trust in me. Walk in purity, so that the light of my love may shine through you as an example for others.
My Beloved Ones
I love you with an unconditional love .
Thus saith ,The Lord.
I will lift up my eyes to the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from Yahweh, who made heaven and earth.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me. Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.
Love the Lord, all his faithful people! The Lord preserves those who are true to him, but the proud he pays back in full. Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the Lord. - Psalm 31:23-24
Neither do you light a lamp, and put it under a measuring basket, but on a stand; and it shines to all who are in the house.
He said to them, "Come after me, and I will make you fishers for men.
Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, then I will come in to him, and will dine with him, and he with me.
Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you. He will never allow the righteous to be moved.
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom can be no variation, nor turning shadow.
Repent therefore, and turn again, that your sins may be blotted out, so that there may come times of refreshing from the presence of the Lord
Song of Solomon 2:11-13
“For behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give out their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.”