My dearest, what do you hope for?

 

My dearest, what do you hope for?

May 25, 1999

 

       Temple, near an altar prayed Jesus. His head was covered, and bloody sweat dripped from His forehead.

       “Holidays pass, winter changes to spring, time is running without stopping. A black cloud that will bring ash is approaching the earth, but nobody cares. Why do you pray so little for repentance of sinners? Do you consider yourselves saved? Dearest, what do you hope for? Do you consider the Warning a horrible fairy tale?

       I want you to know that any prayer, especially prayers that are sacrificed – are incredibly great and helpful.

       Today I came, because I have a mission for you, a favor and a faraway dream, that you will complete it.” In a moment I smelled mold, I saw a gray space, filled with dirty fog. In another moment heard crying, a lot of crying, groaning, and shouting, but the hardest was to listen to the cries of newborns.

       A mass of souls wandered in this dirty area, searching for something. I felt that I do not feel God. I felt emptiness in heart, pain and coldness. Then, I felt a wild longing for the love of God. Every second, this feeling become greater. And I myself, started wandering in this strange space, looking for love. I head the voice of Jesus: “These are unbaptized children. They spend here eternity until they receive a blessed baptism.

       For some reason you consider dead like a forgotten history, especially unborn children. But they are alive, they are, even in the other world they need love and grace, peace and tranquility.

       Now remember, that everything in the world is vanity, except one thing, to love God. And I love you all.”

God always loves you!

 

God always loves you!

May 18, 1999

 

       “Today, already what time I repeat, that I love this world over everything. I love this world more than My own life. Why does it forget about My love so quickly? Why do you, My faithful lambs wander so far away from your herd? Why do you forget about Me? Why do you pray so little? Why are your hearts so indifferent towards the Lord?

       I will tell you: be strong as a rock; pure, like morning dew; hot, like fire; silent, like fish. Because all of this will help you in the nearest events.

       Remember, the grace of the Father is like morning dew. It emerges early, is assimilated by a plant, and dries under the gentle rays of the sun. In the same way people are given favors only when they still have time to get into Heaven. Then, under the guidance of the Teacher, they are assimilated by a person, reside in heart, and envelop the whole being. Warming with gentle rays of His Fatherly love.

       I want you to remember about Us, independently of messages, to love Us and turn to Us. I want you to remember that the greatest evil - is sin, and the greatest grace – is repentance. I want you to remember that whatever part of the world you live in, whatever color your skin is, whatever religion you are in – GOD ALWAYS LOVES YOU! He is only single-one in His greatness of Trinity. He will never destroy his own creation except that sin, which dwells within it.

       Do not fear the punishment, remember, to withstand this terror you need to treat it not as a punishment, but as a grace of God the Father. My faithful friend, I do not wish to let you go into your world, I do not want to let you go again. And lastly, I love you and all your spiritual relatives very much. And now, I send blessing on you, grace of the Father and My inexhaustible mercy.

       Go into your world and remember, that the greatest – is love of the Triune God, and love of the Mother of the Universe.”

I am dying for you on the cross for the last time

 

I am dying for you on the cross for the last time

April 1, 1999

 

       Temple, near an altar prayed Mary in black clothing embroidered with gold. Her face was sad, and eyes were directed somewhere far. When I looked ahead, I saw a large Crucifixion, from which a stream of blood flowed. Jesus looked directly in the eyes. In His look I felt pain that grasped the soul for the first time.

       “Today sister, I am dying for you on the cross for the last time. Today, the last sacrifice of redemption will take place. Today, your sin will kill Me for the last time. That, which you see now on the cross is not corporeal, it is spiritual. That is why wounds hurt much more.

       Already today, I will take on Myself all your sins and infidelities for the last time. By laying the cross, I will put the seal of the Holy Spirit on you and leave blank pages in the book of life – white and mirror. Bright, like rays of the sun and dear to My heart. I want you to record only the good there. Only victory over satan and your love. And now sister, heal My wounds.”

       I started praying with Mary. At the end of the prayer hit a bright light – the cross took on a vague shape, Jesus disappeared.

       In a moment I heard familiar and gentle voice. Near Mary stood Jesus, She gently stroked His hair and glorified God.

       “And now, I turn to all of you: My dear little warriors, humble lambs. I turn to you as the dearest Brother and I beg you for a little love. I beg you to renounce the earthly world and worldly passions. I promise to all who will listen to Me, will do all the instructions, will defend their soul at the time of the Warning – will have the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, will have My helping hand and the great love of Heaven. Such person will not go to hell.

       I go, to prepare you all a place. I go, to complete the sacrifice of redemption and salvation of human race, to give you peace, love, and eternal life.

       Remember only one thing, that no one will love you More than Me!”

       Jesus groaned, I saw that from a wound of heart started to pour blood. He kneeled, started to pray, and disappeared.

 

       I heard the voice of Mary: “Daughter, at this hard time, I want to be your support. I love Jesus more than anything in the world, but I love you very much as well. For every fallen soul, My heart hurts so much. How often I pray for your sins to the Heavenly Father. And how often instead of love I receive a stone. My dear souls, I love you, I love you all so much.”