Mary has requested that the daily message be given each day to the world. It is read nightly at the prayer service from her Image Building in Clearwater, Florida, U.S.A. This is according to her request. All attempts will be made to publish this daily message to the world at 11 p.m. Eastern time, U.S.A.

We acknowledge that the final authority regarding these messages rests with the Holy See of Rome.

I appear my children on this former bank building in Florida, Our Lady Clothed with the Sun.

June 14, 2000

A Prayer for Intimacy with the Lamb, the Bridegroom of the Soul

Oh Lamb of God, Who take away the sins of the world, come and act on my soul most intimately. I surrender myself, as I ask for the grace to let go, to just be as I exist in You and You act most intimately on my soul. You are the Initiator. I am the soul waiting Your favors as You act in me. I love You. I adore You. I worship You. Come and possess my soul with Your Divine Grace, as I experience You most intimately.

Messenger: Include Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Center in 6:20 prayers.

June 14, 2000 - Before Mass

Jesus speaks: My child,

If you knew for one moment the gifts I give you, your focus would change. My child, I come to bring about the great era of peace when My Sacred Heart will reign in all hearts. My child, you cannot hold onto the material things of this earth. In total submission to the will of My Father and living your lives as He desires, all things will work. Many are out of harmony with the way He wishes things to be done and you will have to work with those in authority over you and pray fervently for them. I am God, I am aware of every detail of your life, all your frustrations and struggles, all your temptations, all your sorrows and joys. Oh My child, and the glory of that holy day, how your eyes will see Me, embrace Me, know Me. My child, true life is dedication to Me and My ways. For your life given as the Father desires, you will reap the benefits for all eternity.

And I come to set the captives free. I come, My child, to spread My love to the far corners of the earth. My child, I come that My Heart will reign as the King and Center of all hearts. A garden I give you, a garden of My love. I am God, the one true, Almighty God.

June 14, 2000 - After Mass

Jesus speaks: I come to give you life that you will have it to the full, I come that your heart will help to bring forth great fruit.

I do give freely to you, My thirsty one. I give you the fertile soil. I give you My life. Your world which has invaded the very sanctuary of the precious womb of a mother and snatched a God-given life from her place of comfort and peace, will go to any extent to control and commit evil. How is it that evil has grown so much on My earth that even a baby is not safe in the physical surrounding of the mother's womb? Oh, you make Me cry bloody tears, see Me with My gentle face holding in My Godly hand a little embryo jerked from the womb of its mother.

Oh, you do not know the meaning of life. Let the mother of the baby give thanks to God for the gift given. Oh, life is not life unless it is rooted in Me.

Your soil is contaminated and you bring forth children into soil that is filled with sin and evil. I want children of God, I want My babies to be raised in holy ground, in which they are formed more and more in My image.

John 15: 1-10

The true vine

   I am the true vine,
   and my Father is the vinedresser.
   Every branch in me that bears no fruit
   he cuts away,
   and every branch that does bear fruit
       he prunes
   to make it bear even more.
   You are clean already,
   by means of the word
       that I have spoken to you.
   Remain in me, as I in you.
   As a branch cannot bear fruit all by itself,
   unless it remains part of the vine,
   neither can you unless you remain in me.
   I am the vine,
   you are the branches.
   Whoever remains in me, with me in him,
   bears fruit in plenty;
   for cut off from me you can do nothing.
   Anyone who does not remain in me
   is thrown away like a branch
   —and withers;
   these branches are collected
       and thrown on the fire
   and are burnt.
   If you remain in me
   and my words remain in you,
   you may ask for whatever you please
   and you will get it.
   It is to the glory of my Father
       that you should bear much fruit
   and be my disciples.
   I have loved you
   just as the Father has loved me.
   Remain in my love.
   If you keep my commandments
   you will remain in my love,
   just as I have kept
       my Father’s commandments
   and remain in his love.

Jesus speaks: Oh how is the garden now?

How have you progressed since the days of Adam and Eve?

How is your soil?

Are you producing fruit for My Kingdom?

Christ the First-fruits

1 Corinthians 15: 20-28

    In fact, however, Christ has been raised from the dead, as the first–fruits of all who have fallen asleep. As it was by one man that death came, so through one man has come the resurrection of the dead. Just as all die in Adam, so in Christ all will be brought to life; but all of them in their proper order: Christ the first–fruits, and next, at his coming, those who belong to him. After that will come the end, when he will hand over the kingdom to God the Father, having abolished every principality, every ruling force and power. For he is to be king until he has made his enemies his footstool, and the last of the enemies to be done away with is death, for he has put all things under his feet. But when it is said everything is subjected, this obviously cannot include the One who subjected everything to him. When everything has been subjected to him, then the Son himself will be subjected to the One who has subjected everything to him, so that God may be all in all

Jesus speaks: And I give you My Eucharistic Center in China.

I give you a garden and a stream. And the waters flow.

I give you My monthly meetings in China and I train them there to be united as a body, being prime intercessors, to come to pray at the Masses. And I train them there to go forth and to pray as a body with consecrated hearts united to the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass.

I train them and I tell you of My word.

Revelation 22: 1-6

Then the angel showed me the river of life, rising from the throne of God and of the Lamb and flowing crystal–clear. Down the middle of the city street, on either bank of the river were the trees of life, which bear twelve crops of fruit in a year, one in each month, and the leaves of which are the cure for the nations.
    The curse of destruction will be abolished.
The throne of God and of the Lamb will be in the city; his servants will worship him, they will see him face to face, and his name will be written on their foreheads. And night will be abolished; they will not need lamplight or sunlight, because the Lord God will be shining on them. They will reign for ever and ever.
    The angel said to me, ‘All that you have written is sure and will come true: the Lord God who inspires the prophets has sent his angel to reveal to his servants what is soon to take place.

Jesus speaks: Twelve times a year I hold My gathering in China and I call you to come and pray.

Jesus speaks: From the Eucharistic Center and the devotion of those who come, My apostles of My Sacred Heart, the grace reaches the far corners of the earth.

Revelation 2: 7

Let anyone who can hear, listen to what the Spirit is saying to the churches: those who prove victorious I will feed from the tree of life set in God’s paradise.”

Jesus speaks: How is the soil in the garden?

In My gardens I want soil that is rooted in Me, I outpour My grace, My life when you come and pray.

I have trained you to pray as a body united to the Mass, laying down your lives as good shepherds for the flock. The Holy Spirit forms you more and more in My image.

LIFE, FRUIT, LOVE, GOD - remember the "Seedless, Barren, No Fruit on the Vine" message of October 8, 1997.

I say it again.

"Seedless, Barren, No Fruit on the Vine."

Life is in Me.

Do you see it yet? What kind of soil is there in your world for the young ones to grow in?

How are your gardens?

Are you producing a rich yield, or are your crops scanty because the beetles are eating the young roots?

My children, the soil is important. You have mixed it with the flavors of your earth and now your world is reaping a crop that is in some cases debased and barren.

Oh, My babies, what is to become of them?

When you put a seedling in gasoline what happens to the little root?

Oh, see the wonder in the baby's eyes. See the beauty of one brought forth from the mother's womb. Oh My fruit, oh My fruit, oh My fruit.

You do not bring forth a rich harvest.

Your seeds are being choked by the sick soil.

Is it even safe to be on this earth, when man in his audacity has taken the power to suck babies from the womb AND DISMEMBER THEM?

Do you see the young 16 year old that drives a car like a maniac and his passengers are killed?

Oh, all are up in arms for the dead children.

Do you not care about the spiritual life of the same youth, for many may meet a death that lasts for eternity.

Oh, see My cheeks with the Blood drops that drip from My scorched eyes. I shed the tears of Blood for My babies, I shed My tears of Blood.

Oh, you just don't understand.

I will shake the tree and the rotten ones will fall to the ground dead. Only the fruit of heaven will remain in the end.








THIRSTY ONES, will a drought wake you?

Nothing, I fear, will get the attention of those that feast on cinemas of sex, liquor and drugs, and then tell their children the fruits of the devil instead of God. I use the word fruits loosely. The devil gave Eve an apple that started the whole scene of willful aggression of a race fixed on sin.

Only the spiritual womb of My Mother and the interior of My Heart will give you refuge from your toil. Your world has run amuck.

The basic roots are being contaminated and passed down and down and down and down.

Oh, fruit from heaven, this is My delight.

Oh, little ones raised on the gifts I give them.

Oh, a country that is not rooted in sin.

Oh seedless, barren, no fruit on the vine.

This is My Movement.

I promise renewal to those who pray My prayers.

I am God, I am the Sacred Heart.

The fruit trees in the garden need good soil.

Come to China for Mass and Eucharistic adoration, it is My Eucharistic Center for the world. I am the Good Shepherd. Pray, as good shepherds, for My world, for My Church, for My priests.

Messenger: Please Lord, send us holy priests and bishops to help us. Help us to get what we need.

Psalm 80: 5-19

Prayer for the restoration of Israel

You have made tears their food,
redoubled tears their drink.
You let our neighbours quarrel over us,
our enemies mock us.

God Sabaoth, bring us back,
let your face shine on us and we shall be safe.

You brought a vine out of Egypt,
to plant it you drove out nations;
you cleared a space for it,
it took root and filled the whole country.

The mountains were covered with its shade,
and the cedars of God with its branches,
its boughs stretched as far as the sea,
its shoots as far as the River.

Why have you broken down its fences?
Every passer–by plucks its grapes,
boars from the forest tear at it,
wild beasts feed on it.

God Sabaoth, come back, we pray,
look down from heaven and see,
visit this vine;
protect what your own hand has planted.
They have thrown it on the fire like dung,
the frown of your rebuke will destroy them.

May your hand protect those at your side,
the child of Adam you have strengthened for yourself!
Never again will we turn away from you,
give us life and we will call upon your name.

God Sabaoth, bring us back,
let your face shine on us and we shall be safe.

Isaiah 49: 8-26

The joyful homecoming

   Thus says Yahweh:
   At the time of my favour
       I have answered you,
   on the day of salvation I have helped you.
   I have formed you and have appointed you
   to be the covenant for a people,
   to restore the land,
   to return ravaged properties,
   to say to prisoners, ‘Come out,’
   to those who are in darkness,
       ‘Show yourselves.’
   Along the roadway they will graze,
   and any bare height will be their pasture.
   They will never hunger or thirst,
   scorching wind and sun
       will never plague them;
   for he who pities them will lead them,
   will guide them to springs of water.
   I shall turn all my mountains into a road
   and my highways will be raised aloft.
   Look! Here they come from far away,
   look, these from the north and the west,
   those from the land of Sinim.

   Shout for joy, you heavens; earth, exult!
   Mountains, break into joyful cries!
   For Yahweh has consoled his people,
   is taking pity on his afflicted ones.
   Zion was saying,
       ‘Yahweh has abandoned me,
   the Lord has forgotten me.’
   Can a woman forget her baby at the breast,
   feel no pity for the child she has borne?
   Even if these were to forget,
   I shall not forget you.
   Look, I have engraved you
       on the palms of my hands,
   your ramparts are ever before me.
   Your rebuilders are hurrying,
   your destroyers and despoilers
       will soon go away.

   Raise your eyes and look around you:
   all are assembling, coming to you.
   By my life, declares Yahweh,
   you will put them all on like jewels,
   like a bride, you will fasten them on.
   For your desolate places and your ruins
   and your devastated country
   from now on will be too cramped
       for your inhabitants,
   and your devourers will be far away.
   Once more they will say in your hearing,
   the children of whom you were bereft,
   ‘The place is too cramped for me,
   make room for me to live.’
   Then you will think to yourself,
   ‘Who has borne me these?
   I was bereft and barren,
   exiled, turned out of my home;
   who has reared these?
   I was left all alone,
   so where have these come from?’

   Thus says Lord Yahweh:
   Look, I am beckoning to the nations
   and hoisting a signal to the peoples:
   they will bring your sons in their arms
   and your daughters will be carried
       on their shoulders.
   Kings will be your foster–fathers
   and their princesses, your foster–mothers.
   They will fall prostrate before you,
       faces to the ground,
   and lick the dust at your feet.
   And you will know that I am Yahweh;
   those who hope in me
       will not be disappointed.
   Can the body be snatched from the warrior,
   can the tyrant’s captive be set free?
   But thus says Yahweh:
   The warrior’s captive
       will indeed be snatched away
   and the tyrant’s booty
       will indeed be set free;
   I myself shall fight those who fight you
   and I myself shall save your children.
   I shall make your oppressors
       eat their own flesh,
   they will be as drunk on their own blood
       as on new wine.
   And all humanity will know
   that I am Yahweh, your Saviour,
   your redeemer, the Mighty One of Jacob.

Messenger: OH, God, we cry out to You.

Jesus speaks: My messenger, the victors are those who consecrate their hearts to the New Adam and New Eve and unite to the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass in which the Sacrifice of Calvary is sacramentally made present today.

Revelation 1: 5-6

and from Jesus Christ, the faithful witness, the First–born from the dead, the highest of earthly kings. He loves us and has washed away our sins with his blood, and made us a Kingdom of Priests to serve his God and Father; to him, then, be glory and power for ever and ever. Amen.

Revelation 5: 10

   and made them
       a line of kings and priests for God,
   to rule the world.

Jesus speaks: Oh, sing My Song from Jesus.

Jesus speaks: I COME TODAY.

Reference daily message May 30, 2000.

See with the wide vision.

You do not see with the eyes of God.

I come to turn the nations' hearts to Me.

I am the God of all ages.

I separated the light and the darkness.

I made the sun and the moon.

I am God who created the life of the baby in the womb and YOU KILL THE BABY!

The audacity of you, I want fruit for My vine.

I want you to feast on the Bread of Life - you are eating dog food and I give you the heavenly bread as your sustenance.

Oh, do you think you see? You do not see the big picture.

Children die and you cry.

Oh, man, so many of your children are really dying spiritually and so few mourn. They are the children of Mary. Why do you think she cries to you?

Jesus speaks: Fires, droughts, signs on the earth - oh, men, you do not see - pray for vision, pray for the Holy Spirit.

Please reprint the message of October 7, 1999, up to the end of "Seedless, Barren, No Fruit on the Vine" message October 8, 1997.

Excerpt from October 7, 1999 Daily Message

Power Comes from God

Messenger: Life flows from the Father in the Holy Spirit through the pierced Heart of Jesus through Mary's Heart to us.

1 Corinthians 15:20-23

In fact, however, Christ has been raised from the dead, as the first-fruits of all who have fallen asleep. As it was by one man that death came, so through one man has come the resurrection of the dead. Just as all die in Adam, so in Christ all will be brought to life; but all of them in their proper order: Christ the first-fruits, and next, at his coming, those who belong to him.

Revelation 14:1-5

The companions of the Lamb

Next in my vision I saw Mount Zion, and standing on it the Lamb who had with him a hundred and forty-four thousand people, all with his name and his Father's name written on their foreheads. I heard a sound coming out of heaven like the sound of the ocean or the roar of thunder; it was like the sound of harpists playing their harps. There before the throne they were singing a new hymn in the presence of the four living creatures and the elders, a hymn that could be learnt only by the hundred and forty-four thousand who had been redeemed from the world. These are the sons who have kept their virginity and not been defiled with women; they follow the Lamb wherever he goes; they, out of all people, have been redeemed to be the first-fruits for God and for the Lamb. No lie was found in their mouths and no fault can be found in them.

Revelation 14:17-20

Another angel, who also carried a sharp sickle, came out of the temple in heaven, and the angel in charge of the fire left the altar and shouted at the top of his voice to the one with the sharp sickle, 'Put your sickle in, and harvest the bunches from the vine of the earth; all its grapes are ripe.' So the angel set his sickle to work on the earth and harvested the whole vintage of the earth and put it into a huge winepress, the winepress of God's anger, outside the city, where it was trodden until the blood that came out of the winepress was up to the horses' bridles as far away as sixteen hundred furlongs.

Messenger: The day of the flood at Falmouth our Lord said, all that would remain would be the fruit of heaven.

And so I quote from March 3, 1997:

March 3, 1997 Message
Day Falmouth Flooded Early Morning

Jesus speaks: Oh, the waters will run and the earth will shake and you will suffer and suffer and work your own plan and say it happened before, it is not a sign from God - it is a phenomenon, a happening, no reason to take notice.

And I will shake you on your tree and you will fall to the ground as rotten fruit and all that will remain will be the fruit of heaven.

Messenger: Today the Feast of the Holy Rosary, I remember the events of October 7, 1997, like it happened yesterday and I cry. On that night I was to deliver a rosary at the Morrow Center. It is the only rosary I remember in which I just didn't get any messages or any mediations either. This saddened me, because it was the Feast of the Holy Rosary.

Excerpt from January 19, 1999 Daily Message

Messenger: There is a Woman Clothed as the Sun appearing on the building in Florida. Her image is so identical to the image of Our Lady of Guadalupe. Look at the United States and see that on one side beneath the United States is the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe in Mexico and on the other side is Clearwater, Florida, where her matched book-end image appears. And in the center, a wipe-out of the fruit lands by a torrential hurricane. On October 8, 1997, I remember Our Lord speaking clearly as if He was walking around my bed. He kept repeating in a mumbling tone which woke me and drove me from my bed to write as He spoke.

Jesus speaks: SEEDLESS, BARREN, NO FRUIT on the vine.

Messenger: Over and over He repeated these words which I heard, and I quickly grabbed my pen and notebook. The message appears on the Internet October 10, 1998. His anger came through to me accompanied by His great disappointment. After 2,000 years man has not responded as He had wished. There is so much to tell and so few to listen.

Messenger: When the fruit was wiped out in Honduras I remembered this message of October 8, 1997. On October 8, Jesus was so strong and sounded so angry when He delivered this message.

I felt He opened His Heart and explained things in a depth as never before.

These are accounts from the writing He told us to put on the Internet.

Excerpt from January 31, 1999 Daily Message

On January 19, 1999, I received a writing and a map about the devastation on the earth and how God tries to get men's attention through the elements. The map looked like this and the writing spoke about a writing October 8, 1997, Seedless, Barren no fruit on the vine. The fruit was wiped out in Honduras.

No Fruit on the Vine

Message from October 8, 1997

Jesus speaks: Seedless, barren, not bringing forth fruit on the vine. I come to be heard and who pays Me heed. To a people of stiffs I address this issue, what think you when the water is gone from the trough?

Do you think you will then worship the molten calf or will you be ready for surrender then?

Oh, you thankless race, anger and wrath is the mind of your God. You do not worry, My messenger, for I am God and I speak to you. You think you are alone and I have chosen you. Your money is your god, oh people of Zion - your money in the pockets is the sound that brings you joy.

What brings Me joy is the songs of the faithful, praising and worshipping God, but I go to the tent and there is the molten calf and an abased nation of stiffs, heartless and filled with fear. I beg of you to stop now before it is too late, but you do not know of the chastisement I have in store for you - it is under the plan of the Father.

The children who walk in darkness carried a molten calf in their arms and the God of justice struck the earth.

He struck you, senseless people, because you would not listen.

I did not put you on the earth and then leave you to yourselves. I dwelt amongst you to guide you in all your ways and the people today spit on Me as they did 2,000 years before. For all these years I waited for the likes of you, My people, and why should you have more time for false joy? Joy is not in the molten calf. It is in the words of the Savior.

My Words are your truth, yet you try to wash them away as hearsay and of no importance.

My Word is the Word of God mighty and true. I have been ignored and defiled in My Word. I smite you, My senseless race. I allow the dragon to devour your young for you are the senseless race. I allow the dragon to devour your young for you are the senseless children of Eve.

Debased, proud and dead, really dead in your hearts.

I give you sunshine and rain and you want flowers and glory.

The glory is Mine or I will have to continue to listen to the wailing widow, a barren branch, a company of stiffs.

Ignore Me no longer senseless ones. My hand is upon you. It will come down and wipe out the senseless virgins, the ones singing to the molten calf.

Rachel could hear the slaughter of her children and she wept such bitter tears. The Lady Clothed as the Sun bore the barren race; they did not come to her grace-filled womb.

The thankless race marched into a pit of doom and destruction.

As I was pressed in the garden watching the days at hand, as I was squeezed, what came forth from My pores was the saving Blood for the children of Zion and when they ate from the land they feasted on rich food and strong drinks, the candy of the earth and it made them sick - sick to the death of their souls and the Lady Clothed as the Sun heard the cries of her sick children. I give you the medicine for the sick children in these writings and they chase you and make you fall to the ground. I watched you skin your knees when you carried the scrolls that contained My letters of love, My words from the depths of My Heart. You fell as I once did on the way to Calvary. I fell, I skinned My knees, My Body burned and I got up and went to the end.

The end was the beginning for the children of Zion for at that hill My cross was planted erect, a tree of life, and the juice that was squeezed 'till there was no more from the one "Son of Man, the Son of God", was the juice of the Man. It was His saving Blood.

They pressed Me in the Garden of Olives and I bled for the thankless race. They hung Me on a tree on the hill of Calvary. When I gave them the New Eve they chose the molten calf. They spit on My Mother, they ignored the visitations. She came and gave to the children to remind them of their covenant with God.

Oh senseless ones, so many will now fall, for I hung there and to the right was one and to the left another. The one was saved; the other was cursed. You picked from the tree when you should have obeyed your Father. He gave you His will. He said, "You may eat of all the trees in the garden but not this one." and you continually ate of the forbidden fruit. I warned you, My children, and you chased My messengers and made them run. I gave to you My Book of Life, My Bible, and you ate the sick fruit and it made you so sick you wanted to die but you kept eating when I told you the end was near and now that the end has come, what do you say for yourself? You ignored the Lady Clothed as the Sun. She appeared in all glory and splendor and so many months later so few go to her site to even see her. So is it My fault or yours our money does not come to publish your books and tell the world about the Woman in Florida? It is not My fault, I am God. I am the faultless One.

You want joy. I have no joy for the likes of you, My children of Zion, you have usurped My thrones and treated My body as rubbish. I am God. I come in the Eucharist and I am ignored. I speak no longer. The days that follow will be the days to cleanse this earth.

I am angered beyond all anger for the way My Mother has been treated in Florida by the thankless race. They have worshipped the molten calf and ignored the Lady of Light, the Lady Clothed as the Sun, the Lady of Fatima in the Americas, Our Lady of Guadalupe, bringing forth her children. The good will suffer with the bad; the wheat will be separated from the darnel (weeds). You walked like little stiff men with your haughty hearts. Your heads were your gods. I gave you great minds to comprehend My mysteries and you used your minds to worship false gods and make movies that defile My priesthood. What of your minds? I do not even have energy to tell you how unworthy you used the mind, the intellect I gave you. You used this great faculty to commit the worst sins, and My head was crowned with the sharpest thorns for your sick earth. Oh, you squeezed the Blood from the Son of Man. You pressed that Man in the garden, when He knew this race of this day.

I now see the Woman on the building, My Mother, so loving to the children I gave her and the mean ones threw acid on her face. Oh, you race of vile hearts and thankless ways. I will clothe the holy ones in the white robes of glory. The thankless ones I will turn over to the red men that will hand them over to the keeper of the pit and their bodies will be burned in the burning sulfur of the pool of death. Come, My children of light, your Mother called you through the consecration. She showed you the way home to My Heart. She carried a lighted lamp and lighted your way in the darkness. You were not foolish like the virgins that carried a lamp without a light. Your light for the lamp was My life alive in your hearts. When the darkest night comes you will know the flames of My love alive in your lighted hearts, burning with the fire from the love of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. I give you the fuel, My faithful virgins. I gave you the fuel to light your lamps that in the dark night that lies ahead, you will still shine as a beacon light, a light of intense brightness no matter how dark the night. You will not die for your refuge is the fire of the Sacred Heart and you gave your heart to the New Eve, the pure and Immaculate One and she took you to the Heart of your Savior. She took you home and you dwelt within the chamber of My Heart and you were protected from the evil one in these last days. You tried to spread this consecration. It is the key that leads to the place of refuge. So many camps the devil told men to prepare and they labored in vain, for the Word was had in dwelling in Our Hearts. You would find refuge and they missed the message and busied themselves with the work of the evil one.

I say to you what refuge survived when Noah built his ark? Only those on the ark survived the great flood. You prepare your earth. When My Word was to prepare your hearts. Then again, they worshipped the church building, the grounds and the wood and their hearts were left as cold vaults. I beg you, My beauteous ones, to beg the men to prepare their hearts before it is too late. Only the Ark of the Covenant will be the means of survival in this dark age. When the moon turns to blood they will run away frightened and their buildings will be like cold vaults - only the hearts consecrated to Our Hearts will survive.

You were willful and too busy to know the story. The story is this: There is but one home; it is the Heart of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. My Mother is the gatekeeper. It is through her Immaculate Heart you enter. She is the singular vessel, a New Eve, a Woman Clothed as the Sun, a doorway to the everlasting abyss of Light, the Light of the World, the Sacred Eucharistic Heart of the Son of Man.

There was not room for Me in the Inn and there is not room for Me in the hearts of many and what can I say - they will die. I gave them the book of life. I gave them the Man who hung on a tree to save them. I gave them Myself, truly present in the Eucharist, the Eucharist and My Word I gave them. I gave to them My Mother - the way to enter into My Heart and they were haughty and proud. I was born in a stable in Bethlehem for you, My men. I am the Light of the World. The foolish virgins had no oil for their lamps and they went out. And you could hear the wailing cries of her children being slaughtered in the dark night. Oh, the Lady Clothed as the Sun warned them to come to her heart and the Heart of her Son (the Light of the World) and they went to the molten calf and they died a brutal death.

Sorrowful MotherMary's Message from the Rosary of August 27, 1996

Mary speaks: I stood beneath the cross of my Son, and my Heart was in such pain for I saw Him before my eyes. I saw Him covered with blood. I saw Him die. My Heart, my children, my Heart to watch my Son, but my Heart, my Heart, how I suffered for my little children of the world that give in to this world and give up the love of my Son. O my little children of light, I give you this message. Carry this light into the darkness for your Mother Mary, for I stood beneath the cross and I cried. I cried for the little ones. I cried for the young ones, the ones that do not care and will lose their souls. How do I make you see for you will not listen to me? What can I do? I come. I appear. I beg. I plead. I give you these gifts from my Son, and you reject me. I do not deliver messages very often anymore for I have been ignored. The message is the same. You do not read the messages I have given to you. Please help me. Help the little children. I appear. I appear. I appear, and I am ignored. I stood beneath the cross, and I cried. I cried, and my Heart was in such anguish for my little children, for I am searching for them this day as I searched for the Child Jesus. Please, please help me. I cannot hold back the hand of my Son any longer. I am Mary, your Mother. I ask you to help my children. You are my children of light.

Song: O Lady of Light, shining so bright, be with us this day, guiding our way, O Lady, O Lady of Light.

Mary speaks: I appear to you as Our Mother of Sorrows.

(End of Mary's Message)


I _________________ give my heart to
You Jesus and Mary on this day

I promise to help spread the devotion to
the Hearts of Jesus and Mary.


Question for married couples and others in intimate relationships:

Q: How do I feel suffering in our relationship has led us to greater life?

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