"My love is unalterable. I am a prisoner in the tabernacle..... As I am exposed, I will bless souls."

"My daughter, pray a great deal and cloister souls in your heart. I grieve at many of the consecrated souls who always leave Me deserted in My prison. The infidelity wounds Me deeply. They cause Me to remain long, lonely hours. The souls I love so much do not understand My Real Presence in their midst. I come here seeking shelter. My love is unalterable 45 and will endure to the end of time with the same tenderness and predilection. Pray a great deal. You are a victim in the Sacrament of My Love."

"I bless you."

3.00 a.m., 15^th April, 1988