DIVINE APPEAL 44
"My presence is being refused and abused" |
"My daughter, stay and spend this time with Me. Give me your company and implore mercy and pray to appease the anger of My Eternal Father. In the Sacrament of My Love, My own consecrated ones have abused Me and they spit on Me. I only receive pain. I beg you to keep Me in your heart. In these dark hours, I am so lonely, full of love and mercy waiting to embrace all who come to Me. I am forgotten by My own
.. The evil one is using them to destroy the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. My presence is being refused and abused." "Every day, I am more despised and forgotten. My daughter, in these dark hours, keep awake and watch with Me. In My Mercy, I never sleep. With tears of sorrow, I am watching beneath the sacramental veil in many tabernacles, seeing no one there. With tears, I bow down My head after gazing on My own ministers who are celebrating. In this lonely hour, I am so much pressed as I remain in My vigil for all mankind. I am dripping tears of blood to see .. worshipping satan. In saving mankind, how better could I have proved My love? I suffered all for the salvation of mankind. To what further extent could I have made My Sacrifice complete for the salvation of mankind?" "My daughter, I come to beg for your prayers to atone for the many offences against My Eternal Father. Follow Me to the point of your complete immolation. Bear your cross, suffer out of love for Me and forgive. With your prayers, you will open the doors to many souls who are lost especially .. who do nothing but disturb My presence in My Sacrament of Love." "They pain Me with their treasons and indignity, with many sins. The true apocalypse! These are dark days! My Eternal Father is so merciful but mankind has lost its sense, drugged and godless. Souls are aligned with satan. All the great evil concerns are in the hands of freemasons. They have all agreed to attack My presence and the Church. Satan marches triumphantly in the midst of their ranks." "I bless you." 3.00 a.m., 25th November, 1987 |