"In the Sacrament of My Love, I am ever waiting in the tabernacle with boundless love until souls come back to Me."

   "Many of My own….. do not understand how much I love them. They do not know I yearn to draw them back to Myself. I am calling souls. I want to forgive. My Heart is overflowing with Love and Mercy, waiting for souls. Pray a great deal and never be tired. The souls that I love so much despise Me. I am thirsting for souls. Give Me souls in your prayers. What a pain for Me to see that souls are eternally lost. Souls wound Me pitilessly. I desire them to know how much I love them and wait for them."

   "The sins of mankind wound Me deeply, but not nearly so much as those of My own….. what a pain to Me to see many led and many labouring hard to abolish the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. I have two things for every soul: Mercy and the other Justice. Contemplate Me in the state of ignominy. Implore mercy for souls. Do not waste any of these precious times. Sooth My anguished heart. I beg for prayers."

   "Many believe in Me but few believe in My Love. I address My appeal to all souls. I want to reign over them. Led by My….. many souls are on the way to perdition. Many of them do not think of my feelings. The souls I love so much do not heed My love. My love towards them is so great that I am consumed with desire for them all. In the Sacrament of My love I am ridiculed and spat upon and completely abandoned. They long to abolish My Presence. They do all they can to frustrate the designs of My love for them."

   "In the prison of My tabernacle, I am calling back all those lost souls before it is too late. I love them all. Pray a great deal and cloister them in your heart."

   "I give My blessing."

13^th February, 1988