My dear ones, I don’t know what to say anymore to change your hearts. My daughter, do you now understand why I kept telling you that my eyes stream tears of blood? My children have lost the true meaning of life.
You are a mother and can understand my sufferings. If you do not put my Son back in first place, you will lose everything in your possession.
Dear children, I am at your complete disposition, but almost none of you put in first place the Author of life. Every day that passes, instead of understanding better, almost every one of you falls into depression.
There can no longer be joy in your hearts if you eliminate from your life the Author of joy. How can you think to continue to wound mortally our hearts? Life should be lived out by giving first place to Him who has given his life for you.
Whoever loves gives all that he has to the person he loves. You, with your mouths, say you love my Son, but your hearts draw far from Him more and more every day. What do you still demand of Him? You do not even know the true meaning of love.
My dear children, from this evening on, meditate on the sorrowful mysteries. Seek to understand what LOVE means, otherwise you will repent bitterly of all your mistakes. I call you because I love you, certainly not because you merit our love.
Dear children, I have never cried over my children as much as in these times. Convert, otherwise you will no longer have time to do so. Ask fervently for the remission of your sins. Repent, dear children; just a little while longer and then all will slip from your hands.
The lord of the world will demand an accounting of you. Do not disappoint Me; I love you and for yet a little while I will be able to intercede for your poor, cold, and hard hearts. I bless you. Treasure these words of mine.
Sorrowful Mary