MARY:
My beloved daughter, here I am, your mother. Write down my words to my children, and my counsel of today. I come to you today in this visitation to thank you for honouring my Heart, and to tell you how significant this month in your world is — greatly remembered in my Heart of Mother — and how lovely was the time when I visited Fatima and the three little shepherds.
Oh, how I delighted to visit them, as my Son permitted, and how glad they were — so meek in their childlike hearts, with such expectancy at their Mother's visit and to fulfil my every request. Today and always, I bring the same message of hope, and I bless you who read my messages in this apostolate, Heaven's Ark.
LITTLE APOSTLE:
I saw her elevate her hands and bless all of us who will read her message! Then suddenly, our dear Mother bowed her head down and seemed sad. She crossed her hands before her chest and, with a look of weariness, paused and let out a sigh from her chest.
MARY:
Oh, dear one…
LITTLE APOSTLE:
Mother, why are you so sad suddenly? Are you not happy with me? Have I sinned so much that you see the state of my soul so dark? What is making you so sad, Mother? Please — I see a tear in your holy eyes!
After quite a time, she lifted her head and said gently, with a soft voice:
MARY:
Daughter of the Most High God… I am not sad with you.
LITTLE APOSTLE:
"So, Mother, why then are you so sad? Please, you can confide in me the burden you carry for the world. Is it the war going on?"
MARY:
In part, yes — and greatly. My maternal Heart sorrows to see such violence and offences happening around your world. But today my sadness carries a dismay.
LITTLE APOSTLE:
"A dismay, dear Mother?"
MARY:
Oh child, indeed!
God the Father has showered your world with so many graces, and my presence — by His permission — is one of these very graces, for so many years. I have visited the earth many times, too numerous to count.
I have come to many souls such as you, asking for assistance to spread the messages my Son permits me to bring.
Yet every time I come to earth, Jesus says to me: "Mother, should this last visit be your one on earth?" And I respond to Him: "No, my beloved Son… there is so much to do. Let us try this way or another to bring still the souls who must enter into the promise of Your Kingdom."
Then my Son, looking with concern toward me, says: "Indeed, my beloved Mother… still, I will permit the stair of Heaven to be for your descent and ascent, until the time comes when I must not continue to let your loving Heart suffer any of these sorrows from the sight you see of earth.
LITTLE APOSTLE:
"Oh, Mother… I console your Heart!
You carry always this weight as our loving Mother, as we continue to struggle to follow your Son in the maturity He wills for us, and now I know the dismay in your Heart… Oh Mother, may your Son have mercy on us!
MARY:
Oh, beloved daughter… my Son loves so much, and His Heart is meek and so compassionate. Love is kind and patient… yet His Heart is wounded by the sins of His children… and slow to anger, awaiting their return to Him.
Ah, there are so many of my children who are choosing other outlets of satisfaction!
They are not listening to Heaven with the intensity, and are not spreading the messages and counsel my Son has permitted me to give in many parts of the world, and here through this apostolate.
LITTLE APOSTLE:
Then suddenly again, I saw our Blessed Mother look into the horizon from where we stand on earth, and as if whispering, she seemed to transmit her words in a different way to other souls on earth.
I wondered at that moment if she was appearing as well to other visionaries at that same instant.
Her words sounded like melodies entering their hearts. To my amazement, many holy angels began to surround us, and I saw them directing her words — as if they were also echoing and transmitting them — so mystically and lovingly toward many guardian angels of many souls on earth. I saw this going on for a while, and I heard some of the words she was whispering...
…My Dear ones,… who read these messages… of my maternal Heart… through the little apostle…: I desire that you, my beloved ones — you know who you are — do not hesitate.
This endeavour is a fruit of our United Hearts, joined to the will of God. Share…, my beloved…, these messages… and Heaven's efforts… My Heart will rejoice… with the little… you can do… to aid my Immaculate Heart… in leading souls to my Son…! If you are here and read these messages, my Son has drawn you to Heaven's Ark by His grace, and so you are invited to share Heaven's Ark messages and blessings —…so that together, by my intercession and your efforts, we may cooperate with God's grace for the salvation of souls. Do… not… fear…!
LITTLE APOSTLE:
At the very moment her words ended in that whispering, the holy angels began to shower her with heavenly roses — to console her and to revere her words.
I understood as I witnessed that every word or plea that comes from our Mother's lips is so precious and must be honoured very deeply and with the highest regard, for just as the angels honoured her as their Queen, with such great respect and reverence toward her, I wondered how much we ourselves disregard every petition of Our Lady — and even struggle to pray the Rosary at times, when she only asks us, dear children, for one decade or three beads of the Rosary!
Ah, how much love she has for us all, children of the earth!
After seeing the reverence of the angels toward her, I felt so unworthy that I felt a deep contrition for perhaps not doing much for her and her Son! I began to plead from my heart…
Oh Mother, forgive me — I am sorry for not trying my best to spread your words and the words of Jesus and of the saints. I have tried to spread them the way I can and know how. I am willing, dear Mother, and I will try harder. I will be here for as long as you need my hands and my entire being to let your messages be known. Wait a little longer, Mother, and I believe things will be better. I console you. I will try harder to spread them.
MARY:
Daughter…
Know that one day in the future, seen by my motherly Heart, I behold these messages and every endeavour of Jesus through your heart being received with great love and acceptance by the sons of my Church, in God's time and according to His holy will.
Blessed will be those who, as my own, will not count any effort but will spread my message throughout your world.
Their rewards will be great in Heaven, and they will see these rewards on the day they stand before my Son.
I bless you with my motherly love!
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