Message on March 4, 2006

On March 4, 2006, First Saturday, at about 7:30 p.m., when we were entering the vinyl chapel on the Blessed Mother's Mountain, carrying her statue which was exuding much fragrant oil, blood suddenly spurted out of her mouth.  We placed her statue on the altar and began praying.  While praying, the Blessed Mother appeared where her fragrant oil-exuding statue was, wearing a white dress and blue mantle and a laurel crown with twelve stars on her head, carrying a rosary in her right hand and a scapular in her left hand, and shedding tears of blood.  She began speaking lovingly and yet anxiously.

THE BLESSED MOTHER:

My beloved daughter who is receiving all kinds of insults and persecutions while working for My Son Jesus and me!

I suffer the pains of my Heart being torn into pieces because of the numerous children who turn their faces away from my messages of love and are obsessed by delusions through misuse of their free will and, thus, are following their dreams, the false prophecies, and the self-claimed messages.

Under the pretext of making the Lord and me known, they are seeking their worldly wealth and power, deserting even the last tinge of their consciences because of their egoistic self-righteousness, and thus are joining forces with the devil.  Seeking to be treated well and reign over others, they carry and open the holy books with hypocrisy and wiles filled with ambitions to deceive the ignorant herds of sheep, instigate them to commit sins and walk toward hell together with them.  This makes my Heart flame up until it finally throws up blood.  This is why I said earlier that pride could ruin not only oneself but also the whole world.

My beloved daughter!

I want you to become one with my Heart, as you know well that the humiliating insults you suffer in this world are not your share but mine, and offer up your bleeding pains graciously with the heart of sacrifice and reparation so that the children who are spiritually blind and deaf may truly repent and not fall into the fire of sulfur but be saved.

I will protect and guard you from any dangers and also protect and guard the little souls, who are working to help you, and their families as well, as helping you is the same as helping me.  Also, make it known that I am also always protecting and guarding the children who respond with Amen to my call and follow me wholeheartedly.

If you become one as the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit are One and thus defeat the devil of division so that the sinners may repent and be saved through the prayers and offerings filled with the love and devotion that you, who have been called, offer up according to the wish of this Mother who does not want even one single soul—even the most wicked one—to be deserted, Satan, who has been trying to conquer this world, will run away and my Immaculate Heart will surely triumph. 

My beloved children who have been called!

As I, who am with my little soul who is an apostle of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and my Immaculate Heart as well as an apostle of the Holy Eucharist — this Mother, who is the shortcut to Heaven — am always offering up my beloved children who come here and their families on the altar of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, make fervent efforts now to totally offer up yourselves and become dissolved in my Immaculate Heart so that you may become united with my love and become one and live the life of resurrection blessed with love and peace in the joy of forming harmony with the Saints.

Now the time of the triumph of my Immaculate Heart is drawing near.  As this is an important time for separating good grains from empty heads of grain, there is no time for hesitating or procrastinating any longer.  I want you to make haste to put into practice the messages of love, which is the key to the shortcut to Heaven, to lead a life armed with the prayers of life at every moment every day, and, through this life, to achieve victory over the devils who fill the sky and the earth and, on the last day, possess the tree of eternal life which Adam and Eve lost.

When the Blessed Mother finished speaking, she disappeared.  I could only see her statue that was exuding fragrant oil.

Translated at Mary's Touch By Mail
Gresham, Oregon, U.S.A.
March 5, 2006