“Most Miracles, My children, the child is held in a kneeling position to look to a Vision, physical. So, the crowds surrounding such a Miracle are made aware that a Vision, Heavenly, is there.

Through This Miracle of Mine, through This Miracle of Hope, God has chosen a direct way: Teaching, to all the children in the world. If the child were to turn her back on you to kneel in prayer the other way, you would hear the Words but you would not see the look upon her face, because What is there depicts the Beauty of The Holy Trinity: the love, the service, the obedience, the truth. The Vision is not clear to her physical eye but to the Soul God gave her.

Many children now stand fighting This Great Miracle for man, God designed, and yet, through time, the child has been driven on to understand it would occur by man. And when The Father makes her suffer, I stand in the Heavens Where I am and I can barely stand to see it; for, you see, I stood one day and watched My Son abused by man; but the abuse that this child must take is for the Souls, the reparation that must be made.

Ask yourself what penance you do each day. Ask yourself: Is your Soul a weight to someone else? Ask yourself: Are you conscious of your Soul? Are you aware you have One? Are you interested in It? And ask yourself, My children, where It will go one day. If God were to say to you now, ‘Come, I wait,’ so many children would say: ‘I am not ready. I’m not prepared.’

Oh, My children, I said it to The Son one day. As I laid in His Arms, I said to Him, ‘My work is not yet done; I cannot go.’ And as He looked at Me, He said, ‘Oh, Father, Son, Your work has truly just begun.’ And as I faded away into the Loving Arms of The Divine One, I was not sure, as you are not. But you, My children, must know He is aware of everyone. He is aware of the needs, He is aware of the Goal, He is aware of everything. So please, be aware of your Soul.

The day, the time, the moment that I stood with Him in The Divine, a Place He had made Special for Me, and I witnessed the Crucifixion, I shouted out to Him: ‘I must return to My Son Who, I know, He waits for Me. I cannot bear to see the Woman that I love be in such sorrow, watching the horror of the blood, the brutality of man, the ignorance, the plan, the unfairness, the injustice.’ And God said to Me: ‘This, My Joseph, is why I took You. You would have spoiled My Plan. I could not allow it because, You see, Your Love for Him, as man, was far greater than You knew.’ And I fought with The Father, as this child has often done. And I said: ‘Oh please, let Me stop the blows. They are giving them, not only one by one.’ And The Father said to Me, ‘I will say but one thing: “Remember, He was My Son first.”’

So, My children, as you stand on a mound of soil for man, keep in mind that the Souls that are to be saved through This Great Miracle of Hope, God would say the same thing to you now as He did to Me then, ‘Remember, They were Mine first.’ So be it.”