“My beloved sons, I am Saint Alphonsus Liguori.  I have spoken of Light, I have spoken of Hope, and I have spoken thousands of Words through this child who is in total submission to The Father’s Will.

Men cannot comprehend such a way of life.  Men do not see the beauty, the sacrifice, the privilege, the honor, the integrity, to such a way of life.  Men do not see how it can be done.  It is totally The Father’s Way, The Father’s Will and The Father’s Request that is obeyed.

This child, this woman, through whom I speak, is totally aware of what you think.  The privilege is many times a greater sacrifice than men know, but it is a way of life to her, to help save Souls.  Men try to confound her and to trick her.  She is attacked by silence many times when this is the role.

Few men in the world understand This Great Miracle.  They refuse to see the Light.  They refuse to act and to uphold the Honor and Dignity This Great Miracle enfolds.  To many men, to many women, thousands of Words have been given, Words of Direction, Words to point out the path, and Words to show the beauty of loving God and learning from Him the importance of conception.

How many men in the world have been favored by the presence of This Great Miracle?  Many.  Men shout, ‘I would be a warrior for God.’ Not so, if all the facts and all the facets were mentioned.

Be aware, My sons, that on this night you were given much Direction, and in this Direction the Light of Hope shone, the Light of God’s Love was given.

In the depth of This Great Miracle men must see the Truth unfold.  Men must begin to recognize the horror of deceit, the imprudence in it, the imperfection it throws.  Deceit, impurities, cunningness, immodesties, are against The Father’s Will for many reasons, on many items.”

He is showing me a waterfall.  The water looks like it’s coming out of a wall.  There are Men standing under the waterfall and though They are being touched by the water, I do not see Them wet from the water, but it appears that the water is penetrating Their clothes.  Their hair is not wet, it is dry.

The Men under the waterfall are in the garb of Our Lord’s time.  It’s Peter, Andrew, James, John.  I can’t see, the water is thick there.  Matthew.  The water is blurring my eyes.  I can’t see the face.  I can’t, the water seems thick.  Ah, It’s Our Lord.  It’s Our Lord.  He’s smiling and He’s saying, “As the water falls, the Words have fallen through This Great Miracle, never to dampen the spirits of the children, nor the hope, but to wash the air around them so they could reach for pure vision, and see the Majesty of Heaven unfold.”

The water is clearing, the Men disappearing, and Our Lord is standing there with His Arms at His Side.  And now it’s as though He is being absorbed by the Light around Him.  And I hear the Voice but I do not see Him.  And He says, “Through this woman, through This Miracle, I have returned to the world.  So be it.”