Sunday, October 21, 2007

Message of Mary Most Holy:

Dear children, I, the Mother of all of you, desire to enter into your hearts and dwell in them so that your hearts, personally cultivated by Me, may grow day by day until they reach the fullness of the age of Grace. I want you deeply entrusted and docile to My direction. The soul who truly loves Me imitates My virtue of total surrender and docility to the Lord. I always turned to Him to ask Him what He wanted of Me, considering Me the most vile and the last of His creatures, and as soon as the Lord revealed to Me His will, He hastily directed Me to its fulfillment. Therefore, as soon as I knew it was His will that I should go to My cousin's house, because the Lord had designs of grace and mercy to accomplish in that house with My presence, I hastened to the mountains as you well know. The same readiness and the same determination to fulfill the will of the Lord, even if you do not understand it fully and completely, this same determination of yourselves in everything I command you; in everything I tell you; in everything the Lord wants from you, here in these Apparitions. The soul that hesitates, that thinks, that sits down to calculate the sacrifices it will have to make; the renunciations it will have to make to fulfill My will cannot follow Me. I want souls who do not know how to calculate, who do not hesitate, who do not ponder over My orders and My will. I want souls who are fully docile to Me, like my son Louis Marie de Montfort; like my little daughter Bernadette and my little children Lucia, Francisco and Jacinta. I want you this way: fully docile; fully obedient, giving and giving more and more to the designs and loving will of my Heart. I also want you to imitate me in the virtue of patience. In the house of my cousin Elizabeth, at the time I remained there, I was constantly tormented by a woman, her maid, who insulted Me; who spoke coarse and offensive words to Me; and who in front of My cousin pleased Me not to be discovered, and outside the presence of My cousin tormented Me without rest. But I, as Teacher of patience and virtue, treated her with meekness; I prayed for her conversion; I sought by all means to show her that I wanted above all else the good and happiness of her. Finally, that woman was overcome by my meekness; she shed abundant tears before me and above all she voluntarily accused herself before my cousin Elizabeth, who only then became aware of all that had happened. I want to imitate you in this virtue, praying for the salvation of souls; always behaving with holy meekness, so that the world may see in you my faithful portrait and the pure reflection of my virtue and holiness, without stain or stain. If you will follow Me along the path of perfection then I will recognize you as my true children and declare myself for you before the Angels of God. Peace, Marcos. Practice, imitate My virtues. Follow Me, my son, as a gentle sheep. Continue to follow Me, as you have done for almost 17 years, for I will lead you into a safe fold, through green plains, and in the end I will place you in the arms of the One who loves Me and loves you, and there we will be one in love and the feast will be eternal. Peace, my angel. I bless you.