|Posted by Doming on July 27, 2014 at 1:25 PM|
PUT ON THE ARMOR OF GOD
(Italicised entries are Catalina's words)
The Blessed Mother
My little daughter, you can tell NN
that they have a very special place
in the midst of the saints,
near My Son and next to My Immaculate Heart.
They have been engraved with the fire of love,
at the foot of the Sacred Altar.
Tell them that they have known how to immolate themselves,
while being guides and lovers of sinners,
the poor, the sick and the needy.
The abundance of My grace descends toward their souls.
Once again unite together in two hours of prayer…
afterward talk together…
and confide in each other.
After all you have seen and heard,
you ask for a message?…
My poor children, can you not assimilate
that I accompany you and manifest Myself in each Rosary;
you are earning a caress from Me with each Hail Mary.
If you only knew what lays before your gates.
Do not be anxious; more signs are coming…
Only God knows the day and the hour…
Wait for the Shepherd.
Water and food, you already have…
candles, crucifixes on the door frames
at the entrance of your homes,
wind up clocks, lamps with blessed oil
at the foot of the Cross, Holy Water...
Daily consecrations, small or large sacrifices,
but made from the heart.
I give you My blessing; I am not separate from you.
Read page 298 from the book of My Messages
[refers to the book of Fr. Stefano Gobbi].
Wolves dressed as sheep are in all the prayer groups,
because the enemy is desperate
at seeing his end coming soon…
One of you grief-stricken?
Seek comfort among yourselves through Communion,
which is living water that penetrates your aching hearts
with that sweet anguish
that My Son marks His new Apostles.
Before the eyes of others,
be as crystal-clear droplets of rain
gilded by the sun of My most Loving Heart.
When you become angry with your children
and spur them on with two-face expressions…
you do not think of Me.
Do you think that I would have spoken to My Son
in such a way?…
Start by being daughters and know how to be mothers
in the love and blessing that Jesus gave you.
Offer Me your patience next week,
and likewise, each time you get together.
Make an offering each week.
How much you will grow with that small weekly intention!
All of you, close your eyes
and feel My maternal embrace…
*This entry is part of a continuing series of messages I will be posting given to Catalina Rivas from Bolivia--sometimes from Jesus or, at other times, the Blessed Mother--with Imprimatur of +Mons. Rene Fernandez Apaza, Archbishop of Cochabamba, April 2, 1998. This is my little way of making the messages known. For those who want to read the messages in their entirety, please see http://www.youshallbelieve.com