Dear children, Mary Immaculate, Mother of all Peoples, Mother of God, Mother of the Church, Queen of Angels, Help of Sinners, and Merciful Mother of all the children of the earth—behold, children, even today She comes to you to love and bless you.
Today I want to speak to mothers and fathers.
My children, stay close to My youngest children; do not leave them to their own devices; follow your children just as I follow you.
Do you not see how much aggression, how many deaths, and yet they are so young! This sentiment should not remain in their minds and hearts.
You are mothers and fathers; you have the responsibility to watch over your children, to sit down and talk with them, but, alas, you adults are caught up in many things—futile things that give you nothing—and you neglect the youngest.
From high in the heavens, I see some mothers who almost forget they have children; they are so focused on themselves that they don’t find the time to go out and play with their own children and listen to them.
By now you have become pawns in Satan’s hands; look at the plan Satan had: first he tormented you, ensuring you would not care for your children, and then he armed the younger children, and you allowed all this to happen. Repent!
Hold the rosary beads in your hands; do not stray from your most precious treasure. Prepare fertile ground for your children—they will become what you are!
You are no longer capable of being parents; you do not put in the effort because you yourselves want to feel small, but realize that you have a responsibility!
Follow My younger children; help them understand the path to take—the one Jesus showed you and which you have forgotten.
Come on, make an effort; I, the Mother from on high, will help you!
Hurry, everything is slipping out of control!
Be united as families and pray together, also for the conflicts on this earth. Pray to the Holy Spirit to help you guide your young people.
Hurry!
PRAISE TO THE FATHER, THE SON, AND THE HOLY SPIRIT.
Children, Mother Mary has seen you all and loved you all from the depths of Her Heart.
I bless you.
PRAY, PRAY, PRAY!
OUR LADY WAS DRESSED IN WHITE WITH A SKY-BLUE MANTLE; SHE WORE A CROWN OF TWELVE STARS ON HER HEAD, AND THERE WAS BLACK SMOKE UNDER HER FEET.
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