My daughter I will make myself known very soon.

The preparations are complete but I need more prayer for those who will die a wretched death in a state of mortal sin during The Warning.

I urge My followers to pray, pray, pray for their poor souls.

I love you My beloved followers. How I rejoice at the love and purity of heart I witness amongst you. You bring Me so much comfort and ease My suffering. Your devotion is like a balm on My festering wounds.

In the world, just as I am dismissed and rejected by so many it is the loyalty of you My beloved followers who brings Me great joy.

My suffering is dictated by the level of Godliness in the world. This world which honours ambition, self glory and false idols.

My name is not deemed important. My voice is not heard above the din of the voices of the self obsessed.

How loud they shout and boast of their worldly gains. But it is the whispers of My beloved followers which allow Me speak so that My voice is heard.

You, My followers are now in union with me in a way that will surprise you.

Go, My daughter and tell My beloved followers that I love them and that My graces will make them strong enough to proclaim My holy word to a world that needs to hear the truth so that souls can be saved.

Your beloved Jesus