J.M.J.
J.M.J.
I AM THE BREAD, I AM THE WINE
I AM THE BREAD, I AM THE WINE;
THE WORDS I SPEAK TO YOU ARE MINE.
I AM THE SACRIFICIAL LAMB;
I AM THREE IN ONE, I AM WHO AM.
THE WORDS THAT MY MOTHER HAS GIVEN TO YOU
I CONFIRM THAT THESE WORDS AS WERE WRITTEN ARE TRUE.
THE MESSAGES THAT SHE TO YOU HAS BEEN GIVING
ARE FOR THESE TIMES IN WHICH YOU ARE NOW LIVING.
SHE HAS BEGGED ME THAT I SOME EVENTS MITIGATE,
WHICH THE PRAYERS OF THE FAITHFUL HELPED TO DELAY TO THIS DATE.
I POURED OUT MY MERCY IN RESPONSE TO EACH PLEA,
BUT WHEN EACH CRISIS SUBSIDED, SO DID YOUR ROSARY.
HOW MANY MORE TIMES WILL SHE OPEN MY HEART
TO ASK INTERCESSION WHEN MY MERCY YOU THWART?
HOW OFTEN HER MESSAGE MUST MY MOTHER REPEAT?
HOW MANY MORE WARNINGS WILL YOU TRY TO DELETE?
MY HEART FOR SO MANY CONTINUES TO BLEED
BECAUSE MY MOTHER’S MESSAGE MANY STILL FAIL TO HEED.
CONTINUE TO PRAY AND FOR YOUR SINS REPENT
FOR THE PENDING CHASTISEMENT IS NOW IMMINENT.
“THY WILL BE DONE”
7-2-2001