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| Message-Feast of the Assumption 2007 |
Message of the Blessed Mother August 15, 2007
To my dearest children,
Beloved of mine, thank you, thank you for responding to my call. I wish that you would take what I give you to those at home. Take peace, joy, forgiveness, love. Take mercy! My children, take hold of my mantle and do not let go. For it will give you strength in time of distress and hopelessness. My mantle of mercy has no distractions, but helps to keep your goal in sight. My children, my little ones, be not dismayed or disturbed at the world's signs of doom. Keep your faith and seek to strengthen it. Seek the purification of this faith-a great gift from God. I will bring to you signs of faith in your lives.
My beloveds seek out; seek out what you have at your hands this very moment. Many a saint, many an angel has desired what great treasure that has been given to you today.
Thank you for your honor, for it brings glory to God.
My children, there are many with disbelief-my children, you ask for the grace to believe.
Peace, Peace, Peace of Jesus be with you. Thank you for celebrating with me today. I invite you to continue this pilgrimage 'til you reach the eternal salvation. I invite you with a most loving heart to visit me here on my next Feast of the Assumption and bring others with you.
Mary Constancio, Messenger
There were angels dancing all over with great joy. There were celebrating. They were throwing rose petals all over you. She blessed the handkerchiefs and rosaries and all your objects of faith to bring you more faith. Our Blessed Mother came in a bright white dress. Then I saw her with flames, as the Holy Spirit covered her. The flame of her love, she wants that I embrace with that flame. The flame will keep you burning for the love of God. Send forth the flame of love to all mankind, as she tells us in her rosary message.
She called me her little rose of Shallowater (instead of the rose of Sharon). She asked us again to leave her imprint of mercy on others.
My child, you must be this rose that is open always to those whose hearts are as the winters, that are cold. This rose will be the warm gentle fire that melts the hardest of hearts.
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