10/03/2025
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10/1/2025 6 am
I asked Mother Mary to come to me. After a few minutes I felt her energy and it brought tears to my eyes.
β My daughter, I am always here for you, loving you, hoping you will come to my heart. Yes, times may look bleak. It hurts my heart that so many use my sonβs name to justify hate. No! this is not how it should be! Why does humankind not change, but repeat the same over and over again? How do you benefit from this? You do not! Man should get on their knees and beg for the mercy of God! A God who has given you so much. Things have gone to far and those who do not believe soon will.
βWhat to believe? Who to believe? It is not about sides and who is right or who is wrong, who is more intelligent, and who has the best tactical plan. No! It is about LOVE! Love will change things β it is the only thing that can. Mercy, mercy for each other, mercy for those you perceive as wrong. Do you not see? You are not the judge and the jury. It is not your place. It is never been your place. Your job is to love, to have compassion and see everyone as perfect, for everyone was made perfect. Many go astray as you see, but still it is not your job to fix each other, to call each other out, to persecute someone for their beliefs. Do you see where Iβm going? My son preached love, tolerance, kindness, and peace against those who did the opposite to change. He was persecuted and killed for it. I was also killed as my heart was broken in a way no one should ever know. He showed how to love. He spoke in stories so all could understand it. Yet here we are now β lost, broken, full of hate and the need for revenge from some imagined enemy. Man has become so pompous as he thinks he knows the way. The way to what?! To misery, to despair, to distraction. Yet they forge forward. The children, oh the children who suffer and die! For what? To prove strength, might, power over another. But why are they blind to the cost? A cost all will pay. A day of judgment will come, but not from the above as so many think. Not a rapture where God will only save the chosen few. No, you will bring it up upon yourselves and as you look around at the destruction you have caused, the ruble at your feet, only then will you ask for mercy, for help. But it will be too late. Pray now my children. Pray for the souls of all to speak louder than their hearts, for all souls are perfect, but you must remember love.
I see a flower being stepped on by a boot then a flower being picked by a child.
βStart within yourself, then spread it to nature. Tend to your garden, sit on the Earth. Then spread it to your neighbors. Do you see how it will grow? That is your hope. Do not fight anger with anger, do not try to make others see your truth. No! Share a meal with a neighbor, help those with no food, give a blanket to someone who is cold. Acts of kindness, of compassion, of generosity - that will create the change you need.
βMy heart is broken. Yet, I will not leave you. I will continue to guide you. Many work from this realm to save you, but you must listen. Listen now as the time growth shorter.
βYou still wonder. Sit in love my child. I am but a mother who cries for her children, the same as you. I will not leave you any of you. I will be there when your hour arrives, but as long as you are in human form, in and of your body, do your best to spread love. Follow my instructions now and show others. Examples are the best to share with others as words become so angry. Even the kindest words get turned into hate. Examples, show others. It is possible show love.β
I am sorry my mother. I am so sorry we have gotten it so wrong. Three hours later I got my rose when I opened my email.