I am now having a vision of St. Pope John Paul. He is walking beneath a brilliant sky in an open field of faith, the soil eternally rich and fertile. He is carrying a staff made of unpolished gold with a cross, the Holy Cross, and the sacrifice of Jesus at its top. The Cross goes before him and his eyes are closed in deep meditation as he walks without seeing but in believing.

‘O my Jesus, forgive us our sins and save us from the fires of hell. Lead all souls to heaven, especially those most in need of your mercy. Eternal Father, I offer you the body and blood, soul and divinity of your dearly beloved son, our Lord Jesus Christ, in atonement for our sins and the sins of the whole world.’

St. Pope John Paul now says, “My son, this is the holy path of the Cross of God’s mercy and I, your eternal Pope of Mercy, am calling all of my children to rest their hearts in the heart of Jesus, where the glory of his love may be fulfilled for the gift of your salvation.

Let your heart speak of the glory of God’s love for the world is in need of peace: where there is war, peace, where there is confusion and darkness, redemption, where there is sin, life, the life of the Holy Spirit. Where souls are living in death, not for God, love revives all things for the glory of God, our Savior.”

Now the Vatican appears and he is walking upon a path towards it. It then splits in half. He is interceding through the power of the Holy Cross of our Lord’s sacrifice, his passion, death and resurrection to protect the Holy Church from this division. He is interceding from heaven with all the angels and saints.

Yes, from the power of the throne of heaven and the Holy Trinity.

‘O my Jesus, have mercy on us that this division be healed in your mercy and your Holy Church remain united for your glory.’

Unser Herr sagt nun, “My son, I once told you, and in times thereafter, to heal my church.”

‘My Lord, what am I supposed to do? What do you desire, for I am only one man?’

“Return to Rome and as I asked you, stand upon the ground and intercede through my prayer of hope for my children. When your feet touch the ground, they will not be yours, but my feet, my footsteps upon my Holy Church.”

‘O my Lord, take me as you desire; take me in your love. May it be done according to your will. And I shall go, my Lord, when you desire.’