‘Mother, it brings me joy to be with you.’

Mary appears before me with a bouquet of pink roses in her arms.

‘Mother, what do you desire?’

“Yes, my son, I desire peace for my children. I desire that there be peace throughout the world, a peace that can only come from loving my son.”

‘You look so beautiful. And the roses come from a place of love.’

“Yes, my son, I brought these to bring you joy. To know that I love you and that I am always with you and my heart cries for mercy for my children. My son, sing of the joy of his love that lasts forever.

Now that you have rested, we want you to have the joy to return amongst the hearts of the people.”

‘Mother, so often I feel unworthy.’

“My son, you said something very important. Because although you are unworthy, no one is worthy in the name of my son, it is he who perfects us in his grace.”

Yes, she said “us” because she too is human. She includes herself in love and humility, knowing her state of perfection and grace, but understanding that she is a child of God as each one of us. Now the message continues.

‘Mother?’

“Yes, my son. Do not wait until you feel worthy. That is a lie of the enemy who wants to condemn you, that you live in a state of self-condemnation to not receive my son’s mercy and hope, his joy that transforms and uplifts and gives your soul new life each day.”

‘Yes, mother, I understand.’

“One, my son, can believe they are unworthy in humility. But we must always trust in my son’s mercy that redeems and renews life. And this is what we desire, that you give to our children, which is the hope of new life in my son, Jesus, each day.

The enemy has been working so subtly to withhold you from believing that you are not capable. Do not place your faith in man, my son, or in the ways of men, but in God, who can do all things.”

‘Yes, Mother, I understand. I believe, I have hope and I love God. My strength is in him, my joy in him, my life in him. All things are good in Jesus.’