“My dear child, I, your mother, your Queen of the Light, love you. And desire to take your hand, to lead you within my arms in the holy truth of the mercy of my son, Jesus. For all good things come from him. And his love is never-ending.

Entrust your heart to me, to my Immaculate Heart.”

I am now having a vision of roses, in abundance, falling from heaven. They bring me joy, great joy.

Merci, maman.

“These, my son, are for your heart. They are what first awakened you to receive me. May you be blessed by love, heaven’s love.”