Jesus: My heart is crying tears of passionate love for my children who deny me.
God, our Father: My heart is also sad for those who deny my son.
O my Jesus, how you suffered the pains of the Cross, for my sacrifice to my children. I will not allow you to suffer much longer. Heaven and earth will declare the beauty of your love for all souls.
Jesus: I am crying for all of the human injustices, which disgrace the Cross of my Father. Let your heart hear these words for they shall proclaim. The day of the Lord is close at hand.
God, our Father: I am the eternal one. All of heaven and earth shall proclaim that my son is king before me. He did not make his sacrifice in vain.
You must listen to the grace of every word which comes from his heart. Let him speak to you. He is my King and I am his Father who chose him to be Lord and Savior over all the earth.
The mountains will shine in his glory. The rivers shall gleam in his love. Let your heart speak of love to my people. Let it sing of the glorious name of your Savior.
I forgive you of your sins. Do not let the despair of your human weakness come between us. Know that I love you so dearly. It is important for you to nourish your heart in my love. Do not allow Satan to confuse your heart. He is the great deceiver who lies to all of my children. Do not believe in his lies. But believe in the glory of the truth.
Come, my child, and take my hand. Let me lead you to my merciful waters.
Gregory: Father, I love you. I can feel the beauty of your peace entering my heart. May these words serve to glorify the body of your children.
God, our Father: My son, you know what displeases me and yet I always forgive you. I am a God of merciful love for my people. You must always let my mercy free you in all circumstances of sin.
I am raising you to be my prophet. Let your heart sing of the glory of my love to all souls. You cannot see many things, for you are blinded by the darkness of this world.
Gregory: Father, I am a wretched creature. How can you trust me with such a divine mission?
God, our Father: You are the promise and hope of my people for you carry the Cross of my word. You do not know what you have been given.
Gregory: Father, I am hanging on to this Cross with every ounce of faith. I am often confused and feel great pain. You are leading me on a mission this Sunday in which I feel unworthy to speak. What shall I say to those who will listen?
God, our Father: Blessed are the poor in spirit, for the kingdom of heaven is theirs.
Blessed are those who mourn for I shall comfort them.
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness for I shall fill their hearts with the glory of my love.
Blessed are the merciful for they shall receive the greatest mercy from my heart.
Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see me, their God.
Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called my children of light for eternity.
Blessed are those who suffer and are persecuted in my name for I shall give them my eternal kingdom.
Blessed are all who come to me and say I love you, I desire to serve you, for they shall reign with me in my holy kingdom for eternity.
Let your heart be filled with joy that I am giving you the power to proclaim such words from the depths of my heart. Although they have been spoken before, they will have a new meaning for those who are present to receive me.
Let your heart sing of my glory.
Gregory: Father, thank you for all that you have done for me.
I am beginning to have a vision of a powerful tornado. The sky has become dark, and I can see that it is moving towards a small house. I am now standing in this house where a mother and father are frantically trying to take hold of their two girls who are screaming and crying. They have all fallen to the floor and are hugging each other. They are so frightened that my heart is filled with pity.
I begin to say the Our Father and it is then that they recognize that I am present responding with a look of sadness and fear in their eyes. What more can I say than if God is with us nothing can be against us, not even the raging winds of a tornado.
Immediately, I hold them to protect them and they begin to cry. The father begins to scream for the mercy of God. His cry is so loud that I can hear it above the winds which have surrounded the house. I tell him that I have been sent to deliver them into the hands of God’s merciful love.
The tornado is not striking the house but is moving so furiously around us that the walls are shaking. A Cross with Jesus on it has fallen from the wall allowing me to grab it with my left hand while still being able to hold the two girls.
I hold up the Cross to heaven and say:
Father, it is you who deliver your people from all wrath and anger through your divine mercy. I ask of you to now spare the lives of your children from this violent storm. Heal their hearts and deliver them from their sins; for your mercy is greater than any darkness that surrounds us.
May the Blood of Jesus, your precious Lamb, be poured upon us for the glory of your kingdom where you reign forever and ever. I love you. I will love you forever and ever. Hear my prayer.
Just then, the winds begin to cease and my body becomes filled with an inner golden light that begins to shine from within me upon the family. I do not know what to make of this. Never before have I had such an experience, except that the children have stopped crying and they are singing Ave Marias.
And although they cannot see her, I can see the Blessed Mother standing beyond them holding the Cross which was placed in my hand. She is beautiful, radiant, and is smiling. She holds up the Cross to heaven and says that we should thank her son. Then disappears in a radiant light.
I then take the hands of the family in prayer and praise Jesus for saving them through the richness of his mercy on the Cross.
Jesus: Peace! Peace to all men who place their hearts in the trust of my Father to protect them. May they live in peace to serve me forever more.
Gregory: The vision ends and they are left safely in the hands of our Father. Praise the names of Jesus and Mary for eternity!