‘Yes, take me, my Lord, within your merciful arms of mercy. Within the light to be your light in the eternal glory of the roses, of the graces, of your love poured upon us by your tenderness. In their petals and their scent is an aroma of hope for those, for your children, who shall believe.

Yes, may the ecstasy of your love consume me. In which I can say the Lord is my light and my salvation, in whom shall I fear? And I shall bless the Lord at all times for holy is his name who delivered me from all my fears and led me into the eternal glory that is hope. To fight the good fight, to run the good race. To say that we shall stand and never give up. Especially in helping our brothers and sisters to rise, picking them up from their elbows so that they may stand on their feet. Planted like new seeds within the soils of faith.’

“My son, may my glory always shine upon you. For I shall give you the heavenly roses of my love. And you shall see in my mercy all that needs to be fulfilled for my glory. Through kind acts of love, the smallest acts are the greatest actions.

Yes, may love guide you to new heights. To see with every man their needs, their sufferings and their hope to be smiled upon with joy. That they may know that I am present through you. And love, my son, love. It conquers all.”