Jesus says, “My son, my heart cries out to you for mercy for my children.”

‘Yes, my Lord. And my Lord . . .’

“Yes, she is present.”

‘Mother?’

Our Lady replies, “Yes, my son, I am present with you.”

‘Mother, I love you.’

“My son, sing of the love of my son’s mercy. Rejoice, rejoice in him.”

‘Yes, Mother.’

“Come, my son, come and take my hand for I, your mother, am with you.”

I am now having a vision of Our Lady standing before a path of light, pure white light radiant within my soul, that is now being transformed to a path made of tiles of gold, then gold mixed with diamonds.

And she says, “You cannot imagine, my son, what God has in store for you and for those who love him.”

‘Mother.’

“Come with me, Come, I am going to take you down it. You shall walk upon the paths of heaven on earth, so that all may see God’s glory. I shall take you down a path of the light.”