Acts of love, acts of love and reparation I ask for the bitterness of My Heart. I, Jesus, speak to you.
My children, who know that evil exists in atrocious dimensions, try to give Me a little love and reparation to drink. Quench the thirst that devours Me of goodness and holiness and do not leave Me in the torture of thirst. Yes, My children, I am thirsty! I am very thirsty for good souls, for souls that give Me their unconditional love, for souls that suffer with Me, for souls that accompany Me in the loneliness of My tabernacle, I am thirsty for holy love, and I hardly find anyone to quench My thirst. I, Jesus, speak to you.
You who have suffered once the ignominy, abandonment, rejection, calumny, know how painful the test of all that is, because everything done to us hurts in the heart and in the soul. But see how great My pain is because there are faithful who have burned My Bibles, faithful who have taken My images out of their homes and thrown them away or kept them in a storage room. My children, how evil advances! It runs at a giant pace and I seek souls willing to offer Me their total love and everything they are willing to suffer for Me. I, Jesus, speak to you.
I am Jesus of Nazareth who speaks to you. I speak to you and open the bitterness of My Heart so you can see how wounded, forgotten, and ignored it is. Every day My parish priests eliminate devotions. Every day more, they eliminate sacred songs and writings that speak of devotions and spirituality.
They only want donations for their parishes, good income for trips, parties, or renovations, but they spend little or nothing on authentic formation courses, faith courses, pilgrimages that are lived or done with evangelical spirit and not as tourism. And I, in this world, imprisoned in the tabernacles, few of you will visit Me and converse with Me for a while, even though I am so thirsty for you and your love.
You have time for everything except for Me. I am the last on your agenda, and for most of you, I am not even the last. My Mother suffers so much for what you do to Me. She wishes for Me to be loved and adored, but her wishes are not fulfilled most of the time.
Yes, children, yes, I am Your Redeemer, but you don’t care, you pass by Me and My Gospel and only have time for the sinful pleasure or delight in your lives, and I wait for you in vain. My children, this is My message today, give Me true love to drink! Give it to Me! Your Redeemer, Jesus of Nazareth, asks you, children, I am thirsty for love!
Dadme de beber