## Message of May 5, 1984, First Saturday of the Month
### Prado Nuevo (El Escorial)
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**Luz Amparo:**
How soon you have come!
**The Virgin:**
My daughter, I want your prayer to come from within your heart; let your prayer not be mechanical. If all humans prayed the Holy Rosary, my daughter, the world would have been saved.
I do not want, my daughter, for you to only pray the Rosary in the month of May; I want the Rosary prayed to me every day of the year, my daughter... *(Speaks in an unknown language)*.
I have already told you, my daughter, the first trumpet has sounded; but at this moment the second is about to sound; it is going to sound, my daughter! *(Luz Amparo begins to cry)*.
If men, my daughter, had obeyed the laws of God, God would not have sent His plagues of punishment upon the Earth.
Neither do I like, my daughter, that the youth stay in their homes without coming to pray the Holy Rosary. Only the elderly, the old, go to Mass, my daughter. How much joy my Heart would feel if I saw that all the youth complied with the commandments of the Law of God!
Men themselves, my daughter, have sought their own condemnation. They seek wars, they do not seek peace. Therefore I ask, my daughter: much sacrifice must be made, accompanied by penance and prayer.
I already told you, my daughter, that although many would see, they would not believe. How many, my daughter, have not given their testimony! But I said on one occasion, my daughter, that all of these will enjoy the celestial mansions.
Look at the souls, my daughter; but look at this other side, for this is horrible, my daughter.
Whoever says there is no Hell is lying, my daughter. I have repeated it to you: God is infinitely good and merciful; you are on the verge of asking for mercy and asking for forgiveness.
**The Lord:**
God does not condemn you, my children; you condemn yourselves with your own sins. And woe to him who does not comply with the word of God, it would be better for him not to have been born! These same words I said to one of my disciples; it is better that he had not been born, that a millstone be hung around his neck and he be cast into the sea.
Everything is not Hell, my daughter; there is also Glory; and this glory is for eternity, my daughter. Eternity is both condemnation and salvation.
You are going to drink a few drops from the chalice of pain, my daughter. I already told you that little remains; it is running out. And when the chalice is finished... it will be horrible, my daughter...
I do not want to frighten you, my children, I want you to make yourselves right with God to save your soul... The chalice is bitter, my daughter, for my Heart feels this bitterness for all of you, my children. For everyone, without distinction of race!
Kiss the ground, my daughter, in reparation for all sins... This act of humility, my daughter—I have always repeated it to you—serves for the salvation of souls.
No human being, my daughter, if they did not have a mission to fulfill—as I have repeated to you many times—would see my face. Consider that you have not been able to see the face of the Eternal Father. It is impossible, my daughter, for any human being to see His face, because His face is light, and light sometimes harms the eyes, my daughter; the exterior light of the body, not the interior. Therefore I ask you, my daughter: be careful because many false prophets are coming to this place. Alert, my daughter, stay alert! They are taking from here and there to confuse you, my daughter. Therefore I ask you, my daughter: be shrewd as a serpent, but be simple, my daughter, and humble as a dove.
Pray for my consecrated souls, my consecrated souls, my daughter. My Heart loves them so much!... And how poorly they respond to my love!
Look at my Heart, how it is surrounded by thorns; surrounded by thorns, my daughter, by all the sinners of the world. You are going to remove two thorns, my daughter; two have been purified. Pull without fear, my daughter. My Heart bleeds with pain for all Humanity, my daughter, for all!
**The Virgin:**
My children, pray the three parts of the Rosary; it is my favorite prayer. The one that costs you the most, my children, but the one that most pleases my Heart.
My message is short, my children, because I have told you everything. And I have told you that it will be fulfilled from the first message to the last.
The second trumpet has already sounded. Stay alert, my children, for the enemy wants to take possession of your souls. But with sacrifice and prayer, the enemy will never overcome your souls. How many of those present here have asked for graces and they have been granted, my children, and then you have not fulfilled your duty to your Mother!
I told you, my children, that there would be great droughts, and there were. But my Heart had mercy on you and asked the Father for rain to fall upon the Earth. Rain He has given you, my children. But stay alert, because when the Moon begins to turn red and the stars begin to lose their brightness, the time approaches, my children. Observe that this is happening.
Kiss the ground again, my daughter, for the consecrated souls. For the consecrated souls, my daughter, so that they may be faithful to Christ and so that the enemy does not take possession of their souls. Poor souls! Because those souls will pay for their sins and for the souls they drag into the abyss, my daughter. Therefore I ask you, my children: pray much for them; they are weak, my children, and they let themselves be deceived by the pleasures of the world.
I also tell you, my children, to love your neighbor, because if you do not love your neighbor, you do not love God, my children.
Kiss the foot, my daughter... In reward for your suffering, my daughter.
How many, my daughter, how many are present here—I could point toward that place, toward this place—who do not believe in the existence, my daughter, in the existence of their Mother!
I have said, my daughter, that the messages were ending; but my Heart is full of pain and must warn, like a mother to her children, of the danger that lurks for them.
I will continue to make my presence in this place, my daughter, until my word is fulfilled. Although I have already said everything.
Raise up all the objects, my children; all will be blessed... All these objects, my children, have been blessed, all of them!, my daughter.
None of you present here will be able to make excuses when you arrive before the Father, because my Heart pours out graces for your conversion. But you do not want to accept it, my children. Poor souls, my daughter! What a pity for those souls!
**Luz Amparo:**
For them, I already pray for them. Oh, oh! I know there are many here who do not believe; but You promised it, that You would give them the graces. Help them... help them.
**The Virgin:**
Graces, my daughter, I have been giving for hundreds of years.
**Luz Amparo:**
*(Words in a low, unintelligible voice)*... You promised it, You promised it! And You are going to fulfill it, right?
**The Virgin:**
My daughter, do not be proud. Do not tell me that I have to fulfill it. I will fulfill it, my daughter, but only if they respond to my love.
**Luz Amparo:**
Help them, help them! Many do not believe in You, nor in your Son either.
**The Virgin:**
I promised to help them, my daughter; but let it be clear: I promise to help them with their help. If they do not want to respond to that help, I will be able to do no more for them, my daughter. I am constantly holding back my Son's arm so that it does not discharge upon you, my daughter; what more do you want, my children? With prayers and with the Holy Rosary you could have avoided these great punishments, my children; but the world has not changed, my daughter; the world continues to get worse every day.
I am going to give my blessing, my children. And this blessing will be special for everyone. Look how I pour out graces, my daughter! He who does not respond to this, even if he saw me with his own eyes, my daughter, would not believe. And if my Son were to come down, you would crucify Him again, my daughter.
I bless you, my children, as the Father blesses you through the Son and with the Holy Spirit.
**Luz Amparo:**
My Mother!, My Mother!, Mother!... I ask you...
**The Virgin:**
Goodbye, my children! Goodbye!