It is the greatest day of Humanity. On that day I was resurrected against all the laws of nature. I brought Myself back to life. My Mother believed it and expected it, but everyone was surprised by this portentous event.
I wanted to demonstrate that I can do anything, that I can conquer evil and death. I am the Conqueror of the Hells, the Redeemer, and I am not given glory as such.
I want my mysteries to be meditated upon and taught. I want the mysteries of the Catholic faith to be taught to children, so many of whom ignore these things because the catecheses are vain, frivolous and absurd.
My Mother is a Teacher of Love, and she is not spoken of as I would wish. Few children love the Virgin Mary. Today they teach (1) human and not divine values. They teach solidarity, tolerance, friendship, but they do not teach sacrifice, penance, abnegation.
Mothers take their children to gymnastics, judo, English or music classes, but they do not worry about making them strong to face the days of trial and temptation.
Fathers only think about their businesses, checking accounts, cars and vacations, among others, but ignore their children, whom they ignore and do not even listen to.
I will call you to account because you are creating an empty and vain generation. Future men and women with no strong foundation and no preparation for life. That is why so many broken marriages, so many abortions, so many depressions.
I ask you to be according to my laws and to practice all my commandments, for by them I will judge you. Although I tell you all this, I love you unconditionally, therefore, I desire that you walk on the straight paths of salvation.
Life is ephemeral and perishable, eternal life, which I want to give you, never ends.
Delve into this mystery of eternity. It always lasts. The eternal destiny you choose will be forever, forever.
Go to My Mother, Consoler of souls, Refuge of sinners and afflicted. Her goodness you will notice in your spirits. She loves you as much as I do. Her Heart has an immense and unique capacity to love, after Me, there is no one who loves you more.
She is the Sorrowful One, your sins are thorns that pierce her Heart. She loves your children and desires that you make them worthy of Me. She waits for you, she intercedes for you (2). She is a Mother of Love and Mercy. Go to her Maternal Heart. She is My Mother and yours.
(1) I do not know if it refers to catechists or to society.
(2) It refers to fathers and mothers.
Dadme de beber