January 28, 1998 (Mary)
My dear children,
Take hold of the hand I outstretch before you that I may draw you close to Me where you will find the comfort of a mothers love. My little ones, you have come far yet further still you must go. Be the gentle dove My Son sends into this world bent on destruction ---- where pride and self worth have taken root. There is no room for pride where Jesus dwells and the fortune of man is not composed of silver and gold but by living in the Divine Will where true wealth is acquired.
Be ever so gentle, My children, and embrace the trials and sufferings as you would a loved one for truly these are precious gifts ---- you have but to open the eyes of your hearts to see the value each one brings.
Learn to sacrifice that others too may learn from your example. Peace and love.