August 19, 1997 (Jesus)
My daughter,
I come seeking open hearts in which to plant My seeds of faith and obedience. Be the fertile ground into which these seeds are planted and My graces will rain upon you producing much fruit.
I wish, My daughter, that you go quickly about the tasks I have given you. I have said many will come ---- are you, My child, prepared? They will seek Me ---- My love and protection. You have been asked to prepare spiritually and physically. Those few to whom My messages have reached have not reacted.
The time approaches, My child, when choices will no longer be yours to make. Gather supplies and make provisions for many will require assistance.
What do you wish Me to multiply when the wine cellar remains empty?
My, little messenger, I know of the times in which you live and the caution which My church has fallen into ---- hearts must be opened to My call or many will needlessly perish. Do what you can, My child, and I will do the rest. Ask those in whom you seek guidance to seek My discernment for they, as you, can surely see the signs of the times.
Peace, my daughter ---- rest now for a new day of hope soon dawns!