January 13, 1999 (Jesus)
I wish you to plant a garden of souls. Sow each seed with loving kindness and I will send the gentle rain of graces which will awaken the dormant seed as it takes root in My Word. You are My gardeners and I am the Master of the Fields. Tend well the fragile souls... shower them with kindness that they may know beyond doubt that it is I who call their name. My shield of love and protection I freely give as My love knows no bounds. The stormy battle for souls intensifies. Be vigilant with quiet hearts that listen for My voice. I speak to all souls... be patient and trust in Me.