OUR LORD: “I bring the greetings of your Little Pebble – the one We believe in so implicitly, so lovingly, so wonderfully, so mysteriously, so sacramentally. Yes We believe in him this way because those with the true faith – the true faith - that has Me in all My Parts in My Infinity – you believe in the Little Pebble; you believe in his victory ... We are winning; We are revealing. It is indeed dark to light. There is much to be saddened over. There is much to complain about, but it is greater if you have joy, because joy quickens all these events. Joy helps us to be and appear to all, as fearless as We are. My little soldiers: let all these things come to pass and pray for your brothers and sisters in the Media and while working on their own, to reveal truth. They are with us too – they just are not as far as We are yet, because We know the Little Pebble – which is beyond telling in its might, in its knowledge and in its ability to bear the Cross – the full weight – with Me ... If you believe in the Little Pebble, unlike so many who stand with Us as We proceed with the Cross on Our Shoulders. If you believe in the Little Pebble you are indeed under with Me, My very Gibbet. You are with Me with the Mother of God and Jesus can forgive so many things because of this unity ...”
OUR LADY: “How many come on Sunday to the Holy Eucharistic Celebration and the rest of the week do not invoke the Holy and Divine Name of My Son for a single instant, and on that Sunday, unaware of what they are doing, they add to their own condemnation, since they approach the Eucharistic Table, the Divine Banquet, and receive My Son laden with sins of which they do not repent. How My Son suffers! They do not think, they do not feel the pain of My Son, because they make Him continually live His Passion and the whole journey of the Sorrowful Passion ...”
JESUS: “You may know I am with you, little ones, in your midst, together and separately each, because we are inseparable! I have much to say in this important time of preparation and reparation – O how I need you! We will use our perfect model as our guide. From the moment of the Immaculate Conception, nay — before, the person of Mary, ready to receive God, the perfect environment, where nothing disturbed His coming place of growing — His creation as a Man! How was Mary able to prepare so wonderfully to receive God, not just at that moment, but before, day by day, from her own infancy? She practised and prayed for the control of her passions, never wanting, more or less - moment by moment, what God sent Her, looking at every aspect of Her life as a gift. From loving parents who were models themselves in the practice of the presence of God, — that is, the practise of internal quiet. How does one do this? What is it? It is my children, first and always: to be thankful. To see yourself as a servant of The Lord, a friend — O yes, a friend of God, but what does a perfect friend do? They serve. At the disposal of the one they love, and, this, this is Mary: at the service, the disposal of all for God ...”
JESUS: “I am like the farmer in winter, looking over the expanse of his land and it looks so desolate, the sky, grey and lowered above him. He looks out at it, in the cold, his hand shaded over his eyes, despite the bleakness of the time, because there is yet a glare from an obscured sun, bouncing off the heavy snow. To anyone just passing, to the untrained eye, it is easy to say, where is the future, the fortune, the living in that? But to the farmer who has been through many seasons, who has been well-trained by his father before him, this winter is the promise of what is to come. The weather promises to be excellent for Spring and in the height of growing, this Winter and its cruel temperature killing off the germs and the bugs that wait to devour the land and its produce. The farmer understands what this weather does, all the components of this “bleak” time, appropriately rests the land and the farmer smiles ...”
WILLIAM: Dear people of God, see how Jesus weeps Blood through His Holy Wounds, so sad. Let us kiss His Wounds to console Our Jesus ... The Precious Blood flowed down from the Crucifix at Mt. Calvary at the Blessed Mother's Mountain in Naju, Korea on October 19, 2006 ...