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October 18, 2021

You set limits for yourselves

 

My beloved child,

 

I wish that you would be at my feet more often and listen to me like St. Magdalene did. I have so much to tell you. I love being with you, my child. Throw yourself into my arms and come close to my heart, my heart that beats for you.

 

Oh, how I long for souls. Do you know, my child, that I purchased them with the worst pain and greatest suffering? I thirst for them.

 

Enjoy a piece of heaven tonight. Feel my love, feel this lightness, this joy.

Your heart is overflowing with joy and longing. Longing to be completely with me. Oh, my child, how I look forward to this union with you. You know, I can give you everything and there are no limits. You set the limits yourselves. But my love is much greater, yes, infinite.

 

Please come back to me more often. I want to shape you, I want to prepare you. You are my instrument of love. Through you, I will pour my love into the hearts of people.

 

Rejoice, my child. Be grateful for this great grace that has been given to you. Do not neglect it. Listen even more to my voice. Do not be afraid. I am with you and I protect you.

 

Your Jesus

Mary Magdalene at the feet of Jesus
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