Second Advent Suanday

Letter of God, 10th December 2006

Our Lady – Praised be Jesus Christ, my dear children.

Carefully look at the altar, adorned with white flowers, and think about something great and beautiful. Who could be all dressed in white?

Marisa – Little Madonna, I have understood, it is enought, I am begging you. You, who are so good, try to love us always and make it so we will not suffer more than this, I am begging you. Now inside my heart I have something that doesn’t make me feel good and meakes me scared.

Our Lady – You have not to be afraid, my daughter. To do God’s will is always very beautiful and important and makes you feel paceful.

Marisa – No, no, no. You know what I am afraid of, not for me, but for the Bishop.

Our Lady – My dear children, I have a great intention for which I invite you to pray. I know that you already pray and you make small sacrifices and penitence, but today I invite to pray for your Bishop more than ever. God is preparing something important, you only have to pray and love. The Year of the Humility has begun, obey and be docile to the Bishop. Who feels sick has not to fast, who is well can and has to do it.

We are in the Advent, keep on making the layette for Jesus. Invite other persons to come to this thaumaturgical place. We have to fight, we have to engage ourselves more and more, and all will be more beautiful and easier for you.

Be quiet, little Marisa, abandon yourself to God, do whatever He asks.

My little cenacle, today I see you are much less and then, because you are a few, strengthen your prayers, your fasts, your ejaculatory prayers and little sacrifices. You have to be simple, heartfelt, humble.

Grandmother Iolanda is a very important person in Heaven and she prays much for you, she remembers everyone of you. Among you there is who suffers, there is who has to go to the hospital, there is who doesn’t feel good, and neither he can he go to the hospital. Offer this to the almighty God the Father. Thank you to all.

Marisa – God, I beseech with all of my heart , don’t ask what you know.

Our Lady – Together with my and your Bishop I bless you, your dear ones, your sacred articles, I bring you all tight to my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. Praised be Jesus Christ.

Marisa – Thank you , bye-bye.