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Lucia:<\/strong>\u00a0 Beloved Father, I planned to go home but there is only one person in the Blessed Sacrament chapel, so I could not leave You here by Yourself.\u00a0 It is too sad and too quiet. The silence and loneliness make it more sad and empty. I feel so sorry for You, Father.<\/p>\n

With a huge kingdom, and a heavenly court with millions and billions of angels on their knees, worshipping You… But Father, why did You not stay up there? Why did You come down here to be with us to suffer like this? In that small tabernacle, making Yourself fit into the tiny Host, anxiously waiting all day for this person, and then another person…<\/p>\n

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If anyone comes and stays to talk for a while, then they also leave. Those with the sad stories of their lives coming to relieve themselves of their sorrows, and ask for Your blessings, also leave.\u00a0 Those who come out of habit, sit through a few Rosaries, also leave. Those who come to confide things that they could not say to anyone else, also leave. Those who come to find a way to solve their personal problems, also leave. And those who are still sitting here, are snoring peacefully.<\/p>\n

Very few people come here, with a heart that looks only for heavenly things, actually detached from all earthly pleasures, to seek You in a sincere way; to look for You; thinking about You, and loving You with all their hearts, with all their souls; to spend time with You, Father.<\/p>\n

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Father:\u00a0<\/strong>\u00a0I think it is very hard to find such a person, maybe there are people like that, but it is such a small number that it is not worth mentioning, and that is why My perception is even deeper, and I can clearly see your loneliness filling your heart, restlessly tossing around in grief.\u00a0 O who can ever understand My Heart?<\/p>\n

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Those who came to visit Me, talking and laughing, only a few feel My invisible presence in the Host. I feel so lonely always, but what can I say?\u00a0 I can only wait for mankind to be charmed by My Presence, which is so very close to you.\u00a0 I need you, My children, to speak to Me with your hearts.\u00a0 My bursting and overflowing Love, you will see and sense it, with the eyes of faith.\u00a0 Allow faith to lead you.\u00a0 Boldly come to look for Me.\u00a0 Happy is he who finds Me.\u00a0 Finding true salvation is guided by faith.<\/p>\n

Oh children, improve your faith with your own hearts, because your hearts already have the love I molded in you when I created you.\u00a0 If you do everything, rooted in love, you will probably find the guiding light of love.\u00a0 More or less, in whatever you do, if you start by first thinking with your hearts, leading from the start with your hearts, then there will be less sadness, less anger, less conflict, less envy, less lying, less hating each other, less competition, and much less evil in each and every one of you.<\/p>\n

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Gentle little heart, but how influential, even the foolish ones know the justice of a sincere heart, acting with love.\u00a0 Not too long ago, I had you write about love and My Heart.\u00a0 Speaking of today, it is still the same, from the beginning until this day, and until the world no longer exists, My Love does not change.\u00a0 The Love I give to the world.\u00a0 The Love that made Me become a human.\u00a0 The Love that had Me abandoned and killed, hanging on the cross.\u00a0 The Love that made Me accept humiliation and shame.\u00a0 People ridiculing Me in all kinds of defamatory images through the Internet today.\u00a0 Humans are too liberal in their blasphemy, contempt, they no longer recognize their Creator, let alone their God and Father.<\/p>\n

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This world has surpassed in sins, one of these days, soon, if mankind does not repent, which path are they going to be on?\u00a0 That is why My Love is always here.\u00a0 When the world no longer has the malicious, the extravagantly proud.\u00a0 I am still here, waiting for you, children.\u00a0 Loving you, I have made Myself tiny to fit in the Host, prisoner in the tabernacle, waiting every day for someone to come.\u00a0 My eyes are worn out from waiting.\u00a0 I am ever so lonely, waiting in the long hours.\u00a0 At least there are some who frequently visit Me, a few console Me.\u00a0 And to this day, I am still waiting.<\/p>\n

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My Love for you, through My bloody Heart, is breathing, and waiting for you to come back to Me.\u00a0 My child, come back to Me, leave behind the sorrows surrounding your life, no one can help you in this unjust, tragic, and lonely life; only I, your Father, and with Me you will find comfort, hope, peace and balance for life in this world and in the next one.<\/p>\n

Goodbye My children. I love you very much.<\/p>\n

Father<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

www.nrtte.net[:vi]Ng\u00e0y 3, th\u00e1ng 9, n\u0103m 2011 – t\u1ea1i Nh\u00e0 Ch\u1ea7u Th\u00e1nh Th\u1ec3<\/p>\n

L: Th\u01b0a Cha, con t\u00ednh \u0111i v\u1ec1 nh\u01b0ng nh\u00e0 Ch\u1ea7u ch\u1ec9 c\u00f3 m\u1ed9t ng\u01b0\u1eddi n\u00ean con kh\u00f4ng \u0111\u00e0nh l\u00f2ng b\u1ecf Cha l\u1ea1i n\u01a1i \u0111\u00e2y m\u1ed9t m\u00ecnh. Th\u1eadt bu\u1ed3n v\u00e0 y\u00ean t\u0129nh qu\u00e1. S\u1ef1 y\u00ean l\u1eb7ng v\u00e0 hiu qu\u1ea1nh c\u00f4 \u0111\u01a1n t\u0103ng ph\u1ea7n bu\u1ed3n b\u00e3 tr\u1ed1ng v\u1eafng. Con th\u1ea5y Cha th\u1eadt t\u1ed9i nghi\u1ec7p l\u1eafm.<\/p>\n

C\u1ea3 m\u1ed9t gian san r\u1ed9ng l\u1edbn, v\u00e0 m\u1ed9t tri\u1ec1u \u0111\u00ecnh thi\u00ean qu\u1ed1c c\u1ea3 v\u1ea1n v\u1ea1n, t\u1ef7 t\u1ef7 c\u00e1c Th\u00e1nh Thi\u00ean Th\u1ea7n qu\u1ef3 b\u00e1i l\u1ea1y Cha…nh\u01b0ng sao Cha kh\u00f4ng \u1edf tr\u00ean \u0111\u00f3 m\u00e0 xu\u1ed1ng d\u01b0\u1edbi n\u00e0y \u1edf v\u1edbi ch\u00fang con kh\u1ed5 v\u1eady Cha? Trong c\u0103n nh\u00e0 t\u1ea1m nh\u1ecf b\u00e9 kia, thu h\u00ecnh l\u1ea1i nh\u1ecf x\u00edu, su\u1ed1t ng\u00e0y ch\u1edd tr\u00f4ng ng\u00f3ng h\u1ebft ng\u01b0\u1eddi n\u00e0y, \u0111\u1ebfn ch\u1edd ng\u01b0\u1eddi kia….N\u1ebfu ai h\u1eefu t\u00ecnh \u1edf l\u1ea1i l\u00e2u l\u00e2u n\u00f3i chuy\u1ec7n \u0111\u00f4i ch\u00fat, r\u1ed3i h\u1ecd c\u0169ng ra v\u1ec1, c\u00f2n ng\u01b0\u1eddi g\u1eb7p chuy\u1ec7n bu\u1ed3n trong cu\u1ed9c \u0111\u1eddi \u0111\u1ebfn x\u00e3 ra h\u1ebft s\u1ef1 \u01b0u t\u01b0, v\u00e0 xin \u01a1n r\u1ed3i v\u1ec1. K\u1ebb t\u1edbi v\u00ec th\u00f3i quen, ng\u1ed3i qua loa v\u00e0i kinh M\u00e2n C\u00f4i r\u1ed3i v\u1ec1. K\u1ebb th\u00ec t\u00ecm \u0111\u1ebfn nan gi\u1ea3i cu\u1ed9c \u0111\u1eddi kh\u00f4ng n\u00f3i ai \u0111\u01b0\u1ee3c. K\u1ebb \u0111\u1ebfn \u0111\u1ec3 g\u1ee1 r\u1ed1i t\u01a1 l\u00f2ng r\u1ed3i c\u0169ng \u0111i m\u1ea5t \u0111\u1ea5t, k\u1ebb c\u00f2n ng\u1ed3i l\u1ea1i th\u00ec ng\u1ee7 r\u1ea5t \u00eam \u1ea3.<\/p>\n

Father: R\u1ea5t \u00edt v\u00e0 r\u1ea5t \u00edt ng\u01b0\u1eddi \u0111\u1ebfn \u0111\u00e2y, th\u1eadt s\u1ef1 c\u00f3 m\u1ed9t t\u00e2m t\u00ecnh tho\u00e1t t\u1ee5c, c\u1edfi b\u1ecf h\u1ebft t\u1ea5t c\u1ea3 m\u1ecdi vi\u1ec7c th\u1ebf gian m\u00e0 t\u00ecm Cha m\u1ed9t c\u00e1ch ch\u00e2n th\u00e0nh. T\u00ecm Cha trong s\u1ef1 ngh\u0129 \u0111\u1ebfn Cha v\u00e0 y\u00eau Cha b\u1eb1ng c\u1ea3 t\u1ea5m l\u00f2ng, c\u1ea3 tr\u00e1i tim, thu\u1ed9c v\u1ec1 Ng\u00e0i trong v\u00e0i ti\u1ebfng. Con th\u1ea5y r\u1ea5t kh\u00f3, c\u00f3 l\u1ebd s\u1ebd c\u00f3 ng\u01b0\u1eddi \u0111\u00f3. Nh\u01b0ng l\u00e0 m\u1ed9t s\u1ed1 r\u1ea5t \u00edt kh\u00f4ng \u0111\u00e1ng k\u1ec3, b\u1edfi v\u1eady s\u1ef1 c\u1ea3m nh\u1eadn c\u1ee7a con, c\u00e0ng th\u00e2m s\u00e2u h\u01a1n v\u00e0 th\u1ea5y r\u00f5 r\u00e0ng s\u1ef1 c\u00f4 \u0111\u01a1n qu\u1ea1nh hiu c\u1ee7a Cha tr\u00e0n ng\u1eadp c\u00f5i l\u00f2ng, thao th\u1ee9c tr\u1eb1n tr\u1ecdc b\u00e2ng khu\u00e2ng. Ai \u01a1i c\u00f3 hi\u1ec3u n\u1ed7i l\u00f2ng?<\/p>\n

H\u1eefu h\u00ecnh ng\u01b0\u1eddi \u0111\u1ebfn vi\u1ebfng th\u0103m n\u00f3i c\u01b0\u1eddi, v\u00f4 h\u00ecnh trong b\u00e1nh trinh trong \u00edt ng\u01b0\u1eddi c\u1ea3m nghi\u1ec7m. Ta th\u1ea5y c\u00f4 \u0111\u01a1n m\u00e3i ho\u00e0i, nh\u00e2n th\u1ebf bi\u1ebft n\u00f3i l\u00e0m sao? Ch\u1ec9 \u0111\u1ee3i h\u1eefu h\u00ecnh c\u00f3 duy\u00ean Cha \u0111\u00e2y \u1edf \u0111\u00f3 r\u1ea5t g\u1ea7n, c\u1ea7n con c\u1ea3m nh\u1eadn n\u00f3i chuy\u1ec7n b\u1eb1ng con tim. T\u00ecnh Cha lai l\u00e1ng d\u1ea1c d\u00e0o, con s\u1ebd nh\u00ecn th\u1ea5y c\u1ea3m gi\u00e1c \u0111\u01b0\u1ee3c. B\u1eb1ng con m\u1eaft \u0111\u1ee9c tin, \u0111\u1ee9c tin \u0111\u01b0a l\u1ed1i ch\u1ec9 \u0111\u01b0\u1eddng l\u00e0 \u0111i\u1ec1u m\u1ea1nh m\u1ebd. M\u1ea1nh d\u1ea1n \u0111i t\u00ecm \u0111\u1ebfn Cha. H\u1ea1nh ph\u00fac cho k\u1ebb t\u00ecm ra, t\u00ecm \u0111\u00fang ch\u00e2n l\u00fd l\u00e0 do \u0111\u1ee9c tin d\u1eabn \u0111\u01b0\u1eddng.<\/p>\n

C\u00e1c con \u01a1i, h\u00e3y b\u1ed3i d\u01b0\u1ee1ng \u0111\u1ee9c tin b\u1eb1ng ch\u00ednh con tim c\u1ee7a m\u00ecnh, v\u00ec con tim c\u00f3 s\u1eb5n y\u00eau th\u01b0\u01a1ng Cha \u0111\u00e3 nung \u0111\u00fac t\u1eeb h\u1ed3i s\u01a1 khai. B\u1eaft ngu\u1ed3n m\u1ecdi vi\u1ec7c b\u1eb1ng con tim c\u00f3 l\u1ebd s\u1ebd t\u00ecm ra \u00e1nh s\u00e1ng d\u1eabn \u0111\u01b0\u1eddng y\u00eau th\u01b0\u01a1ng. Kh\u00f4ng \u00edt th\u00ec nhi\u1ec1u, vi\u1ec7c g\u00ec ngh\u0129 \u0111\u1ebfn con tim \u0111i \u0111\u1ea7u. Khi \u0111\u00e3 kh\u1edfi s\u1ef1 t\u1eeb \u0111\u1ea7u b\u1eb1ng con tim th\u00ec s\u1ebd b\u1edbt \u0111i bu\u1ed3n b\u1ef1c, gi\u1eadn h\u1eddn vu v\u01a1, b\u1edbt \u0111i tranh ch\u1ea5p, t\u1ecb ganh trong l\u00f2ng, b\u1edbt \u0111i t\u1ed9i ch\u1ed1i, s\u00fac sanh m\u1ecdi \u0111i\u1ec1u. B\u1edbt \u0111i ganh gh\u00e9t lo\u00e0i ng\u01b0\u1eddi v\u1edbi nhau, b\u1edbt \u0111i h\u01a1n thua \u0111\u1ee7 \u0111i\u1ec1u, b\u1edbt \u0111i v\u00e0 b\u1edbt \u0111i th\u1eadt nhi\u1ec1u \u0111i\u1ec1u x\u1ea5u tr\u00ean m\u1ecdi ng\u01b0\u1eddi ch\u00fang ta.<\/p>\n

Qu\u1ea3 tim nh\u1ecf x\u00edu nh\u1eb9 nh\u00e0ng, nh\u01b0ng c\u00f3 \u1ea3nh h\u01b0\u1edfng l\u1edbn bi\u1ebft bao c\u00f5i l\u00f2ng, nh\u1eefng k\u1ebb ngu mu\u1ed9i ngu si c\u0169ng bi\u1ebft ch\u00e2n l\u00fd qu\u1ea3 tim t\u00ecnh ng\u01b0\u1eddi. C\u00e1ch \u0111\u00e2y kh\u00f4ng l\u00e2u, Cha \u0111\u00e3 cho vi\u1ebft, n\u00f3i v\u1ec1 t\u00ecnh y\u00eau c\u0169ng nh\u01b0 qu\u1ea3 tim Cha. N\u00f3i v\u1ec1 h\u00f4m nay, t\u01b0\u01a1ng t\u1ef1 nh\u01b0 nhau, t\u1eeb kh\u1edfi s\u1ef1 cho \u0111\u1ebfn h\u00f4m nay, v\u00e0 \u0111\u1ebfn khi t\u00e0n cu\u1ed9c th\u1ebf gian kh\u00f4ng c\u00f2n. Cha v\u1eabn m\u1ed9t m\u1ef1c kh\u00f4ng thay \u0111\u1ed5i l\u00f2ng. T\u00ecnh y\u00eau Ta \u0111em \u0111\u1ebfn th\u1ebf gian. T\u00ecnh y\u00eau Ta mang x\u00e1c th\u00e2n lo\u00e0i ng\u01b0\u1eddi. T\u00ecnh y\u00eau b\u1ecb lo\u00e0i ng\u01b0\u1eddi b\u1ecf r\u01a1i v\u00e0 gi\u1ebft treo tr\u00ean th\u1eadp t\u1ef1 gi\u00e1. T\u00ecnh y\u00eau khi\u1ebfn ta nh\u1ee5c nh\u00e3 , h\u1ed5 ng\u01b0\u01a1i, thi\u00ean h\u1ea1 ch\u1ebf di\u1ec5u b\u00f4i b\u00e1c \u0111\u1ee7 \u0111i\u1ec1u qua h\u00ecnh \u1ea3nh internet ng\u00e0y nay. Con ng\u01b0\u1eddi qu\u00e1 t\u1ef1 do l\u1ed9ng ng\u00f4n, ph\u1ea1m th\u01b0\u1ee3ng coi th\u01b0\u1eddng, kh\u00f4ng c\u00f2n bi\u1ebft \u0111\u1ebfn \u0110\u1ea5ng T\u1ea1o Th\u00e0nh, n\u00f3i chi \u0111\u1ebfn Ch\u00faa v\u1edbi Cha.<\/p>\n

Th\u1ebf gian h\u1ebft s\u1ee9c, sanh ra qu\u00e1 nhi\u1ec1u t\u1ed9i \u0111\u1ed3. M\u1ed9t ng\u00e0y kh\u00f4ng s\u1edbm x\u1ea3y ra , n\u1ebfu kh\u00f4ng s\u00e1m h\u1ed1i, con \u0111\u01b0\u1eddng n\u00e0o l\u00e0 ph\u1ea3i \u0111i v\u00ec th\u1ebf t\u00ecnh y\u00eau Ta m\u00e3i c\u1ee9 \u1edf \u0111\u00e2y. Th\u1ebf gian ng\u00e0y n\u00e0o th\u1ef1c h\u1ebft k\u1ebb \u00e1c t\u00e2m, ng\u00f4ng cu\u1ed3ng t\u1ef1 \u0111\u1ea1i? Ta v\u1eabn c\u00f2n ph\u1ea3i \u1edf \u0111\u00f3 \u0111\u1ec3 ch\u1edd \u0111\u1ee3i c\u00e1c con. Y\u00eau th\u01b0\u01a1ng Cha \u0111\u00e3 \u0111\u00f3ng m\u1ed9c r\u1ed3i, thu h\u00ecnh b\u00e9 nh\u1ecf trong c\u0103n nh\u00e0 t\u1ea1m kia m\u1ed7i ng\u00e0y ch\u1edd \u0111\u1ee3i h\u00ecnh b\u00f3ng ai. M\u1ecfi m\u1eaft tr\u00f4ng ng\u00f3ng b\u00f3ng ai m\u1ecbt m\u1edd, c\u00f4 \u0111\u01a1n m\u00e3i su\u1ed1t canh d\u00e0i. \u00cdt ra c\u00f3 s\u1ed1 \u0111\u1ebfn th\u0103m Ta th\u01b0\u1eddng xuy\u00ean, an \u1ee7i s\u1ed1 \u00edt v\u1eabn c\u00f2n.V\u00ec th\u1ebf Cha m\u00e3i ch\u1edd \u0111\u1ebfn ng\u00e0y h\u00f4m nay.<\/p>\n

T\u00ecnh y\u00eau Cha m\u00e3i lu\u00f4n d\u00e0nh qu\u1ea3 tim r\u01b0\u1edbm m\u00e1u, thoi th\u00f3p ch\u1edd \u0111\u1ee3i ch\u00fang con quay v\u1ec1. Con \u01a1i h\u00e3y \u0111\u1ebfn v\u1edbi Cha b\u1ecf \u0111i phi\u1ec1n mu\u1ed9n v\u00e2y quanh \u0111\u1eddi con, kh\u00f4ng ai c\u00f3 th\u1ec3 c\u1ee9u gi\u00fap con trong c\u1ea3nh \u0111\u1eddi oan nghi\u1ec7p, bi \u0111\u00e1t , hiu t\u1ecbch n\u00e0y; ch\u1ec9 c\u00f3 Cha, v\u1edbi Cha c\u00e1c con m\u1edbi t\u00ecm \u0111\u01b0\u1ee3c ngu\u1ed3n an \u1ee7i, hy v\u1ecdng, b\u00ecnh an, v\u00e0 th\u0103ng b\u1eb1ng, c\u00f3 cu\u1ed9c s\u1ed1ng hi\u1ec7n t\u1ea1i \u0111\u1eddi n\u00e0y v\u00e0 \u0111\u1eddi sau.<\/p>\n

Ch\u00e0o c\u00e1c con. Th\u01b0\u01a1ng c\u00e1c con th\u1eadt nhi\u1ec1u.<\/p>\n

Cha[:es]\u00bfQui\u00e9n puede entender mi coraz\u00f3n?<\/strong><\/p>\n

3 de septiembre de 2011<\/p>\n

Capilla de adoraci\u00f3n<\/p>\n

Lucia: Amado Padre, planeaba irme a casa, pero solo hay una persona en la capilla del Sant\u00edsimo Sacramento, as\u00ed que no podr\u00eda dejarte aqu\u00ed sola. Es muy triste y muy tranquilo. El silencio y la soledad lo hacen m\u00e1s triste y vac\u00edo. Lo siento mucho por ti, padre.<\/p>\n

Con un gran reino y una corte celestial con millones y miles de millones de \u00e1ngeles de rodillas, ador\u00e1ndote … Pero Padre, \u00bfpor qu\u00e9 no te quedaste all\u00ed? \u00bfPor qu\u00e9 viniste aqu\u00ed para estar con nosotros para sufrir as\u00ed? En ese peque\u00f1o tabern\u00e1culo, haci\u00e9ndote encajar en la peque\u00f1a Hostia, esperando ansiosamente todo el d\u00eda a esta persona, y luego a otra persona …<\/p>\n

Si alguien viene y se queda a hablar un rato, entonces tambi\u00e9n se van. Aquellos con las tristes historias de sus vidas que vienen para aliviar sus penas y pedir Tus bendiciones, tambi\u00e9n se van. Los que salen de la costumbre, se sientan con unos rosarios, tambi\u00e9n se van. Los que vienen a confiar cosas que no podr\u00edan decirle a nadie m\u00e1s, tambi\u00e9n se van. Los que vienen a buscar una manera de resolver sus problemas personales, tambi\u00e9n se van. Y los que todav\u00eda est\u00e1n sentados aqu\u00ed, roncan pac\u00edficamente.<\/p>\n

Muy pocas personas vienen aqu\u00ed, con un coraz\u00f3n que solo busca cosas celestiales, realmente separadas de todos los placeres terrenales, para buscarte de una manera sincera; buscarte pensando en ti y am\u00e1ndote con todo su coraz\u00f3n, con todas sus almas; pasar tiempo contigo, padre.<\/p>\n

Padre: Creo que es muy dif\u00edcil encontrar a esa persona, tal vez hay personas as\u00ed, pero es un n\u00famero tan peque\u00f1o que no vale la pena mencionarlo, y es por eso que Mi percepci\u00f3n es a\u00fan m\u00e1s profunda, y puedo ver claramente tu soledad llenando tu coraz\u00f3n, revoloteando inquieto en pena. \u00bfQui\u00e9n puede entender Mi Coraz\u00f3n?<\/p>\n

Aquellos que vinieron a visitarme, hablando y riendo, solo unos pocos sienten Mi presencia invisible en el Anfitri\u00f3n. Siempre me siento tan solo, pero \u00bfqu\u00e9 puedo decir? Solo puedo esperar a que la humanidad se sienta encantada por Mi Presencia, que est\u00e1 tan cerca de ti. Te necesito, hijos M\u00edos, para que me hables con tus corazones. Mi amor desbordante y desbordante, lo ver\u00e1s y sentir\u00e1s, con los ojos de la fe. Deja que la fe te gu\u00ede. Audazmente ven a buscarme. Dichoso el que me encuentra. Encontrar la verdadera salvaci\u00f3n es guiado por la fe.<\/p>\n

Oh hijos, mejoren su fe con sus propios corazones, porque sus corazones ya tienen el amor que molde\u00e9 en ustedes cuando los cre\u00e9. Si haces todo, arraigado en el amor, probablemente encontrar\u00e1s la luz gu\u00eda del amor. M\u00e1s o menos, en lo que sea que hagas, si comienzas primero pensando con tus corazones, liderando desde el principio con tus corazones, entonces habr\u00e1 menos tristeza, menos enojo, menos conflicto, menos envidia, menos mentira, menos odio el uno al otro , menos competencia y mucho menos maldad en todos y cada uno de ustedes.<\/p>\n

Peque\u00f1o coraz\u00f3n gentil, pero cu\u00e1n influyente, incluso los necios conocen la justicia de un coraz\u00f3n sincero, actuando con amor. No hace mucho tiempo, te hice escribir sobre el amor y mi coraz\u00f3n. Hablando de hoy, sigue siendo el mismo, desde el principio hasta el d\u00eda de hoy, y hasta que el mundo ya no exista, Mi amor no cambia. El amor que le doy al mundo. El amor que me hizo ser humano. El amor que me hizo abandonar y matar, colgado en la cruz. El amor que me hizo aceptar la humillaci\u00f3n y la verg\u00fcenza. La gente me ridiculiza en todo tipo de im\u00e1genes difamatorias a trav\u00e9s de Internet hoy. Los humanos son demasiado liberales en su blasfemia, desprecio, ya no reconocen a su Creador, y mucho menos a su Dios y Padre.<\/p>\n

Este mundo ha superado los pecados, uno de estos d\u00edas, pronto, si la humanidad no se arrepiente, \u00bfen qu\u00e9 camino van a estar? Es por eso que Mi amor siempre est\u00e1 aqu\u00ed. Cuando el mundo ya no tiene lo malicioso, lo extravagantemente orgulloso. Todav\u00eda estoy aqu\u00ed, esper\u00e1ndolos, ni\u00f1os. Amandote, me he hecho peque\u00f1o para caber en el Anfitri\u00f3n, prisionero en el tabern\u00e1culo, esperando todos los d\u00edas a que alguien venga. Mis ojos est\u00e1n cansados \u200b\u200bde esperar. Estoy tan solo, esperando en las largas horas. Al menos hay quienes me visitan con frecuencia, algunos me consuelan. Y hasta el d\u00eda de hoy, todav\u00eda estoy esperando.<\/p>\n

Mi amor por ti, a trav\u00e9s de Mi coraz\u00f3n sangriento, respira y espera que regreses a M\u00ed. Hija M\u00eda, regresa a M\u00ed, deja atr\u00e1s las penas que rodean tu vida, nadie puede ayudarte en esta vida injusta, tr\u00e1gica y solitaria; solo yo, tu padre, y conmigo encontrar\u00e1s consuelo, esperanza, paz y equilibrio para la vida en este mundo y en el pr\u00f3ximo.<\/p>\n

Adios hijos mios. Te quiero much\u00edsimo.<\/p>\n

Padre<\/p>\n

www.nrtte.net[:fr]Qui peut jamais comprendre mon c\u0153ur?<\/p>\n

3 septembre 2011<\/p>\n

Chapelle d’adoration<\/p>\n

Lucia:<\/strong><\/p>\n

P\u00e8re bien-aim\u00e9, j’avais pr\u00e9vu de rentrer chez moi mais il n’y a qu’une seule personne dans la chapelle du Saint-Sacrement, donc je ne pouvais pas te laisser ici par toi-m\u00eame. C’est trop triste et trop calme. Le silence et la solitude le rendent plus triste et vide. Je me sens tellement d\u00e9sol\u00e9 pour toi, P\u00e8re.<\/p>\n

Avec un immense royaume, et une cour c\u00e9leste avec des millions et des milliards d’anges \u00e0 genoux, Vous adorant – mais P\u00e8re, pourquoi n’\u00eates-vous pas rest\u00e9 l\u00e0-haut? Pourquoi es-tu venu ici pour \u00eatre avec nous pour souffrir comme \u00e7a? Dans ce petit tabernacle, vous vous ins\u00e9rant dans le petit h\u00f4te, attendant anxieusement toute la journ\u00e9e cette personne, puis une autre personne\u2026<\/p>\n

Si quelqu’un vient et reste pour parler un moment, il part \u00e9galement. Ceux qui ont les tristes histoires de leur vie venant se soulager de leurs peines et demander vos b\u00e9n\u00e9dictions, partent \u00e9galement. Ceux qui sortent de leur habitude, passent quelques chapelets, partent \u00e9galement. Ceux qui viennent confier des choses qu’ils ne pouvaient pas dire \u00e0 quelqu’un d’autre partent \u00e9galement. Ceux qui viennent trouver un moyen de r\u00e9soudre leurs probl\u00e8mes personnels s’en vont \u00e9galement. Et ceux qui sont toujours assis ici ronflent paisiblement.<\/p>\n

Tr\u00e8s peu de gens viennent ici, avec un c\u0153ur qui ne recherche que les choses c\u00e9lestes, r\u00e9ellement d\u00e9tach\u00e9es de tous les plaisirs terrestres, pour vous chercher de mani\u00e8re sinc\u00e8re; pour vous chercher; penser \u00e0 toi et t’aimer de tout leur c\u0153ur, de toute leur \u00e2me; passer du temps avec toi, P\u00e8re.<\/p>\n

P\u00e8re:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Je pense qu’il est tr\u00e8s difficile de trouver une telle personne, peut-\u00eatre qu’il y a des gens comme \u00e7a, mais c’est un si petit nombre que cela ne vaut pas la peine d’\u00eatre mentionn\u00e9, et c’est pourquoi ma perception est encore plus profonde, et je peux clairement voir votre solitude remplit votre c\u0153ur, s’agitant sans cesse de chagrin.<\/p>\n

\u00d4 qui pourra jamais comprendre Mon C\u0153ur?<\/p>\n

Ceux qui sont venus me rendre visite, parlant et riant, seuls quelques-uns ressentent ma pr\u00e9sence invisible dans l’h\u00f4te. Je me sens toujours si seul, mais que puis-je dire? Je ne peux qu’attendre que l’humanit\u00e9 soit charm\u00e9e par Ma Pr\u00e9sence, qui est si proche de vous. J’ai besoin de vous, mes enfants, pour me parler de votre c\u0153ur. Mon Amour \u00e9clatant et d\u00e9bordant, vous le verrez et le sentirez avec les yeux de la foi. Laissez la foi vous guider. Venez hardiment me chercher. Heureux celui qui me trouve. Trouver le vrai salut est guid\u00e9 par la foi.<\/p>\n

\u00d4 enfants, am\u00e9liorez votre foi avec vos propres c\u0153urs, car vos c\u0153urs ont d\u00e9j\u00e0 l’amour que j’ai moul\u00e9 en vous quand je vous ai cr\u00e9\u00e9s. Si vous faites tout, enracin\u00e9 dans l’amour, vous trouverez probablement la lumi\u00e8re directrice de l’amour. Plus ou moins, dans tout ce que vous faites, si vous commencez par penser d’abord avec votre c\u0153ur, alors il y aura moins de tristesse, moins de col\u00e8re, moins de conflits, moins d’envie, moins de mensonge, moins de haine les uns des autres, moins de comp\u00e9tition et beaucoup moins de mal en chacun de vous.<\/p>\n

Doux petit c\u0153ur, mais combien influent, m\u00eame les insens\u00e9s connaissent la justice d’un c\u0153ur sinc\u00e8re, agissant avec amour. Il n’y a pas si longtemps, je vous ai fait \u00e9crire sur l’amour et mon c\u0153ur. En parlant d’aujourd’hui, c’est toujours la m\u00eame chose, du d\u00e9but jusqu’\u00e0 ce jour, et jusqu’\u00e0 ce que le monde n’existe plus, Mon Amour ne change pas. L’amour que je donne au monde. L’amour qui m’a fait devenir humain. L’Amour qui m’avait abandonn\u00e9 et tu\u00e9, suspendu \u00e0 la croix. L’amour qui m’a fait accepter l’humiliation et la honte. Aujourd’hui, les gens me ridiculisent dans toutes sortes d’images diffamatoires. Les humains sont trop lib\u00e9raux dans leur blasph\u00e8me, leur m\u00e9pris, ils ne reconnaissent plus leur Cr\u00e9ateur, encore moins leur Dieu et P\u00e8re.<\/p>\n

Ce monde a d\u00e9pass\u00e9 dans les p\u00e9ch\u00e9s, un de ces jours, bient\u00f4t, si l’humanit\u00e9 ne se repent pas, quelle voie vont-ils emprunter? C’est pourquoi mon amour est toujours l\u00e0. Quand le monde n’a plus de m\u00e9chants, d’extravagants fiers. Je suis toujours l\u00e0, \u00e0 vous attendre, mes enfants. Je t’aime, je me suis fait petit pour tenir dans l’hostie, prisonnier dans le tabernacle, attendant chaque jour que quelqu’un vienne. Mes yeux sont \u00e9puis\u00e9s par l’attente. Je suis toujours si seule, attendant dans les longues heures. Au moins il y en a qui Me visitent fr\u00e9quemment, quelques-uns Me consolent. Et \u00e0 ce jour, j’attends toujours.<\/p>\n

Mon Amour pour vous, \u00e0 travers Mon C\u0153ur sanglant, respire et attend que vous reveniez \u00e0 Moi. Mon enfant, reviens \u00e0 Moi, laisse derri\u00e8re toi les douleurs qui entourent ta vie, personne ne peut t’aider dans cette vie injuste, tragique et solitaire; seulement Moi, votre P\u00e8re, et avec Moi vous trouverez le r\u00e9confort, l’esp\u00e9rance, la paix et l’\u00e9quilibre pour la vie dans ce monde et dans le prochain.<\/p>\n

Au revoir mes enfants. Je vous aime beaucoup.<\/p>\n

P\u00e8re<\/p>\n

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