Friday, January 27, 2023
Bruno Cornacchiola is the seer of the apparitions of the Blessed Virgin at Tre Fontane. Her first appearance to him was on April 12, 1947, when she announced that she is the Virgin of the Revelation. Tre Fontane lies just outside of Rome, and is the site of the martyrdom of the Apostle St. Paul.
As happens often to seers, the Blessed Virgin continued to appear to him throughout his life, until his passing in 2001.
The author Saverio Gaeta had full access to all of his papers and writings, and reported many significant episodes and further revelations to Bruno is his book, Il Vegente, from which the following is taken. On March 12, 1983, Bruno wrote down these words of the Blessed Virgin:
“Love one another. It is time for real love, so that you may avoid a great environmental disaster: a war that is more powerful and more destructive than the two last world wars. His Holiness has to go as a repentant pilgrim to the Tre Fontane grotto and ask the political and religious authorities of the whole world to consecrate all the nations to my Immaculate Heart of a Mother. This will be the last opportunity that the mercy of God sends you out of His patient love. Danger is on your doorstep, an atomic war....and if you do not heed my words and do what I say, the result will be inevitable. Men who are reckless, irresponsible and proudly full of satanic arrogance want the whole world to be in their hands. They never think of the Heavenly Kingdom. How much effort goes into achieving peace; but they do not prepare for peace, in fact, without the least caution they prepare for destruction. I am talking to all of you...atomic weapons are ready to be used, men without any form of conscience are threatening to use them and this danger is much closer than you think.”
Our Lady's appeal continued:
“I have been trying to warn you for many years but you are not listening to me. My Son, however, by an act of mercy is still leaving you (because of my own intervention) a period of time for you to reflect in your conscience. The radioactive rain will pollute everything, from the plants to the water and from the animals to man. That is why you must reflect because it can be avoided, as I already told you on 12 April 1947, and also on other occasions in years gone by. The atmosphere itself will burn everything that is still left behind and you will not be able to breathe. You may call it the apocalypse, but it is actually a revelation that will come to pass if you do not convert. You will continue to be more and more exposed to physical and spiritual dangers which mean mortal danger for your soul, your spirit and your body. And you certainly won't find salvation in a bunker.
That is why I urge you to instead seek refuge within the Church, which is my child, created by my Son for the salvation of all the world; but you must do acts of true penance and stay away from sins of the flesh. Detach yourselves from the world and sanctify yourselves with holy things. Pray, my children, pray with faith and you will be saved from satin’s hell that has come among you. It is with a Mother's love that I am asking you, so please listen to me!”
The Doomsday Clock moves to 90 seconds to midnight, signaling more peril than ever
updates critical medicines list for radiological and nuclear
Ukraine war: Zelenskyy 'not interested' in meeting 'nobody' Putin for peace talks
Do not just wait for divine intervention, Our Prayers are the Divine Intervention!
Oh Mary conceived without sin, pray for us who have recourse to thee.
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Wednesday, January 25, 2023
The Blessed Virgin Mary said to Maria Valtorta:
« If My presence [at the Visitation] had sanctified the Baptist, it did not nullify for Elizabeth the sentence against Eve. “You shall give birth to your children in pain” the Eternal Father had said. Only I, because I was without stain, and I had not had any human copulation, was exempted from generating with pain. Sadness and pain are fruits of fault. I, Who was the Innocent One, had to know also sorrow and sadness, because I was the Co-Redeemer. But I did not know the torture of generating. No. I did not know that torture.
But believe Me, daughter, that there never was, and never will be a torture of puerpery [childbirth] like Mine as the Martyr of a spiritual Maternity, which was accomplished on the hardest of beds, the bed of My cross, at the foot of the scaffold of My dying Son. Which mother is compelled to generate thus? To blend the torture of Her bowels […] because of the death rattle of Her dying Creature, with the torture which tears Her bowels apart in the strain of overcoming the horror of having to say: “I love you, come to Me Who am your Mother” to each murderer of Her Son, born of the most sublime love that Heaven ever saw, of the love of a God with a virgin, of the kiss of Fire, of the embrace of Light which became Flesh, and made the womb of a woman the Tabernacle of God?
“How much pain to be a mother!” says Elizabeth. So much! But nothing when compared to Mine. “Let me press my hands on Your belly.” Oh, if you always asked Me for that when you suffer! I am the Eternal Bearer of Jesus. He is in My womb [...] like the Host in the monstrance. Who comes to Me, finds Him. Who leans on Me, touches Him. Who addresses Me, speaks to Him. I am His Dress. He is My Soul. My Son is united to His Mother more, much more now, than He was in the nine months that He was in My womb.
And every pain is appeased, every hope flourishes and every grace flows for those who come to Me and rest their heads against My bosom. I pray for you. Remember that. The beatitude of being in Heaven, living in the ray of God, does not cause Me to forget My children who are suffering on the earth. And I pray. And all Heaven prays, because Heaven loves.
Heaven is living charity. And Charity has mercy on you. But even if I were all by Myself, My prayer would be sufficient for the needs of those who hope in God. Because I never stop praying for you all, for the holy and the wicked, to give joy to the holy, to give repentance to the wicked that they might be saved. Come, come, o children of My sorrow. I am waiting for you at the foot of the Cross to grant you graces. »
From Maria Valtorta’s The Poem of the Man-God, Volume One, chapter 23, “The Birth of the Baptist.” The new edition of this book is titled The Gospel as Revealed to Me.
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