WOMEN WILL NOT DRESS AS MEN

Jesus: "I refuse any soul the privilege of being with My Mother unless properly attired. Women will not dress as men in Her presence, nor will women condone the attire during their earthly existence. Can you not sacrifice for Me? Better the abuse of the flesh than the fire to the soul.

"My Mother is much grieved that Her messages are not read with care. Heed the message of September 7, 1970 and Fatima 1917. I will not dispense any longer My graces to arrogant or prideful man that will not listen.

"It will be your duty, My child, to chase these interlopers from My Mother's sacred grounds. I will not gather souls at the expense of My Mother's anguished heart or respect. Please heed this warning!"

[The Eternal Father then spoke to Veronica:]

Eternal Father: "Pray! Pray, My children. Many prayers are needed. Our Vicar is suffering greatly.

"The time has come to take precautions against the evil force that has enshrouded the earth, through prayer and a constant vigilance.

FOREVER A DAY OF SELF-DENIAL

"Friday must be a day of self-denial now and forever more! It has been written as a fast day.

[In a booklet produced at the time, this undated message followed the one above:]

WARNING FROM ETERNAL FATHER

"Woe to evil man! My hand will fall heavy upon them. Do they no longer consult the Holy Spirit or guide by pure faith. Woe to man that seeks the well-being of the body! I shall strike them with a sword that shall cut them asunder from My Kingdom! I shall not gather the tears of My Son to save them from falling on an ungrateful world. I have created, and I can destroy. Heed Me now! The final curtain has been rung down.

"My beloved little children that have remained true to Me, weep not. I gather you close to My bosom, into the light of My Kingdom. Disturb not your soul with the discord of ungrateful man. I know My own, but I am long-suffering.

"My Son has shed His Blood on an unworthy generation. Heed My word; you have called down My wrath! I have called upon you for atonement—to be turned away. You will answer to your Father, and I shall spit you out as venom from the flames.

"Sanctus sanctus benedictio!" (The chalice raised in blessing.)

Notes from Veronica:

Intellectual Pride

Intellectual pride is objectively a more formidable barrier to God's graces than is pagan licentiousness. Once this barrier of pride is removed—only through complete self-reversal and great pain—God will plant the seeds, not only of conversion but of sanctity.

Gemma Galgani

A young martyr of the Blessed Sacrament, Gemma Galgani was given the stigmata. She led her life as one long Lent, to restore the balance, as it were, for other Lents now being abused or neglected by less worthy men.

     In her life there is a diverse warning that He is not too well pleased by the manner in which others, who sign themselves as His faithful, help expiate for their own sins, especially during the forty-day period so sacredly set aside for this purpose.

     Modern man has forgotten, or more precisely, would prefer not to remember her, Gemma, because they would resent her tragic, all too real intrusion into his escapist world of papier-mache-made delights and irresponsible flings.

     Gemma, as a victim soul, made up for the many who had cast aside the Lenten season from their hearts and lives.

Prayer of St. Martin of Tours for all Priests

Son of God most high, have mercy on Thy servant, a miserable sinner. Release me from the sins that have grown up in my heart, which are implanted in my polluted soul. O Savior, Jesus, grant that hereafter I may behold Thy divine glory!

Prayers of Veronica

Eternal Father, through the merits of Your Son, Jesus, we invoke you to send Saint Michael to defend us against satan. Cast out all evil spirits that may seek to enter our hearts and minds. Amen.

Most holy Son of God, protect us.

Michael, our dear guardian, through the love of our most beloved Father for a lowly sinner, protect us now and through the mission ahead, against the attacks of satan and his wretched henchmen that are set amongst us to carry out a devious plan against all Heaven, and bring tears to the heart of our beloved Queen of Heaven.

I love you, Father. I surrender my heart to the most wonderful Spouse, the Lord of all creation and most worthy of the name Beloved.

O Sacred Heart of Jesus, may I place my heart in Your protecting hand. I am but a weak soul, unable to cleanse myself but for a short duration of this stigma of sin. In Your protective and loving hands, I will surrender to the glory of the light that will protect this weak soul from entrance by satan and his ogres.

The Eternal Father rests on Sunday.

Loving Jesus, how I long to call on You, but how can I do this, knowing that the burden of this world's sins You have carried with You the other six days. I long to hear Your voice, that secret voice of love, sent on the wind of instant transport, to be absorbed by the thirsting heart of this soul that has dried up, a shriveled, miserable wretch, from the pollution of sin.

Cleanse me, dearest Father, as I wish to come to You as a spotless sacrifice, in reparation for the many offenses to You and the Blessed Trinity, with the shining glory of Heaven, Mary, our Mother.

The Eternal Father calls the soul "heart."

I give You my heart, dearest Father. Do with me as You will.

[From Veronica's papers, dated February 28, 1971.]