"My precious little daughter. You console My grieving heart with your childlike ways. When you were hurting very deeply today you said to Me it's O.K., Jesus, don't hurt. I care about you. In your childlike way you gave yourself to Me in those moments. You were thinking of My pain and not your own. I tell you solemnly I cherish your prayers, little one. You are correct in saying My anger is mounting. My children, My lost, foolish children have ignored My mother and Me enough. And everyone I send, My children have ignored. Block My graces here and receive My punishment sooner. "My children have failed to demonstrate any faith, any trust and do not believe in our visits here. Let Me say this again, I do not appear like this anywhere else on earth. "The time has come for My Justice. My children do not believe in My Justice and they shall see My Justice. I call and I call and I call and My children do not respond. They do not come. "I call and I call and I call. They block their ears. "I am giving the greatest graces here outside of My Mass. Nowhere are My graces being poured forth like they are here. Where are My children? Where are My children at the Mass? Where are My children? I tell you, they are seeking their own selfish selves. How much I have tolerated. Everyone of My commandments violated, abandoned. Murder. Murder. Murder. "Murder is in their hearts. They murder the unborn. They murder the born. They murder the old. They murder the young. They murder the well. They murder the disabled. They slander My name, mock Me. Spit on Me. Throw My words away. My precious daughter, you see My suffering face. Look at Me. You see My love. My children, where have they gone? You are ready to speak My words and there is no one here to listen." Nancy said, "The suffering, I can hardly bear it." "I have given grave signs from heaven. Know they are grave signs. Nancy, I told you I prefer My children to come back to Me in love." "The suffering in your face is immense. It is as great as I've seen it", said Nancy.