As I was posting, just after that, I did a few tasks in my house, prepared a
dinner and turned on the television set. It was already switched to
Telelatino that was transmitting in Spanish. I saw some kind of celebration
of girls, some kind of beauty contest and then I saw this girl dressed in
blue and crying while fireworks were going on in the sky.
Mother is just like that. She is pouring tears every day. Oh! How many times
we were rescued from falling into that dangerous pit. There is light in that
pit as well, but how scary it is and how difficult it is to come out of it.
So, when you walk and you don't fall into it you can count on her to keep
the fragile ground from collapsing.
Hail Mary! Grace and honor and love be with you. May all of the Angels bring
gifts of glory to you. May the Angels make up for what the world is not yet
doing for you.
John.
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