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OUR LADY OF LA SALETTE


"Come, my children, fear not, I am here to tell you something of the greatest importance."

"If my people do not wish to submit themselves, I will br forced to let go of the hand of my Son. It is so heavy, so pressing that I can no longer restrain it.

I have suffered all the time for the rest of you! If you do not wish my Son to abandon you, I must take it upon myself to pray for this continually. And the rest of you think little of this. In vain you will pray, in vain you will act, you will never be able to make up for the troubles I have taken over for the rest of you.

I gave you six days to work, I kept the seventh for myself, and no one wishes to grant it to me. This is what weighs down the arm of my Son so much.

Those who drive carts cannot speak without putting the name of my Son in the middle.

These are the two things which weigh down the arm of my Son so much. If the harvest is spoiled, it is only because of the rest of you. I made you see this last year with the potatoes, you took little account of this. It was quite the opposite when you found bad potatoes, you swore oaths, and you included the name of my Son. They will continue to go bad, at Christmas there will be none left."

"You do not understand, my children. I will tell it to you another way.

If the harvest is spoiled, it is your own fault. I made you see this last year with the potatoes. You took little account of this. It was quite the opposite when you found bas potatoes, you swore oaths, and you included the name of my Son. They will continue to go bad, at Christmas there will be none left.

If you have corn, you must not sow it. The beasts will eat all that you sow. And all that grows will fall to dust when you thresh it. A great famine will come. Before the famine comes, children under the age of seven will begin to tremble and will die in the arms of those who hold them. The others will do penance through hunger. The walnuts will go bad, the grapes will become rotten."

If people are converted, the rocks will become piles of wheat, and it will be found that the potatoes have sown themselves.

Do you say your prayers well, my children? Ah, my children, it is very important to say them at night and in the morning. When you don't have time, at least say an Our Father and a Hail Mary. And wehn you can, say more.

Only a few rather old women go to Mass in the summer. All the rest work every Sunday, throughout the summer. And in winter, when they don't know what to do with themselves, they go to Maass only to poke fun at religion. During Lent they flock to the butcher shops, like dogs.

My children, you will make this known to all my people. You will make this known to all my people.

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