The Blood which My Wounds still pour out expresses the pain that the world still causes Me by its acts, decisions and mistakes. This is proportional to the Blood poured out by My Hands, Feet and Side.
Who shall relieve Me and heal Me?
It is true that I do not need perfect souls, but good souls, no matter how many defects they may have.
What the world makes me feel everyday is very big although, in truth, there is no remedy that can heal Me.
Therefore, it is through My servants that I sustain Myself completely in order to take My Work of Love and of Redemption forward.
I need this Blood, which My Wounds pour out today, to be collected by the container of your prayers and supplications, thus the inner relief will come to all.
I encourage you to share My suffering and to make it part of you so that, within this cycle, Mercy can descend and act in all souls.
May My Sacrifice, that which I once lived, be remembered all the time so that the world does not lose peace.
I thank you for keeping My Words in your heart!
Who blesses you,
Your Master, Christ Jesus