Thank you, my daughter, for sitting with me, your Jesus Christ, my Father God, the Holy Spirit and my Blessed Mother Mary.

My little one, I, your Jesus, I am here to concretise our dialogue, conversation, about my passion. Yes, I underwent excruciating, extreme pains. I was scourged at the pillar – the rod with huge nails. As they scourged me, the rod was coming through my skin, my flesh – my bones, my ribs, they couldn’t count them. Oh, the imundície [1] that they applied to my mouth is too difficult for my children to understand. Oh, this is some part of my fifteen secret pains.

I couldn’t carry on with the heavy cross. I fell three times – they forced me to get up. Oh, my dear children, as I looked at each one of you, I regained my strength. I carried it until the end for the love of you all. They summoned Simon of Cyrene to help to carry the cross, just for a while. I had to carry it until the end. See my children, in your lives, there are always trials and tribulations, hardships. Each one of you has a cross to carry, as I carried mine, for a purpose. I also had a purpose to carry my cross. Take it with love as I did it with love for you. Pray always. Trust in me, your Jesus Christ. I will alleviate your cross. Do not despair or become despondent. With me, your Jesus Christ, at your side, you will be victorious at the end of your rocky road. Oh, the reward is in heaven one day, for eternity.

They nailed me to a cross with huge nails beyond your comprehension. I was up on the cross with two thieves – one on my right and one on my left. Oh, I didn’t commit any crime, but I was with them. Before my last breath upon the cross, I was thirsty and they gave me vinegar, hyssop, with a sponge. My dear children, I was thirsty for your salvation, for the salvation of souls.

Upon the cross, I said, “Father, forgive them, they don’t know what they are doing.” My dear children, follow my example: forgive, forgive, forgive. Love one another as I loved my enemies and each one of you. Time is running out. Let go of the past. Focus upon me, your Jesus. Don’t hold onto petty things of this world.

My child, I expired at 3pm on Good Friday. My Blessed Mother, Our Lady of Sorrows, stood at the foot of the cross to receive her Son Jesus of Nazareth in her loving arms, her Son’s lifeless body. St John the Apostle and some faithful women stood there, crying to see the agony that I underwent and my lifeless body taken down from the cross. All was consummated, amen, according to the Scriptures and my Father’s will. Amen.

I give you my peace, my peace I give you, your loved ones and all my children.

[Fernanda] Thank you, my loving Jesus Christ. I glorify your holy name. Thank you is not enough words to my Saviour for the sacrifice, unconditional love towards us your children, to save us all. I love you. Sua bênção [2].

Thank you, my Petal, for your appreciation. Amen.

[Fernanda] ♥♥♥♥ xxxx Beijinhos [3].

♥ Our heart from heaven. Amen.