Thank you, my child Fernanda. I, your Jesus Christ, I am here, triumphant, triumphantly rejoicing entering Jerusalem as my children come with palms, a sign of peace and victory, singing, “Hosannah, hosannah, Son of God!” Yes, I was coming as my children were paying homage to the Son of God with respect, “Hosannah! Blessed is who comes in the name of the Lord!” Oh, the crowd were following me as I, the King of Israel, entered the city of Jerusalem. Oh, there was so much pomp on this special, unique day. I, your Jesus Christ, I was overjoyed, but I knew that soon, I would be handed over to the Jews to go through a painful Holy Week until Good Friday, my crucifixion, my martyrdom, to suffer and die for the salvation of humankind. Oh, I knew today, on Palm Sunday, that this joy wouldn’t last too long as I knew that soon I going to die like a lamb going to be slaughtered. My dear children, today you are still persecuting me with your words of disdain, of malice, ignoring my last call before being handed over to the Jews. My dear children stay with me, your Jesus, in prayer and fasting with reverence. There are many ways to fast, not only with food, but you can fast with dignity, doing good to others as if it were for me, for my honour and glory, to alleviate my pains with your generosity and sincerity of your heart, not offending me, with the intent to reconcile with the divine will of God. Amen.

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

[Fernanda] Thank you, my loving Jesus. Forgive me for my iniquities, my offenses against your Sacred Heart. Forgive my loved ones, my family and all your children. Amen. ♥♥♥♥ xxxx Beijinhos [1]. I love you. Sua bênção [2].

♥ Our heart from heaven. Amen.