Message given to Larissa, the seer of Itapiranga in Manaus -AM, Brazil…
J - Come. I want to dictate to you: Prophesize My daughter, prophesize what I am telling you to the heart so that no man can say that he did not hear. I am at the door of your houses, generation. I am to a step of your rescue, open the door of your houses so that I can enter and rescue, therefore I say to you that days will come where they will lament for not having given Me recognition. I wish your heart and not your decorated words.
L - The world is worse each time, Lord. (Isabella thought about the case of the child deceased in São Paulo)
J - While in the streets people continue judging, the world will not be saved. While people do not to left their hearts of rock to bleed will not be peace. Peace I am. You will have peace when you find Me. Tell to My faithful that there is nothing to fear. I will go Myself in front of you and Will keep you away of all evil: Great tempests are near. The sea will cry out and the towers will fall. Babel, Babel, Babel to where your great power is going. They will destroy My vine, but they will not find grapes candies, bitter grapes is your sustenance. Your sons and your daughters will tremble, your faithful friend will be the night and your consolation my coasts. My sons and My daughters take shelter because I am arriving; which light in the middle of darkness thus will be the great day.
“The hot summer breeze of dunes of the desert is in the way of the capital of my town”