GOD THE FATHER: THE LOVE FOR MY CREATURES; THE SHIP SAILS SOON

Look, Little One: a Father, anyone and more so a good father, and imagine the dimension of a Father that has created you, that you exist in his idea since always has, have, Little One, such a great Love for My Creatures (I see a quiet volcano smoking as if it were breathing and men in its slopes, also quiet), that you can’t even imagine. You are My Same Heart and you don’t know it, do not appraise it, and don’t treasure it. I, God the Father, yes, Little One, I could have dispensed of you, but it’s clear, that you not of Me, because simply you would not exist.

But in My Incommensurable Love I decided to create you because more and more creatures fit to be able to give them My Immense Love and to sustain and maintain them; I have not created you for My Pleasure, but for who gives receives the greatest pleasure in the simple act of Giving, that is how it is with you: Giving you to Me is the greatest, much, much more than what you treasure, or do you believe that it has value but it nothing, not even a gust.

Little One, these moments are terrible because they are going against the same reason and motive for which they were created, that was to Love and Be Loved by Me, Your Heavenly Father. They reject my immense love and that, Little One, harms and hurts My Immense Heart of the Father.

What father would not sell everything he owns to be able to save the life of one of his children? (Abba, it reminds me when my nephew had cancer and the family did not spare in helping, even I thought that if my parents would have had to sell their own home, they would have done so). In the same manner as you, who are bad, are capable to lose your house to be able to help one of your children; I, your Heavenly Father, am capable and I do it, of allowing that My House, meaning the platform of my feet but where My Beloved Heart lies to a great extent, be destroyed for Saving you: That is My Love. That it does not hurt Me to see My Creation convulsing and suffering, how you treat my small animals, It hurts Me, Little One, it Hurts Me.

I created them for food and your companionship, not for them to be mistreated in such horrible ways. (No, little one, I know that my little creatures that are your life companions, more than men, hurts you immensely but try to concentrate yourself in the theme I am telling you, don’t disperse on it.)

If I would have to undo My Earth and re-create it and with it, you would be able to understand what I am trying to tell you, I would do it; that it why I allow these so called catastrophes or natural disasters, in My eagerness to save you. I permit that parts of My Earth be destroyed so you can wake up from your lethargy.

My Beloved Daughter, My Beloved Tireless Pilgrim: The Holy Virgin Mary of Nazareth, keeps on touching hearts to take them to My Beloved Son Jesus Christ, but now there are few the ones that do not close the door almost with rudeness to My Perfect Creature. It’s not, Little One, that My patience has a top or limit, but that I have to respect my own Decrees and Laws, like the Free Will that I gave you. I, Little One, cannot give a gift and if you don’t do what I command, take it back. No, Little One, I can call you, seduce you in the love, but I cannot go against My Own Laws. Not even a king on earth that thinks he can do it, would do it. So I have to respect it.

You get annoyed, get furious because I don’t change, because I don’t adjust to your whims.

YOU ARE SPOILED AND MISBEHAVED! THAT YOU WANT TO DICTATE IN THE HOUSE OF YOUR FATHER AND THAT IS NOT POSSIBLE. WHAT FATHER, BETWEEN YOU, WOULD ALLOW WITHOUT SCOLDING, LURES, AND STRONG CALLS OF ATTENTION THAT HIS HOUSE BE DESTROYED OR DO WHATEVER THEY WANT, HURTING ONE ANOTHER AND LACKING RESPECT FOR THE FATHER.

If you that are so imperfect try, intend the best you can to respect a certain order, how do you expect that The Same Father of order and Creation doesn’t do it?

Have you by chance imagined what life would be like without the order I established?

These mechanisms that I have invented or created, you cannot stop them or modify them, even if you consider yourselves very wise. (Abba laughs of them.) Imagine that they want to rob your house, they take it by force, and you cannot throw them out. But later after the assault, Little One, they get angry because you didn’t bless them and see with good eyes what happened.

It’s ridiculous and impossible what they want: That in addition I bless the sin because My Laws bothers them and stings their consciences.

Instead of you changing to adjust humbly to My Laws: They want and pretend that I change My Eternal Laws! And they take this erroneous thought to the most aberrant extremes, like abortion, the games with the genetics, the wars. They want to exterminate all who are different from you; the rich and powerful, and annihilate my dark skin, black, and Asian people.

My love for you is incommensurable, but it’s even more so, for my children who need Me. The Father always protects more who needs it the most. All my races are equally loved by Me, not one more than the other: I don’t make silly distinctions, like you do, but, like any father of the earth, I unite myself more to those that want to be with Me, that Love Me, that Obey Me, that respond to My Calls and My Love.

And what I am to do with the brothers that keep millions kidnapped from My Love?

Should I leave them to continue indefinitely with their evilness…? Is that by chance an option for a just man between on? Condone evil?

No, My Little Ones, you have had sufficient time to change, if that is what you decide. You have all the means to know what and how to do it, and as if that wasn’t enough, there is My Beloved Daughter with her many apparitions and messages, and My Son begging you to enter into His Beloved and Safe Heart.

BUT YOU HAVE DECIDED NOT TO DO IT!, AND NOT BECAUSE YOU DON’T HOW, BECAUSE YOU DON’T WANT TO.

What am I to do about it? Ask yourself. You want me to say yes, that you go ahead with your malice and that I will look the other way, but I won’t do it. I cannot allow anymore that you keep on damaging My Children, abusing them, killing them, killing yourselves one another and destroying in the wombs of their mothers My most fragile and, therefore, beloved creatures.

Your levels of wickedness, instigated by the Evil one, are the most aberrant that have happened in this evil world that you have created. So, My Little One, if they want –with the use of their free will- to continue by the way of abuse, vanity, arrogance, indifference, and destruction, KNOW NOW THAT I WILL INTERVENE WITH A HARD HAND. If you still can, turn your faces to My Daughter, who will know how to guide you to the port of Salvation. But the ship sails soon, it’s like a small boat that picks up the ones left behind. Take it or stay to live what you yourselves have planted, and now I tell you: YOUR HARVEST IN GREAT MEASURE IS BITTER, BUT MY FRUIT IS SWEET. If you prefer the bitterness to wine stay where you are, if not: come, holding the hand of My Daughter!

We are ready to sail!

Are you coming on board?

Or are you staying…?

These are the last calls, ungrateful Children, and yet so loved by My Beloved Heart of Father of all men.