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Message from Our Lady of America to Sr. Mary Ephrem

Excerpts from Our Lady's address during her visit on the Feast of the Immaculate Heart, August 22, 1957 [old liturgical calendar]

“My heart, my Immaculate Heart, is the channel through which the graces of the Sacred Heart are given to men.

“O my sweet child, time passes and with it wasted graces and constant refusals on the part of man to co-operate with me in the accomplishment of the Divine Will for his own sanctification and salvation.

"What am I to do, child of my heart, when my children turn from me? The false peace of this world lures them and in the end will destroy them. They think they have done enough in consecrating themselves to my Immaculate Heart. It is not enough. That which I ask for and is most important many have not given me. What I ask, have asked, and will continue to ask is reformation of life. There must be sanctification from within. I will work my miracles of grace only in those who ask for them and empty their souls of the love and attachment to sin and all that is displeasing to my Son. Souls who cling to sin cannot have their hands free to receive the treasures of grace that I hold out to them.

"Behold, my small one, so tenderly loved by your Mother, behold then my Heart pierced by a cruel sword! Oh, what grief my children have caused me! “My humble one, my small flower, we must have more souls who love, love unselfishly and without reserve. Who does anything who does not love?

"I wish to gather about me, my tender child, soldier and valiant bearer of the torch, an army of brave lovers, who as my torchbearers will enkindle the fire of Divine Love in the souls of men. Only those who are strong in love can become my soldiers to bear aloft, not the sword of destruction, but the sword of fire, the flaming torch of Divine Charity.

“My poor child, you have suffered much, but do not fear. Take courage, for soon a haven of rest will be given you – not a refuge from suffering and pain, but a nest of solitude for the little white dove, so dear to me and the Heart of my Son.

"Patience, sweet child! The Will of the Father must be dearer to you than all else. This is the lesson every soul desiring intimate union with my Son must strive to learn.

“This is enough now, small one. Other duties call you. Go in peace.” In the afternoon of the same day I received this directive from Our Lady: “Go to the Bishop. Tell him of the desires of my Heart. He will help you."


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