In the afternoon, Jesus spoke again:

My little one, you are living in the sorrows of the Man-God. I weep before the throne of our Father, for humanity has turned away from God. The justice of ABBA, Father, must come upon the world, for He is love. Can a father love his children without disciplining them? Justice and love are one. I cry, for the world will suffer greatly during the great shake-up. During My passion, some converted, and the majority remained in the hardness of their hearts. The same will take place again, yet the world is now being prepared for a new springtime—a time of peace in which God will be glorified by all nations. You, My little one, and the few victim souls united to Me and My Mother, are preparing the way for this springtime. Rejoice, My little one, for you have found favor with God.