My little one, you, so little, delight My Heart because in your misery, you love Me and cry tears of repentance, of desire to love Me as I love you. This love of your heart that suffers to love Me, pleases Me, and blesses Me. This is why the MOC are My delight and joy. Persevere with Me gazing at Me in the monstrance, entering the mystery of My Eucharistic life, for this pleases Me. Read carefully the book I chose for you (What the Heart of Jesus Does and Says in the Tabernacle) because My MOC are My Marys on earth living in the cloister of My Mother’s Heart, one with My Mother of Sorrows, contemplating My love crucified, desiring with all your hearts to die with Me, as My Mother did, solely for love of Me and souls. Be who you are, My contemplatives of My love crucified, thanking Me continuously for the vast majority of souls who never thank Me, adoring Me for the multitudes that never give Me glory, crying with Me for the salvation of the world, for you are now living in the time of a great shift in the hearts of countless souls, for God who is love, mercy, and justice will act to save humanity from the grip of Satan’s destruction. Remain gazing at Me and giving Me thanks. Go in peace to love and minister to your family.