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July 13, 2025 | Medjugorje, Bosnia

Oh… My child,

Once again, I come to you as a mother who cannot stop calling her children.

My heart is heavy, for many of you are walking paths that lead away from the light.

You chase after the things of the world, and yet your hearts remain empty.

My beloved child, why do you search for love where it cannot be found?

I am here, sent by the Most High, because His mercy still flows like a river, even for those who have turned away.

The world is growing darker — not only in war and violence but in the silence of hearts that have forgotten God.

Your homes no longer echo with prayer.

Your children are not taught to lift their eyes to Heaven.

And many of you live as if eternity is a tale, not a truth.

My Son is near.

He watches. He waits.

And He longs for your return — not tomorrow, but today.

Dear children, this is a time of grace, but also of decision.

I am not sent to frighten you, but to awaken you.

The enemy of peace wants to divide you, distract you, and destroy your faith.

But I am here to gather you under my mantle — if only you would say yes.

Pray with the heart, not with the mouth.

Fast with love, not with pride.

Confess your sins, for the soul must be clean to receive the light.

And most of all, forgive.

Forgive those who have hurt you, even if they do not ask.

Forgiveness is the key that unlocks your healing.

My child, I ask you to carry your cross, not with fear, but with trust.

My Son does not abandon those who suffer in His name.

He walks with you in the silence, in the sorrow, and in the waiting.

I speak now to mothers and fathers: Your children are watching you.

Show them faith not only with words, but with how you live. Let your homes be small churches — places of prayer, mercy, and peace.

Soon, there will be many signs.

But blessed are those who do not wait for signs and yet believe.

Blessed are those who take these words seriously, for they will be protected in the time of confusion.

I will remain with you.

My heart is open.

My arms are outstretched.

Come back to the path of holiness — it is narrow, yes, but it is full of light.

Pray. Pray. Pray.

And remember: You are not forgotten. You are deeply loved. And you are being called — not by force, but by love.

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