Wednesday, May 31, 1995

Message from Our Lord to Edson Glauber

Without me you can do nothing. Prayer. I give you my Peace!

I was praying at the house of some friends of mine a thousand Hail Marys. I was praying for my father. Today is the third day he is missing. My heart is really without any light. I feel like in a deep abyss, in a great darkness of the soul. I pray to the Virgin and to Jesus, but I get no answer. It seems as if they have gone away for these days. I know that everything is a trial and I make it my purpose, even in the thickest darkness, to always be faithful to them and to follow them whatever the cost. I offer all this for the victory of God in the Amazon, asking for all the people who must one day go to Itapiranga, that they may be converted and open their hearts to God.

O Lord, hear my afflicted prayer. My soul is broken into a thousand pieces. Why do you not hear me and hide the light of your face? What can I do and suffer to be able to see your lovely face again? Give me, O Lord, your light!

I was saying these words when I heard the voice of Jesus who gave me the above message.

At night I was praying with my mother. During the prayer, my mother saw Our Lady with my father. She had my father's body between her arms. Our Lady was embracing him. My father was lying on the ground. My mother started crying thinking he was dead, but I felt in my heart that he was okay and I told my mother to have faith and to trust in the protection of the Virgin and her help as a mother, that she was protecting him and taking care of him.

My mother was reassured and we finished the prayer. At dawn on 01/06/95, around 05:00, my mother prayed. During the prayer she had a vision of my father, who was coming home rounding the corner of the street, driving his car. My mother immediately went to the door of the house and my father honked his horn asking, as he always did, for the gate to be opened. My mother shouted calling us: Your father is back! Your father is back! He is here! I immediately got up and told my mother not to say anything and not to ask him anything about what had happened, but to welcome him with love and care. My father was very upset and all dirty. We didn't say anything about what had happened. We welcomed him with love and with our hearts full of joy that he was back home. How happy I was to see him. God, during these three days of trials that my mother, brothers and I went through made me for the first time have a great love for my father and made me see how important he is in my life.

Thank you Lord, for bringing my father back home. How grateful I am to you, O my Jesus. Thank you so much Virgin Mother, St. Joseph and all the Angels and Saints of God. My family is yours Lord and all that we have and all that we are belongs to you. Take care of us, for we are yours. Amen!