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Letters of God: Summer 2007

INTRODUCTION

H. E. Mons. Claudio Gatti, Bishop ordained by God, and the visionary Marisa Rossi have given us a great new gift: they have authorized the publication of meetings and talks they have had with God the Father, with Jesus and with Our Lady during summer 2007.
In these letters of God, it clearly appears the love and compassion of our heavenly interlocutors and the affection and confidence of our earthly interlocutors.
Whoever will read these writings with simplicity will receive a strong thrust to learn to deal with God as Daddy, Jesus as Brother and the Mother of the Eucharist as Mummy.

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Alba Adriatica (Teramo), 8th July 2007 - h. 6:33 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - How can you think I do not want to see you? Are you going to take away some tiredness from me? I am quite tired… The others are always sleeping, here we say: "The early bird catches the worm".
Our Lady - My dear children, it is a long time since I came and talked to you; did somebody miss me?
Bishop - Sure we did!
Our Lady - I have always come, I have never forsaken you, I too have felt the desire to meet and talk to you.
Marisa - But we have also called you last night and we have said a lot of prayers.
Our Lady - I just wanted to joke with you a little. Your mission ended sometime ago, but God the Father is still asking and soliciting your help. I, the Mother of the Eucharist, am with the Holy Father, not with that Holy Father. Pray for everybody, even if they do not deserve it, if they are not in a state of grace, if they are not in order. It is your duty to pray for the others, to help the others, and today more than ever pray above all for the sick people: for those in the community and those outside the community. You know some of the sick people because they say it, others you do not know because they do not talk and accept the suffering in silence: pray for these people. You, Excellency, have little Marisa, to pray a lot, a lot, a lot, for. God loves little Marisa and He wants her with Him, and wants you to help her. It is hard to put in practice what God says, but you know how to do it. Pray for those people on holiday. It is right for them to go on holiday, it is right for their children to enjoy the sun, the sea and the mountain. Excellency, you manage to have a bath, but your sister doesn't succeed in doing anything and when sometime she bursts off about some right things, do not reproach her; she is one hundred per cent a tried woman, a woman called by God to help the neighbor. The spiritual help has to be even offered by Iolanda, by Lorenza and by many other sick people who are not feeling well. Do not let yourselves go, you are strong, love Daddy God, love me, Mother of the Eucharist and love your neighbor. You have to be stronger and accept the suffering that, at times, makes you lose your head and your peace because the pains are so strong. When I used to cross the roads in Judea and Galilee with my Jesus, we often spoke about the sick people God would have healed. We often spoke about his apostles; not all of them were feeling well. Do not believe that their life was easy. I beg you to put into practice what God the Father says to you and love your neighbor. Thank you, if you will listen and put into practice what I have said to you.
Marisa - I, Marisa, wanted to ask you to give me some voice, for you took back the one I had.
Our Lady - All right. With my holy Bishop I bless you all, your dear ones and your sacred articles. I bless all your children: those far away and those who are near. I bless you all and I hold you tight in my heart. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. Praised be Jesus Christ. Bye-bye, little Marisa, bye-bye all.
Marisa - first she was on that tree, then she has come down, almost to our height.

Alba Adriatica (Teramo), 13th July 2007 - h. 7:34 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - We really feel alone, we require your help, Mummy, little dear Mummy, come to our rescue. This last day has been very hard. When we will go to the mountains, are you going to be next to us together with Jesus? If you can, send God too.
Our Lady - My daughter, we have been coming many times, but you would not feel our presence. Daddy God and Jesus have come around, I and grandmother Iolanda have come, at times we have brought also grandmother Speranza and aunt Anna. When you really feel down, you do not realize we are present, but we have been coming all the time. Everything you have said this morning has made us really suffer.
Marisa - We too have suffered, for we want to feel you near us, we need you, we are alone, we have neither a priest, nor a nun, we have these young fellows who are fond of us and help us. What must I say?
Bishop - They are generous fellows.
Marisa - I beg your pardon, little Madonna. These generous fellows are doing their best to help us. I beg you, send some more of them to help, even when we will be back in Rome. I wanted to ask you: why don't let me breathe better so I may talk with you and sing? I have no voice, it is totally gone. When I hear the others sing, and I am unable to sing, I have a lump in my throat.
Our Lady - Well, now let's pray all together. Our Father… Glory… Hail Maria…
Marisa - Our Lady of Lourdes, pray for us. Our Lady of Fatima, pray for us. Mother of the Eucharist, pray for us, for your children, and help us.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, I would like you all to recite, calmly, the Holy Rosary.
Marisa - Yes, yes, we always recite it, I promise. Bye-bye, bye-bye, mummy. Excellency, my mummy is blowing you a kiss.
Bishop - She is Our Lady, isn't she?
Marisa - My Mummy is more of a woman, Our Lady is more holy… what do I know about it.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 15th July 2007 - h. 1:37 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - My dear children, I am coming to be with you, next to you, in this very important feast. Thirty-six years have gone by since you first met, Thirty-six years of suffering and sacrifice, but with joy too. You must know that God, for the two of you, is preparing a feast in a celestial way, as it is celebrated in Heaven. Our wishes from all of the Heaven go first of all to the Bishop, for his episcopacy, for his birthday, for Thirty-six years of bitter, hard and difficult life, which have given him a lot of suffering, but plenty joy too. My two angels, together you have saved many souls. Do not think: "Are we interested in it? We are interested to save our soul". But your soul is already saved, the other souls need your suffering. My dear children, keep on standing next to the Bishop, and help him as you are able to and as much as you can. I know, it is quite difficult, for he is alone, for he has got nobody at his side. God often speaks about his loneliness and about sending him some priests, but we have not seen none of them, as yet. Some bishops and priests have already been prepared and ordained to work with him, but I, the Mother of the Eucharist, would be happy even if three or four priests were next to him to help him so he would not feel alone; this will happen. God has made many promises and, humanly speaking, it seems that everything He has promised is getting further away. Why? It is not known, but I am sure that even if they are getting further away, they will continue on their path in order to arrive where God wants. The fact that little Marisa is not sleeping, is breathing badly, is aching everywhere, has nothing to do with what God has promised to the Bishop. You are a suffering soul. She no longer has the visible stigmata, but she has the invisible ones which are more painful. She also has some strong natural pains. A lot of people have natural pains. Then what do you want to do? Forsake everything? Leave everything? No, Excellency, you cannot leave everything. When you will be back in Rome, you will start again at your job, your Episcopal ministry and, if God will send you some priests, we hope they are good and holy. At the moment all of the Heaven is getting near, before everybody there is grandmother Iolanda, the person who loves you greatly and cries often for you. The angels and saints have come to give you their wishes for the Thirty-six years of your long common life and for your mission. All together let's now shout: "Our wishes to you, Excellency, our wishes to you, little Marisa". Have no doubt about God, His time will come. My dear little children, dedicate this day to your Bishop, pray for him, he is so much in need of it, for he is collapsing, physically and morally. I beg you to be near him and help him always. I, together with my holy Bishop and all the priests of Heaven, bless you, I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover with my maternal mantle. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit. Look gently higher up, at the end of the mountain. Who is there?
Marisa - She is there, stylized, she is really beautiful. Look between these two interwoven branches, she is in the middle, surrounded by all the angels and saints. Have you understood where?
Bishop - Yes, but I do not see anything.
Marisa - Do you see those two branches?
Bishop - The first two?
Marisa - Yes, in the middle, up there, at the end of the mountain, there is our little Madonna stylized.
Chiara - Between those two branches?
Marisa - Yes, have you understood? If you see her, good for you, if you do not see her, bad for you. Pray, pray, pray, for the time to see her is coming.
Bishop - Is it where that dark thing is?
Marisa - No, it is clear, not dark. Good man, there in the middle, yes. But you have to look up, on the top of the mountain.
Chiara - On the green or in the sky?
Marisa - It is starting on the green and goes on to the sky.
Bishop - Now I see her. She is evanescent.
Marisa - I recognize Don Enrico, Fatina, my mummy, aunt Anna, my grandmother and then all the young people, the boys and children who died at a tender age. There is Tommaso, the baby is before Our Lady.
Bishop - Are there our little nephews?
Marisa - Our nephews are there and the little black boys I brought with me in Heaven are there too.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 16th July 2007 - h. 7:46 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - You must not lay the blame on anybody, I have told you that God will do what He has promised. You will say: "But when will this moment come? When will all this fight be over and what about this God's talking, where He says one thing and then He does another one?"
Marisa - Little Madonna, I have cried much, I have suffered much, as the others did, and I was undecided whether to go on doing what we have been doing up to now. By now it is thirty-six years that the two of us continue to cross this road of sacrifice, of suffering. You have come because we have recited the Holy Rosary; I am not hiding that I have recited it for the Bishop. He has said to me: "Say the Rosary, Marisa", and I, in the first moment, have said no, then I have recited it. We have prayed before your statue. Yes, I see you, surrounded by light. We do not know what else to do, whether to go on celebrating the H. Mass, or to pray or what to say to the people.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, you have to attend the H. Mass. The H. Mass is to be celebrated; everybody must celebrate or listen to the H. Mass and you have to be the first. I understand your venting, I know everything that has happened, I have respected your weeping. I would have acted as you did, I would have behaved as you did, but do not neglect the H. Mass, for God's sake! Never let it be said that persons as you are, as you and the Bishop, neglect the H. Mass.
Marisa - Listen, I do not know what the Bishop will do, for we have not spoken about it, however, talking between the two of us, his leg has been pulled and quite a lot; first you told him one thing and then you have done another. God has ordered him Bishop to do what? What does this man do? You say it. Can you explain me what he is doing? He looks after me, he takes care of me, he guards me. Is this his job? Let me say it, as we all think in the same way. He does it gladly, for he is fond of me, for he is a good soul, for he is a holy soul, but is this his Episcopal ministry? Is this what God wanted?
Our Lady - No, little Marisa, do not say that; to understand God is not easy.
Marisa - If to understand God is not easy, why must we obey Him? Why must we do everything He says? We have always done whatever he said, we have obeyed every command, but we would never have imagined to reach this situation. I cannot stand up any longer, I can no longer walk on my own, I need everything, and everybody has to help me because on my own I cannot make or strip the bed, to have a wash, to change a dress, to cook something to eat and attend all the other human chores, this doesn't look nice to me. But, I say it again today, if God thus decided, His will be done. Sure, I don't agree. Why every so often He allows me to see so much light with the color changing all the time?
Our Lady - My darling, I, my beloved bridegroom, your mummy and some saints, are before you.
Marisa - Why are you not answering what I asked?
Our Lady - I find myself in your same situation. God does everything, God commands, god decides, I can only say again: "Do not skip the H. Mass". Don't you want to have more people around you? It does not matter, but you have to celebrate or attend the H. Mass, it is the most important act of cult, the greatest. I thank you and bless you because you have recited the Holy Rosary for me, even if, in your opinion, I did not deserve it. All this talking has been followed by God. Let's see what will happen.
Marisa - Wait a moment, don't go, wait! What are we going to say to the other young men? The people here have seen, they have lived with us, but what are we going to say to the others?

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 17th July 2007 - h. 11:10 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - Do you think we made a mistake to lay the blame on God? Yes, we lay some of the blame on Him, for many times He has made promises that were later not verified, It has been always like that. Now, as you are here, say something to us, let us know something, I beg you, Mary, Mother of Jesus and our Mother.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, what do you want me to tell you? I do what God asks me to do. All the letters I have delivered to you, have been given to me by Him. Do you think God is not going to abide by His word?
Marisa - Yes, I am thinking just that, because, since I was told that I was going to die and that the Bishop would have escorted me to Heaven, years have gone by. And what has happened? This I would like to know. Why God did not abide by what He promised? Nothing has happened of what He promised. We have always obeyed: "Make the dress", and we have done it, "Make the bedspread", and we have done it, "Find a beautiful coffin", and we have obeyed. We always did what He asked. Why everything has changed? The two of us are very tired and tried; it is hard to live like that. You have heard, yesterday evening, His Excellency did not want to celebrate the H. Mass. I know those are words uttered in a moment of sadness, pain and dejection, for I am sure he will never skip H. Mass celebration.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, I too am certain about it. Do not give weight to what His Excellency says in some circumstances, help him you and convince him to think not about those things.
Marisa - Hold on, little Madonna, for I am not feeling well and I must find a posture to feel more comfortable. I hope you have come to tell us something. What would you like to tell us, little Madonna? I always see my mummy next to you and she is crying. It is not nice for a daughter to see her mummy, in Heaven, crying, above all after she has suffered on earth for many years.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, she cries only when she comes on earth with me.
Marisa - I know it, I am crying too and I am trying to understand the attitude of God Almighty.
Our Lady - Do not let yourselves go, try always to be good, brave, as you always have been.
Marisa - But it is hard, my little Madonna. Don't you think it is hard to behave as you say? Why is God treating us like that? Why the bad men have all, every good and we, having always tried to do everything God told us to do, are treated in such a way? Why? Oh, if you could at least succeed to tell us why. Perhaps we would have more courage to accept our painful situation.
Our Lady - I just say to you that God loves you with a boundless love.
Marisa - But how can we accept and understand all this, little Madonna, when everything is going wrong for us?
Our Lady - I won't say anything more, I just say: do not skip the prayer and continue to pray as you have always done. Let yourselves go to God and pray the Holy Spirit. Call to your help all the people you know and who are in Heaven.
Marisa - Please excuse my ignorance, but I am unable to understand what you say. However, if you say that, what am I supposed to tell you? Am I not going to do that? I am not good at that. I can say that in a moment of anger, as today, for I have been quite sick. Yes, I have been sick and God is to be blamed for it because He makes me suffer a lot and makes the Bishop and those people who are close to us suffer as well. What shall we say to the youth, to the adults, what shall we say? That God has pulled our legs?
Our Lady - No, you will never say that, for I am always with you and I am carefully watching what you say. Now keep on listening to the songs a pray. What's the matter, Excellency?
Bishop - I would like to have an assurance at least; I have asked it directly to God and I ask it again to you: why don't you let us have a rest during the night? How many sleepless nights, since we left Rome, we have had! You told us to call to our rescue those people we know and who are in Heaven. I have called everybody: God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit, you, Saint Joseph, grandmother Iolanda, Fatina, my priests friends, I have called everybody, but the all the same the sleepless nights have gone by. We can no longer cope with it. How can you say: "God loves you with a boundless love", and then He doesn't intervene by sending you and grandmother Iolanda to let us sleep? What am I asking? Just this: to be able to sleep, for we are on holiday and have to recover. You have said to me: "Be not always in anguish during the day". Have you seen that, during the whole day, Marisa has not eaten anything? Tomorrow she will double it, then she will triple it; can we go on like that? Why didn't you say anything about this?
Our Lady - I have told what I could have told. Little Marisa doesn't sleep during the night, not because of us, but because she is thinking to the sick people, to the people living in sin, to the people who have to convert.
Marisa - Yes, yes, it is true that I am thinking about all that, but I have also said: help me to have a rest and let the Bishop have a rest too, I have asked this.
Our Lady - Yes, it is true, little Marisa, you have asked this, but you are so good that, at times, it is hard to accept what you are asking.
Bishop - I have not understood this one.
Marisa - Is it hard to accept what we ask? But we are asking it with much simplicity and with a lot of love! Come on, go to God and tell him we are waiting for him to let us have a rest, we need it, or else we will not manage to go on any longer.
Our Lady - I will go to God and also grandmother Iolanda will come with me. We will go and talk to Him and ask what you have asked. Now I give you my blessing and I wish you a good night, let's hope it is going to be as the one you are asking.
Marisa - Bye-bye, mummy. Mummy, you too go to God, ask him to let us have a rest, we are not at all asking for the moon; we can no longer cope in this way, I can no longer cope and I am dragging down your Excellency as well. All right, bye-bye, mummy, bye-bye, my darling.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 20th July 2007 - h. 3:40 a.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - help us, send us to bed to have a little rest, for the pain is strong and until I am not feeling better, these people won't they go to bed. Do you like: "Won't they go"?
Our Lady - Little Marisa, when these sufferings come, one should be able to accept them. You have spent three days fairly well, now you are suffering a lot, but everything will be back to ordinary. Instead of going to bed at two o'clock, as you have been doing for many evenings, go to bed at four o'clock, at five o'clock. Who says you have to wake up at ten o'clock or at midday? No one.
Marisa - What has got to do all this talk with letting me feel better? What must I ask her?
Bishop - What time has God set until we have to pray and you to suffer.
Marisa - What time has God set?
Our Lady - God has not set any time. There is no time for us, the time is always the same, always equal.
Marisa - Come on, my tiny little one! Tell me, my tiny little one. I have called her my tiny little one! Come on, send all of us to sleep. Isn't it, Iaio? I am unable to do it with my own legs. You would say: (Marisa is turning to the Bishop) "Why are you addressing me and not them?".
Bishop - No, I won't say anything, my spirit is very, very low.
Marisa - Here things are really not going.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 20th July 2007 - h. 2:30 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - You have been waiting for some help and you have had such help, because, my dear beloved Bishop, if yesterday evening there were no such help, little Marisa would have been left paralyzed in bed, without being able to move her legs, and would have shouted because of the pain. Have you seen how it went? Our help took place, but you are so broken down…
Bishop - And tired…
Our Lady - … That you do not succeed to understand when there is our help and when there is none. I am you Mummy. Do you think I would have said a sentence like that?
Marisa - We ask your pardon if we have understood it wrongly. Perhaps it is the big suffering…
Our Lady - Not perhaps, surely.
Marisa - They won't let us understand anything when you talk. If it is like that, we are sorry.
Our Lady - No, little Marisa, you must be convinced that it is like that.
Bishop - I am convinced that it is like that, however honestly we cannot cope any longer. I very well know that this suffering is natural, but don't you see how we are getting destroyed and how we are dragging along? We haven't had a calm day. You say you are helping her, I know. But I add with straightforward clarity and sincerity: why Daddy God has not yet taken her in Heaven, so she would enjoy and I would rest?
Our Lady - This decision is up to God, however I am interested to tell you that our help was always there, and a lot of it. What would you have done if your sister would have been left paralyzed or would have died last night in her bed? What would you have done? How would you have acted?
Bishop - I would have felt sorry, I would have suffered, I would have cried.
Our Lady - And then would you take her and carry her to Rome?
Bishop - And what else I would have been supposed to do?
Our Lady - Then, in your opinion, was there a big help from God?
Bishop - You say it and I recognize and accept that there was God's help. I, yesterday, was not aware of this help, hence, as I did not know…
Our Lady - Must I say every time: there is God's help? Every time? You know that Marisa is sick and that there is always God's help, always.
Bishop - I very much wish to have a little peace and rest. This is what I am asking, this is what everybody is asking. I know that Marisa has a very bad health situation, everybody knows it, however I am asking you, our Mummy: are we having a rest? Be honest, tell us: are we having a rest in this way?
Our Lady - No. A little, not as much as you would wish and we wanted, however just a few days have gone by since you are here and in these first days something has gone well. Let us wait for the situation to change. The happening of last night has nothing to do with your rest: it was a natural fact, sudden; so sudden that we were caught off guard. You were already disheartened, you were feeling so down for what was happening around you and then God said: "It is enough, let's release our hold and let's send our help".
Bishop - Well then… Don't say I am stubborn, but when, after years and years of trials and tiredness, I heard God committing to a more serene vacation for us and, frankly they have not been, I broke down.
Our Lady - You cannot say that, as yet.
Bishop - But already twenty days have gone by.
Our Lady - Leave out the days at the seaside.
Bishop - And which one must I count?
Our Lady - You know that your stay at the seaside, for Marisa, was self-defeating. In fact you went there because of you, so you may go to the seaside, have a bath, as the doctor had prescribed. For her the sea has the opposite effect, the days by the seaside were bad for her, good for you.
Bishop - Well, for me too it did not go so well.
Our Lady - Because you saw a person, whom you are fond of, who was sick. But since you are here there have been some peaceful days. You have spent two, three nights, with some rest. You would say: "What's that compared to thirty-six years of suffering we had?" My son, you must not behave like that, because I will say to you that Marisa will still have some pains so long as she lives, she will still have some sufferings and you must not expect God to remove them from her.
Bishop - No, I just asked Him to decrease them.
Our Lady - God must help you, He will help you.
Bishop - I am always asking Him for it.
Our Lady - And His help was there. You know how much I have been wrong towards God. It is your Mummy making a confession to you, she is the Heavenly Mummy, she is Our Lady. I too have been wrong and made a mistake.
Bishop - No, you did not do a mistake.
Our Lady - Our help was there.
Bishop - Don't say you have made a mistake, you cannot be wrong.
Our Lady - What must I say to you? I cannot say that, I cannot do that.
Bishop - No, no. I say it because I have a great respect for you and I am so much fond of you.
Our Lady - While seeing you in such a state there was a moment, for me and grandmother Iolanda, where we faltered; it lasted for a short time, we recovered and you had a rest. Sure, you have not slept "Like a log", as you say, you have slept far less, but there has been a rest. Even during the afternoon you had a little rest. My son, you cannot endure more than that; by now your body is worn out.
Bishop - And then?
Our Lady - And then pray, so that God may soon take little Marisa and that it may happen at the date you have pointed out. I too, Our Lady, am praying for this date. When we will take little Marisa, you will have your days of rest, and then… what must your Mummy tell you more?
Bishop - Will God punish me because I have been so argumentative?
Our Lady - God doesn't punish anybody, God is Father, God is good and doesn't punish anybody. You men, when things are not right, lay the blame on God, but God doesn't punish, for God is love.
Bishop - Will I still be escorting little Marisa to Heaven?
Our Lady - Sure, He has promised it! Glory Be… Angel of God… Eternal Rest… God doesn't punish, God is love only. Remember, my son, that I have come this morning, for I could not have come before, you know why…
Bishop - I know it, I know it, thanks.
Marisa - Can we eat?

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 21st July 2007 - h. 8:47 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - Try to always walk the straight path, to always love each other. Be fond of everybody, even towards the people who make you suffer and you will realize that I am always close to you. I had to come, or else he is going to make himself heard my Bishop, my… I come every time he says he is going to sing this song, but I was already present when you sang "Come, Mary".
Marisa - Little Madonna, we thank you for this closeness, for this help you give to all of us.
Our Lady - A young lady this morning fell down and if it were not for my intervention, for God said to me: "Go, Mary, rush", you would have lived a sad day and instead you all are in good company. You are fond of each other, you love each other, you help each other; this is nice.
Marisa - Listen, do you see them? They are two dolphins, a fidelity symbol; one is yellow gold and the other is white gold …, does she matter with it?
Bishop - And why are you telling her?
Marisa - I beg your pardon, little Madonna, this is not what I was going to tell you, for I have a stomachache which makes me talk nonsense… let me feel a little better, so I may rejoice with my friends, I beg you. Today I have run away from them, I could not have coped with it any more. Mummy, will you wake up? You are always running to God, run to me as well.
Our Lady - Thank God for the young daughter who was saved. This grace is important because she could have been left paralyzed, the grace might not have come, instead… it came and I am happy, as I am pleased about the good you show one another.
Marisa - Ah, wait! Alessandro brought me the shoes…
Bishop - Golden shoes.
Marisa - Golden shoes. When this morning I got up, there was nobody to help me to wear them, I could not have asked the Bishop. You know, he is already doing everything for me the Bishop… but he was not good at helping me to wear them. Isn't that true you were no good at it?
Bishop - I have some trouble to kneel down, and you know the reason.
Marisa - I like these apparitions more because you smile, you are happy and we too try to be happy, for you know that little Marisa likes to laugh and joke. We are speechless to thank you for saving Paola and for giving us Giovannone, Alessandro, Marco, Titti and Chiara, my lady companion, who is very fond of me.
Our Lady - Shall we say an Our Father together with God?
Marisa - Yes, little Madonna.
All together - Our Father… Glory Be…
Our Lady - Please say The Hail Mary on your own because… I think the same as you think, little Marisa, one cannot pray for herself.
Marisa - Ah, thank you, thank you.
Our Lady - Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
(Everybody is clapping and singing hallelujah)
Bishop - Paola, we still have to put up with you.
Marisa - I am happy for her, I was not expecting this new intervention from God.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 22nd July 2007 - h. 0:31 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - Forgive me, little Madonna, if I have not recited the Magnificat.
Our Lady - I see you are quite tired, my daughter. The rest you had last night did little or nothing, for you have many, many nights to recover. Unfortunately your health is always wanting for many reasons. Last night we have been next to you and you managed to have a rest, for this let's thank God the Father Almighty who, in spite of His silence, is helping you. My dear children, actually I would say my adored children, you are to be admired because you are here helping my two little children to spend some vacations. A person is working hard and she is tired, but, in a short while, she will leave and have a rest with her "Little husband".
Marisa - All of us are tired, all of us need some rest.
Our Lady - When Jesus and I used to walk along the Jordan River, at times we experienced a sizeable tiredness. Jesus' footsteps were longer than mine, so I was struggling to walk close to him, then He would stop and say to me: "Mummy, come near me", and He would give me his arm so I could walk near Him. The sight was beautiful. The apostles, they too used to walk quickly, would step aside to let the Mother of Jesus go through. You too, when you are with a person who cannot keep your pace, slow down your pace, walk more slowly and together take on the road again, so you are also able to pray together. Someone would think: "Do we have to pray all the time?" Yes, you have to pray all the time, even when you walk, work, talk, for every moment is good to turn your glance to God, I have been coming today to give you these little advises, however, if you think over them, they are quite important. I have seen a girl walking fast, her footsteps were huge, so it was hard to keep her pace. Then you have to shorten your footsteps and give the other the chance to walk together. For example you cannot put Paola together with Chiara; Chiara's footsteps are huge, Paola is more sedate. Anyway I wish you all to spend a good feast, spend it in good harmony. Try to give all of yourselves to the Bishop and to the Visionary, help them at your best. The Visionary is collapsing, she has to reach a given date and cannot depart now, she still has to stay with you.
Marisa - Listen, little Madonna, as I am tired and I am falling asleep, could I have a sleep instead of eating?
Our Lady - It is nice to be with your friend around a table. Eat something with them, then go and have rest and when the others are ready to go to Scanno, go all together for a walk around the lake. If the wheelchair cannot be moved, Miss Marisa will stay and look at the view and the others will go for a tour around the lake. She may stay alone, nobody has to make a sacrifice to be with her, this is what she wants. I will go with grandmother Iolanda to keep her company. Is that right? It is true, little Marisa, that you like when I talk like that and I am giving no blows?
Marisa - But you never give any blow. God gives them, when He comes saying: "I am God". Do you know that I have asked Him if He converted? Anyway I was joking because he smiled. Do not let Him come today because I want to be just with you and grandmother Iolanda. This evening if God wants to pay a casual visit, He is welcome, we welcome Him with open arms, for we love God.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, if all the visionaries would be like you are! Today there are no visionaries. The Visionary has to sacrifice, has to give herself, has to become a martyr, living host, as you are. I am amused when I come and talk with you because you pull out what you have in your heart, you are like that, you have to say what you think.
Marisa - You too say what you think.
Bishop - Me too.
Marisa - He too.
Our Lady - His Excellency beats them all when it comes to say the truth. Chiara be good!
Marisa - Paola wants an extraordinary boyfriend, Marco wants a tall and blonde girl. Do you know what I have done yesterday? I have given him a tall and blonde doll.
Our Lady - I like you like that: when you joke and laugh among you. You must always be fond of each other. Isn't it, Titti?
Titti - Yes, Marisa.
Marisa - Look out, it is Our Lady saying to be fond of each other.
Our Lady - Your little Mummy has nothing more to tell you, I will be praying for you, especially for the date selected by your Bishop for Marisa's departure. All of the Heaven is praying for you. I thank you for the good you do. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
Marisa - Bye-bye, mummy, I see you. Today Our Lady felt like joking.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 26th July 2007 - h. 5:46 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - My son, even if I was not answering you, I was listening to your prayers. My heart was suffering, I did not succeed to answer you, to say anything to you, to give you some words of encouragement. Anyway you know I am close to you. If those people are like that, what would you like to do? My son, you must not have affliction more than so much if your sister is sick. Her sensibility, her way of being, brings her to suffer for nothing. I am near you, grandmother Iolanda is near you, but above all near you is…
Daddy God - I, your God, am near you, Most Reverend Excellency. You feel bitter and disillusioned because men don't know how to love. Those who do not know how to love are going to meet with suffering. I am your God and I love you immensely. You would like to see something great, but for the moment there is none of it. Little Marisa has to suffer not because I want it, but because this is her path, her walk. If you meet people who do not know how to love and, I would say, they despise me, worry not. How long will they be able to be on earth? For them there will be something bad; not for you, you will enjoy together with Me, with Jesus, with the Mother of the Eucharist, with the beloved Joseph, with grandmother Iolanda and with all the other people. Little Marisa remembers the sufferings of the past year and the demons who wanted to poison her and they almost succeeded in doing it. She yes, is suffering very much. She has lived another year of suffering. What do you want to do? Go on. You have Chiara, she has her character, but she won't disappoint you and loves you; there is Marco who, when is free, rushes to you, and other young men will come, who are fond of you. Courage, Excellency, Do you want to ask Me something? Are you blocked?
Bishop - I am blocked because I have prayed a lot, I have hoped so much, I have much believed in a recovery vacation and that we would have felt better. Anyway I have to thank you for the nights when we succeed to have a rest because You want it and promise it. My God, when all this suffering will come to an end?
Daddy God - It will come to an end, be calm. Now, I, God, am going to go away. Before, when you were pointing out in sky those shapes, we were there, but your sister was so downhearted that she did not feel like saying anything or seeing anything. We were there, we were watching you and we were following you step by step. Courage, let it be…
Bishop - May I ask you one more thing?
Daddy God - All right.
Bishop - Can you help her about her feeding? She is eating almost nothing.
Daddy God - Worry not about this, she will eat when she feels like eating. We are helping her. Do you think she would have reached the present point without eating?
Bishop - No.
Daddy God - The help is there. Now, more or less, you manage to sleep at night. Instead of getting up at eight or nine o'clock, get up at eleven o'clock, it does not matter, you are on holiday. If you fall asleep at three or four o'clock, get up quietly at eleven o'clock, worry not about this. Be calm, for Marisa is not at all forsaken.
Bishop - Thank you.
Daddy God - Bye-bye to all from your Daddy God. In the name of the Father, of the Son, of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 28th July 2007 - h. 11:25 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - I like to sing the Hail Mary very much, but you even took away from me the voice and I don't succeed to sing. Little Madonna, the Bishop and I are very tired, very tried because at night we do not sleep and we go to bed at five o'clock. We pray, we have never neglected our prayers. What can we do more than that? Why don't you give us help and support? You say you are helping us and more than that you cannot give, however it sounds odd to me that God cannot give more than this help. In the evening I fear going to bed, for I am sure that after ten minutes I have to get up again. I go back to bed, then I get up again and I sit in the armchair and wait for daylight.
Our Lady - Do not talk like that, little Marisa. You know you are being helped, since a long time, you are always helped. You were helped when you were beaten up and stabbed by a man. Who did help you? Who did rescue you from the hands of that brute? Wasn't it me? And when you had other painful experiences with other people, including priests who hit you, didn't I come to your rescue?
Marisa - Yes, I know, however now we require a bigger help. Both of us are worn out, the Bishop is not sick, but he has an enormous physical tiredness. He is tried physically and… I cannot find the word, it doesn't matter, anyway you understand me all the same. Try to help us, let us spend more quietly these last days. We still have a month before us, if you help me to let me feel a little better, also the Bishop will have more rest. We love you so much! Why do we have to suffer all the time? There are many people on earth that could take our place.
Our Lady - Do you believe it, little Marisa?
Marisa - yes I think so. Why?
Our Lady - Do you remember, when while joking with the youth you asked who wanted to take your place? All refused, and said they would have fled away. Do you think that in the world there are people who would accept your mission and the Bishop's? No, there is nobody. I ask you once more to decide to have holy patience and to have faith and trust in God. These young people coming to help you are a big help for you.
Marisa - Yes, but they come to eat. One of them, damn it, if he hasn't a full pasta dish, he says he has not eaten. No, I am joking, do not lay the blame on me.
Our Lady - I like you when you joke, little Marisa, I like very much the way you talk and act towards me, for you are really treating me as a mummy, as a sister. See, even your mummy is laughing.
Marisa - Yes, however I see that whenever I speak, you twist the argument. We cannot cope with it any more. Come on, be good.
Our Lady - But we, little Marisa, always go to pray before God. When you will come up, you will realize what the Heaven is, who God is, who the holy souls are.
Marisa - All right, it means that for the time being I must still stay down here. We have chosen a date, you know it, hence it is useless to say it again. If that date is good for you, I am happy. I will be suffering till such a date and then fly, to Heaven.
Our Lady - Now, my dear children, your Mummy is going to give you her blessing, together with all the saints who are near me and with the Bishop. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 29th July 2007 - h. 0:23 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - Dear little Marisa, I wish to say that I would have come all the same. I have listened to the nice words from my Bishop, they are touching and I am with him in everything he has said. You wish to have my presence and I come gladly, but your are always waiting for me to say something nice, great; but there is no such a thing for the time being. If God says to wait, to be patience, to have trust, why are you losing it? I cannot, every time I come, give you the news you are waiting for. There is no such news. You know that God loves you and He does everything to help you. Sometime I did not feel like coming because among you there were some people who committed sacrilege. I did not feel like coming because if I would have come at that time, I would have pulled out so many things not nice that I, Our Lady, Mother of the Eucharist, do not like. I even come gladly in your midst every day, if you want, but you all must be in a state of grace, if you all are not in a state of grace you will no longer see me. As you, here present, are in order, I have come. Do I have some new news to give you? No, but to say again to pray one another, for the Bishop and above all for the Visionary that, at the moment, is really reaching rock bottom. She has recovered a little because I am here, but this is not what she wants, she wants to know the day of her death, she wants to know the day when she will depart from this earth, for she does not feel at ease in it. This world is not for her and then she is waiting for the news; there shall be the beautiful and great news. Then you will be all free, you won't have any longer little Marisa's burden, feeling sick and calling people at night. The Bishop will be free without his little Marisa near him, and then all will be in order, all will be beautiful and joyful because a soul that is already in Heaven, will come up to Heaven. You, little Marisa, are not a soul from this hearth, you are not able to be a soul of this earth; you, according to God, are a Heavenly soul, even if live very painfully in a world that is estranged to you.Marisa - Please excuse me: when do you think are you going to take me away? Do not answer that you do not know it, or else I will never come up.Our Lady - This is up to God to decide. When the time will come, He will send me to say: "Little Marisa, the time has come".
Marisa - The Bishop and I had asked to spend a few happy weeks together, some joyful days; you have you said yes and then what has happened? Nothing. I never sleep, it is many nights I am sleepless. I am always sick and I must wake the people at night to look after me; this is no good, I don't like it. I used to be the one going at night to take care of the sick people who would call me, now I have to call the others. No, no, little Madonna, this is not the way, it is not right. You made me a very beautiful promise that later it did not come true. What must I think? At least help the Bishop, help the Bishop, even to him you promised many things, and then? Yet, you know he is a holy person. What have you done to help him?
Our Lady - You are right, little Marisa, about everything you say, but we have to do what God tell us to do, we cannot do what the men on earth say.
Marisa - Then go to God and tell Him what I told you even if I know He hears everything. Anyway, if I have to be here till the end of the month of August in this condition, do not count me on, it is better to go back home. I beg you, go to God, plead with Him to help us, I beg you little Madonna, plead with Him a lot and take my mummy with you.
Our Lady - I have done many times as you say, little Marisa, but we see that it is not the time, yet.
Marisa - And then, are you not saying anything?
Our Lady - Well, I am over with it, if there is someone who has got something to ask, take the opportunity, otherwise I am going to give my blessing.
Marisa - I believe nobody has a question to ask when you or God or Jesus is talking. What can we poor humans say? Thank you for listening to me.
Our Lady - Be calm because to God we go every day. Together with my and your holy Bishop I bless you, your dear ones, your sacred articles. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. Praised be Jesus Christ.
Marisa - Who is the one behind you? The rose! It is God! God, you have come, say something to us, I beg you.
Daddy God - Know how to wait with joy. Bye-bye to all from your Daddy God, as the Bishop says. In the name of the Father, of the Son, of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Marisa - Excellency this time you could have spoken. Why didn't you speak?
Bishop - I have spoken before.
Marisa - Our Lady said: "If someone wants to say something, speak".
Bishop - The invitation did not apply to me.
Marisa - To everybody.
Bishop - Yes, I know, I had already spoken before.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 30th July 2007 - h. 11:46 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - I know that we ask a lot and repeat always the same questions, but you give always the same answers. Be fond of us a little, give us the graces we are asking for and we are so much in need of. I have asked to give me the voice, now it is the last think I am asking, there are other things quite more important. I would like very much you to help my priest, my Bishop, I do not want to look at the state he is in. He is saying that he is like that because of me. I have replied to him: this is the suffering I must endure. I must have it, period. Why must he suffer so much for me?
Our Lady - Dear little Marisa, sweet creature of Heaven and earth, your speech is straightforward, but for someone who loves you and is near you since many years, it is hard not to be able to love you, it is hard not to suffer. Do you remember when your mummy was sick, how much you suffered? The same is now for the Bishop. It is years and years and years that you are together and you, my daughter, have always suffered. Little Marisa, I beg you, when you see the Bishop feeling down and he says to you: "I am feeling bad because you are sick", have some patience, accept his way of talking. Yes, he is feeling down for you and for many other reasons. Of course, at the moment, he is feeling down for you.
Marisa - Hence, if he is feeling down because of me, why don't you do something to let me feel a little better? Today it was a very hard day for me and I have been hiding many sufferings. Can I live and always hide everything?
Our Lady - No, little Marisa, you cannot live and hide everything, anyway something you can do. See you mummy how she looks at you? She is looking at you with those big, big eyes.
Marisa - Can my mummy speak?
Our Lady - Sure, speak, grandmother Iolanda, to your daughter.
Grandmother Iolanda - Little Marisa, listen to what our little Madonna says: have patience when you see your brother feeling down. He is a much tried Bishop. Do you believe it is Our fault? No, this is planet earth, that's the way it is. God loves you, I am witnessing it, He loves you a lot. Wait with joy for his interventions. We like very much what you play in the evening, Jesus likes it very much, and the little Madonna and all the saints too. Bye-bye, little Marisa, a kiss to the Excellency, a kiss to you, my daughter. I thank Chiara for what she has done for you. Bye-bye, my darling.
Marisa - Little Madonna, could I feel a little better so also the Excellency could feel better?
Our Lady - Yes, you are better. Our help is there, little Marisa, there is a lot of it, but unfortunately this is your path and we can do nothing about it. God has chosen you, God has called you and wants all of yourself for Him. I thank you for the good you do in silence. Every day we go and talk with God and God says: "They are some holy creatures", and He adds nothing more, He knows what He must do. Cheer up, little Marisa, cheer up, Excellency, cheer up, we are with you. You know why I do not want to come, I would come every day, but what must I say to you? Always the same words. Until God doesn't do what He has decided, I will be coming to say always the same words. There are people who even get upset. What must I do?
Marisa - No, no, come all the same, if they are upset, never mind, but come all the same.
Our Lady - Excellency, stand up and bless with me these children.
(The Bishop gives his blessing)
Marisa - I must give you a kiss on behalf of my mummy, Excellency.
Bishop - Thank you.
Marisa - Now that little Madonna has come, are you happy?
Bishop - Happy as the people in a situation like ours can be, for ours is a hard and heavy situation.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 31st July 2007 - h. 10:09 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - I was present with Jesus, the Holy Spirit, Saint Joseph and grandmother Iolanda to listen what you were telling God the Father Almighty: it was right, it was accurate, it was the truth. We too, when we go to God to ask for something, talk like that. I have promised that I would have come often, and often I will come to help you to be strong, and, above all, to help the Bishop. Collect yourself, my son, collect yourself because these children need you and I, your Mummy, am always near you and you know it, especially when you pray, but above all when you celebrate the H. Mass. I am near you and at consecration I kneel down with my head to the ground to adore God. Cheer up everybody, amuse yourselves, play as the other evenings and I will be with you. I bless you together with God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit.
Marisa - Are you going away so early?
Our Lady - Be satisfied with it, little Marisa.
Marisa - Excellency, have you seen, she has come!
Bishop - Wasn't she there before. Wasn't she?
Marisa - Before she was quiet, quiet.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 1st August 2007 - h. 9:56 p.m. (Letter of God)
Daddy God - My son, I knew what you were going to say and I have taken it in consideration. I love you. Yes, it is true, it is a long time since you are waiting for Me to take little Marisa and bring her to Heaven. When I say: "The time is approaching" I mean Our time, not yours. The time for little Marisa is getting near, but first everything must be prepared in Heaven because her entry has to be something great and beautiful. Nobody knows what I, Daddy God, am preparing.
Your sister is being helped; she suffers and suffers a lot, I am not doubting it, but she is helped by the Mother of the Eucharist, by her mummy and above all by Me, Daddy God, whom you often call upon and to whom you address some not very nice sentences, but I accept them. You must know that we are preparing in Heaven something great and beautiful that no man on earth man and no saint in Heaven can understand, not even little Marisa because for her it will be a whole surprise. I can tell you that it is concerned with the spiritual and material reality. Her dress will not be the same as the others, for she has to introduce herself to her bridegroom Jesus.
I know that now little Marisa's life is sad, hard and difficult, but she, with Our help, manages to overcome all the sufferings and difficulties. She laughs, jokes and quips, even if she doesn't feel like it, so you are not worried and out of love for the people present.
Today she burst out crying, for she was full, and she just heard her sister and the little nephews to whom she is deeply attached. She loves you more than any other person; she loves you deeply and doesn't want to see your suffering.
Remembered what I had said to you: "We are preparing something great and beautiful, spiritually and materially for little Marisa, when she will go to meet her bridegroom Jesus".
Be peaceful. I am fond of you and I love you immensely. Believe me. Isn't, little Marisa?
Marisa - Yes, but both I and the Bishop are suffering a lot because out of everything that was promised to us, nothing has happened up to now.
Daddy God - You know not what Daddy God is preparing for you.
Marisa - Listen, God, I am telling you from the deep of my heart: if the Bishop has to go to the Vatican and suffer as he has suffered up to now, take him away together with me, take us away together. Do not send him to the Vatican, where he will be pierced by evilness and calumnies, as it has happened up to now. You, God, know how things are going in the Vatican and You told us about that, for this I implore You: do not send him in the lion's den, in the nest of vipers.
Daddy God - Little Marisa, I will take in consideration what I must do. Now attend the H. Mass and you, Excellency, celebrate the H. Mass as you have always done: with love and suffering. Then you can play.
Our Lady - I, Jesus, S. Joseph and grandmother Iolanda are always with you. Excellency, if you have something to say, you may speak; then will close this meeting with a beautiful sign of the cross. It is your turn.
Bishop - Are you going to send us the rose, as last night, so we may have a rest?
Marisa - Dear Heavenly Mother, the Bishop has asked you nothing new, he has asked you a rose without thorns, as you had promised. Let us have a rest this night. Are you going to send us a rose?
Our Lady - Let's see what God, our Father, has decided.
Marisa - Bye-bye, Daddy God, blow a kiss to the Bishop. Help us, I beg you. We are two creatures needing Your help; do help us. I am happy for what you are preparing in Heaven for me, anyway, as long as I am on earth, help us to have a rest and to feel a little better.
Bye-bye everybody. We blow you a big kiss.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 3rd August 2007 - Midnight (Letter of God)
Our Lady - My son, what advise could I give? You have said everything. We are helping you, but little Marisa's situation is serious, actually it is very serious. We are doing what we can do. We are preparing for her arrival in Heaven, as God the Father has told you yesterday evening. We are preparing everything, even the dress, which won't be as the others dress. I know, she is suffering, even now she has strong aches, but she has a lot of love all around her: Ours and yours. Pray for her, so that she may have the strength to accept and bear everything. I hug you all and kiss you dearly, as grandmother Iolanda says.
Marisa - Bye-bye. She did come.
Bishop - I was certain she would have come.
Marisa - Some days ago she said she would have come every day, for she comes willingly, but she will not agree that people not in a state of grace would be present. It is not nice that God comes to speak and there are people not living in a state of grace.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 4th August 2007 - h. 11:14 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - Little Marisa, you are not well at all, but I will help you; also this night a rose will arrive for you. I could not have left these little children without my presence, for I love them too much. I beg you to keep on praying, do not think just to have fun and to your job, think to the prayer too which is becoming more and more important for your sister. She knows that God is preparing for her a great feast and all of you one day will know what it is. When she will be taken to Heaven, you will miss her, but you will rejoice, for she will often come to see you.
Now I just want to say to love each other, to be fond of each other, to help each other: love wins all and brings you straight to Heaven, little ones and adults. You have to excuse my delay, but I was waiting for your sister to recover a little, but her health is going more and more backwards and then I have said: "It is good for me to go; if for no other reason but to help her and you all".
Thank you, my dear children, thank you for what you are doing for my two beloved little children. Believe and have always faith in God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
Together with my and your holy Bishop I bless you, your dear ones and your children. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle.
Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
Cheer up, little Marisa, the cross is heavy, is big and you will have to carry it till the end.
Marisa - All right, provided you give me some help. Thank you.
Our Lady - A kiss to the babies, Emanuele and Sara; bye-bye, children.
Praised be Jesus Christ.
Marisa - Thank you for coming, I was no longer counting on it. I am not feeling well, I need to lie down.
Our Lady - Yes, go on, little Marisa, worry not.
Marisa - Bye-bye, mummy. They have disappeared.
Bishop - When Our Lady appeared you sprang from the bed. my dear, what agility!

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 5th August 2007 - h. 1:40 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - I ask you to write down the prayer the Bishop has done and give it to the people, for it is very important and very beautiful; God was very much pleased about it. Read it, put it into practice and give it to the others of the group, to the cenacle. God speaks within him, for this reason he makes some important and beautiful reflections. All of his prayers are always inspired by God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirits. If you will succeed to attach to the three Divine Persons with love, faith, hope and charity, you will succeed to be lovable persons, full of love and willing to rush to Heaven.
What can I say after what your Bishop has said? I can say to you to pray, to love, to help your sister to feel a little better; today she is suffering a lot, but she tries to be serene and to smile. Sara, you look nice with your hair, worry not. What is Emanuele doing? Is he sleeping?
Emanuele - I am hearing the music.
Our Lady - Believe me, I have nothing more to add. Put into practice what your Bishop, inspired by God, is saying for you, for him, for everybody and out of love for all the Creation.
I bless you, my dear children, together with my holy Bishop. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle.
Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
Marisa - Is it going to end like that?
Our Lady - Yes, for it seems to devalue a prayer too beautiful.
Marisa - All right, if you say so…
Bishop - May I devalue it?
Our Lady - No! Never!
Marisa - Bye-bye.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 5th August 2007 - h. 11:35 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - I thank for your help. It isn't that I do not want to see you coming here, the problem is that I feel sick and then I prefer to keep silent. I am happy when you come, especially if you pray with us and help us.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, when you need to expectorate you must do it, or else you are going to ruin yourself. Obey to your Mummy, please, and obey to the Bishop.
Marisa - But I feel embarrassed when other people are present.
Our Lady - Worry not, they are all friends of yours, all people who are fond of you, hence do what you have to do, when you need. Bye-bye, my daughter, I am always praying with you.
Marisa - Thank you. We are at the end of the first mystery.
Our Lady - I know it, for I am praying with you.
Bishop - (With a soft voice, turning to Marisa) Ask her whether you can eat not because whatever you eat makes you sick.
Marisa - There is also the problem about eating, for every thing I eat is hurting my stomach and if I take the medicines, I am even worse.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, I've already told you before: the time will come when you will no longer eat anything and you will no longer take any medicine, but we will help you, worry not.
Marisa - When I am at the table with the others, I like to eat with them.
Our Lady - Do whatever you are able to do, but do not exaggerate in anything. All right?
Marisa - Our Lady is staying over to pray with us.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 6th August 2007 - h. 10:28 p.m. (Letter of God)
Transfiguration of Our Lord
Marisa - Is that you coming, Jesus, in our midst? I have seen your transfiguration, and I must say as S. Peter: "Let us make three booths, one for Moses, one for Jesus, one for Elias"
Jesus - My dear children, I have come to celebrate with you this very important day: the Transfiguration. You know that today is also the anniversary of Paul VI and grandfather Aladino's death, and, as they are both in Heaven, call upon them, so that they may help you to support your family, job and all other commitments you have. Today I really wanted to be with you, while you were reciting the Rosary, but God has sent your Mummy, the Mother of the Eucharist and grandmother Iolanda to pray with you. This is a very difficult moment for your sister, it is a moment of big suffering; today, over and above all the natural aches, she also had…
Marisa - Don't say that, I beg you.
Jesus - Yes, my beloved spouse, you had the passion too. You suffered a lot, but you were heroic, you hid well all the suffering and aches you had. I was near you, for I am your bridegroom and you are my bride. Boys and girls, try to love me, for I am your Jesus, love the Mother of the Eucharist, for she is your Mummy, extend your love to your children too. At times they are naughty, but it is normal, they are kids; do not beat them, give them just some spanking, but do not beat them, I beg you because we in Heaven suffer a lot about it. I want to remove from your sister, in this last time, some suffering. God the Father sent her some roses, by now seven nights have passed where she succeeded to sleep, even if during the day everything becomes more difficult. Have you realized that your sister, in spite of all, has succeeded to smile, joke and speak? This is the way to behave: the suffering must not distress you, but must bring you to the high spheres in Heaven, for I want you all with me, when the time will come. Worry not, your time has not come, be happy and satisfied and I, Jesus, thank this little family that has come to see you. Together with my holy Bishop I bless you, I hold all of you tight in my heart and, as the Heavenly Mother says, I cover you with my mantle. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Holy Spirit and Me, God the Son. Praised be Jesus Christ. Courage and go on, always.
Marisa - Bye-bye. Paul VI and my daddy are present. How handsome you have become, young and handsome, daddy, the Pope too is handsome and young. We too will become young and beautiful?
Jesus - Yes, little Marisa, be calm.
Marisa - Bye-bye, Jesus, bye-bye. Behind Jesus there was a multitude of holy souls that have disappeared in a moment.
Bishop - It is easy for them to go away. Well then, will He make you feel better?
Marisa - But I am feeling better.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 8th August 2007 - h. 5:44 a.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - Thanks for coming, help me feel a little bit better with my stomach and my arm.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, you must sit, do not lie down because the stomach is contracting. Remember that we have helped you, otherwise you would have seen stars from the pains.
Marisa - I ask you to feel a little bit better with my stomach and with my arm, for it hurts me from the breast to the armpit, I do not know what it is. I did the injection for the stomach.
Our Lady - You cannot do another one, it is a sedative and you cannot have two sedatives together, you know it, little Marisa.
Marisa - Yes, but when one is sick, he does not realize anything. I thank you, anyway, for your help to feel a little bit better. I cannot move my arm, for it hurts me. I beg you, send the Bishop to bed, as he cannot do anything for me, I am good good here.
Our Lady - It is up to him to decide. He doesn't feel like leaving you alone, I would do as the Bishop, I would not leave someone who is sick alone.
Marisa - All right, as you wish. Bye-bye, Mummy, thanks for your help.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 9th August 2007- h. 0:41 a.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - Here I am, I am ready to answer my beloved Bishop. She shall have to take the Halcion and then again the Tavor. If this were not enough to rest, she must be given an injection because if the stomach does not go well, as at the moment, it could cause some ugly moments as the ones you went through. I would say, as Mummy and as doctor too, if we want, that you, Bishop, would give her the Halcion 0.25, then, before going eventually to bed, the Tavor; let's see how the night goes. If the pain would come back again as yesterday, as last night, and as today, then you must give her an injection again. In any case we will help her, for the time being let's give her no injection but Halcion and Tavor. More than this I cannot say, for there is another problem: she is not eating and has a weak body, this is why she does not tolerate well the medicines. Today you have given her no medicines and you have done good and bad: well because the stomach was better, bad because her breath is feeling the effect and she could not expectorate the catarrh. Everything you do for little Marisa has always two results, and you must try to choose the most convenient so she would not suffer more than so much. This evening she has suffered a lot, she would try to speak, smile, joke with the children, but she had an awful pain and I have held my hand on her heart, trying to help her, but eventually she lost consciousness, and I and her mummy took care of her. She is a much tried person, suffering a lot, she has many health problems, she hasn't got just one, my dear Bishop. As she is very attached to her nephews and little nephews, she suffers because she knows she cannot entertain with them, she cannot play with them. When the baby, Sara, said to her: "Aunty, you cannot play because you cannot stand up, however, if you want, we will put you in the wheelchair before the goal and you are the goalkeeper", and Emanuele, her little brother, replied: "But if she cannot stand up, how can she catch the ball?" she suffered a lot.
Marisa - When I see the little ones, I would like to play with them, for I have always played with my nephews, now instead, I no longer succeed to be a lively person, I feel a dead person. All right, little Madonna, let's do as you have said, but you have to help us, not so much for me, you know it, but for the Bishop. Help him, I beg you, he needs it; if you help him, I will be happy.
Our Lady - All right, little Marisa, we in Heaven are praying for you, we always support and help you. You, little children, here in attendance, before going to bed, pray for your aunty, for your sister, for your friend, above all pray for the Bishop. Together with the Bishop I give you my blessing. In the name of the Father, of the Son, of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Marisa - Bye-bye.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 12th August 2007 - h. 12:30 p.m. (Letter of God)
Bishop - Daddy God, Brother God, Friend God, god One and Trine, I entrust you our community, which is formed by many suffering people. I entrust you Marisa, whom I see continually suffering, Iolanda, Lorenza, Daniela and Paolo; on these people the suffering is most devastating. My God, You can do all, You can heal from illness and decrease the suffering. I pray you for those people who are sick and far-away, but above all for those people who are near us in this moment. I ask you: send the Mother of the Eucharist to do what Jesus used to do when He lived in Palestine; He would cure the sick and soothe their sufferings. We firmly believe in You, God One and Trine, we let ourselves go to Your divine will, and we dare call for help, protection, intervention for our sick people.
(The Magnificat is being sung)
Our Lady - Praised be Jesus Christ, my dear children.
My thanks first of all go to the nephews who, in turn, came to see their uncles. When these two children of mine are going to collapse, it is good for someone to help them to carry on with their long and painful mission. For this Our Lady thanks you and those people who have already come and gone back home.
I know you are sick, little Marisa, very sick.
Marisa - On the Bishop's command, I must ask you if there is something to do for me because to go on like that is becoming more and more difficult.
Our Lady - You have already taken the sedative and tonight you do the injection. Try to have a rest, my daughter, you need a lot, a lot of rest.
Marisa - Yes, I thank you, however when you come, do not talk about me.
Our Lady - I know you are worried for two people, but what can you do, you need to have a lot of patience, as the Bishop has. The Bishop has a lot of patience.
Marisa - Keep on giving it to him, so he may be able to help everybody. Bless our children, the little ones who have come to see us. Bless those people who are sick and there are many of them, bless us too always waiting for something good. Honestly I have some problems to follow you because I feel like being eating from within, little Madonna.
Our Lady - Do as I told you to do and you will see that you will spend a good night. You will continue to go ahead and you will form a bunch of flowers with the roses God will send you every night. My dear children, try to understand this little daughter and to help her. She does her best, she is doing everything she can to be fond of you, and please love, especially Mariasole, Sara, Emanuele, Samuele, Jacopo, who is a boy by now, and Denise, Michelle, Nicole and all the children who belong or will belong to our community.
Together with my holy Bishop I bless you and your dear ones, I bless those people who are far away and the sick ones. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle.
Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
Praised be Jesus Christ.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 15th August 2007 - Midday (Letter of God)
Assumption of Our Blessed Virgin Mary
Our Lady - Praised be Jesus Christ, my dear children. Today, as you are aware, it is another big feast of mine, the Assumption of Very Holy Mary in Heaven. How many of you will go up to enjoy in Heaven? Heaven and earth are celebrating me, but the men on earth give me no satisfaction, for they think more to their self, to enjoy and entertain. I want them to pray and love their brothers, above all the suffering ones. I and my beloved bridegroom wish to be with those people that are fond of me. Now I am leaving because God will come in your midst.
Marisa - God, why You make us suffer so much? Why don't You help us to do something nice and good and don't You grant us those graces we have asked? The Bishop and I have asked You to spend the last period of my life with harmony, with joy and peace. Why are You not granting this to us? Why our nights are stormy, even if we succeed to sleep just a little? Listen, God, I am telling You with all my heart; do You love the two of us?
Daddy God - Sure I love you. Do you think I would be here with you if I would not love you?
Excellency, how many times must I say that my love for you is eternal? Why do you always ask Me the same questions, for which I must give you always the same answers? I am with you, your Mummy is with you, all of the Heaven is with you. When you invoke Daddy God, Brother God, Friend God, I am with you. Have no doubt about it. I know: you have no doubt. I know, I am making you wait since a long time for little Marisa's death and your triumph, however, I say it again, we are preparing everything. You would like to know when and how, the day and the month, but it is not possible. When the time will come, you will be the first to know, the first to suffer and rejoice because your sister will be going to Heaven with the Heavenly Mother. Have no doubt. Daddy God, Brother God, Friend God, god One and Trine loves you. Little Marisa, I will let you stand up, but you cannot stand on your knees, my darling, because your legs are ruined, your bones are eaten within, that's the reason you have so many pains. Your back is hurting, your feet are aching, your head is aching, but today I am giving you the joy to stand up.
Marisa - For how long?
Daddy God - Here she goes, another one asking for the timetable.
Marisa - The Bishop taught me that. My God, do help us really, we are at rock bottom, our spirit is collapsing, we are also physically depressed. I beg you to help us.
Daddy God - Ask me no more, for I am helping you. Please, believe me when I say: I am helping you. I am your Daddy, why shouldn't I help you, my children? Remember: I am doing everything at the right time. Pray for the cenacle members who are far away, above all for the sick ones; there are a lot of sick people in your community and I know you pray a lot for them. Now sit down, little Marisa, please.
Marisa - Thank You, thank You, for letting me stand up to honour You. When you are present it is very nice to kneel down or stand up. Thank you. God, as for me, I promise that I will always try to be up with my spirit, that I will have no bitterness, and I will try to recover physically, however I feel like crying because of the pains, they are many of them. Listen, God, did you have any pain?
Daddy God - No.
Marisa - Then You cannot understand mine. (Turning to the Bishop). Is it true He cannot understand how I have my pains?
Bishop - He has no experience of pains, but, since He is God, He knows what the pain is.
Marisa - The Bishop says you have no experience of pains. Help us, we look like two little orphans deserted by everybody. Even the ones who are fond of us do not understand what we are going through. Daddy God, help my brother, he is so much in need of it. Thank you.
He has given us His blessing and has gone away.
Our Lady - My dear children, this is the gift I had promised you: God the Father coming in your midst. I thank you for the prayers you do during the day, and above all during the excursions. (Editor's note: car rides)
Marisa - What excursions? Yesterday I have broken myself all over.
Our Lady - Your bridegroom Jesus, my beloved bridegroom Joseph, grandmother Iolanda and I love you very much. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle. A kiss to the little Ismaele Maria. A kiss to the babies who are not present and to you. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. Praised be Jesus Christ.
Turning to Our Lady, Marisa is saying:
Marisa - Listen, remind Daddy God what He has promised. Prick Him.
Bishop - You must say: "Prod Him".
(A New apparition of God the Father after joking on the sentence from Marisa).
Daddy God - Please be seated, little Marisa. Would you like to prod Me?
Marisa - Yes, because You are too calm, You sit on your throne, peacefully. I have told Our Lady to come and prod You. But why are you back?
Daddy God - Because I am fond of you and I still want to be with you.
Marisa - Thank You, then come often. Do You like this? (Marisa is showing her ring with the dolphins) They are two dolphins, a fidelity symbol, one is You and one is me.
Bishop - No, one is me and one is you.
Marisa - When the Bishop speaks it is necessary to keep silent and obey. One is him and one is me. We will be faithful to You till the very end. Not just Our Lady, but I will call upon all the saints to prod You. Bye-bye, my God, Daddy God, thanks for coming, You let us spend some joyful time. We hope it is going to last…
Daddy God - The Bishop must have more patience…
Marisa - But he is right.
Daddy God - He is not right, for he wants things cooked and eaten, as they say in Rome.
Bishop - It is not true.
Daddy God - He has to wait for the required time.
Bishop - I do not want things cooked and eaten.
Daddy God - Excellency, I don't tell lies.
Bishop - But I who?
Daddy God - I, God.
Bishop - I am speaking with you (Turning to Marisa).
Marisa - But you have answered to Him, for He said you want things cooked and eaten.
Daddy God - My son, be good now, be smiling, be brilliant, if someone is not behaving properly, rebuke him and if he persists in the misconduct, send him…
Bishop - Where?
Daddy God - Away, Away.
Bishop - Who's talking now, you or Him?
Marisa - He is talking, it is always Him.
Daddy God - If the people are not behaving well, if they make you suffer: away, away, away.
Bishop - Away from where?
Daddy God - From your home.
Bishop - May I sit down, Daddy God?
Daddy God - Yes, yes, please sit down, my dear.
Bishop - May we talk for a little moment from father to son?
Daddy God - Yes, speak up.
Bishop - Daddy God, you know everything we have in our heart, hence I am not going to say it again, I just say: does it seem to You a possible human life the one we are leading?
Daddy God - Not for the others, for you yes; yours is a very great call.
Bishop - But how is it possible to be always surrounded by suffering, by lack of understanding, by badness, by calumnies, from higher up and from the bottom down!
Daddy God - Because people are bad. Remember, since I have created the world, man has always been bad, starting from Cain and Abel.
Bishop - But Abel was good, where are our Abel?
Daddy God - You have the youth, they are half Abel.
Bishop - But they have family and their job.
Daddy God - They help you when they can.
(God the Father is waiting for a new cassette to be loaded in the movie-camera).
Bishop - Thanks You for the patience You have had.
Daddy God - I have had the patience to listen to Marisa when she was playing with Ismaele, I have had the patience to wait for Fabrizio to load the new cassette; I love you so much that I am able to wait for you till tonight.
Marisa - Take it easy, I want to go out.
Daddy God - Now I am going to greet you, my dear children, and I beg you, have trust in Me. Worry not, I will come and see you and be with you.
Marisa - Thank You, my God, Bye-bye.
Bishop - Thank You.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 17th August 2007 - h. 8:22 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - Little Marisa, I am pleased for the prayers you say, for the rosaries you recite and for the H. Masses you listen. Pray with faith and love. I have come to be near you, I have promised that I would not forsake you and I will never forsake you.
Daddy God - I am always listening with love to the words your holy Bishop says, for he is already a saint for Us.
Marisa - And I?
Daddy God - You know you are a saint.
Marisa - Sometime ago You told me I am a creature of Heaven, yet I am on earth.
Daddy God - Little Marisa, don't start again to fly into a tantrum. You are a creature of Heaven, it is Daddy God saying it to you. I have come just to wish you every good and to give you my holy blessing. In the name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Marisa - Bye-bye, Daddy God, bye-bye, Mother of the Eucharist, bye-bye, mummy.
Daddy God - I know you are sick, my daughter, unfortunately you will be always sick, both because of men and because you are a very sick person. We are fond of you and We are preparing in Heaven something great; you know it.
Marisa - I know You are preparing my arrival in Heaven, but I don't know the date, I don't know the exact day.
Daddy God - Little Marisa, don't start again as the Bishop did!
Marisa - All right, I won't say anything, it's ok like that, bye-bye.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 19th August 2007 - h. 0:44 a.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - Thanks. May I sit down?
Our Lady - Do as you like, my angel, creature of Heaven. We do our best to make you feel better, but at times it is hard. This night will be hard, but we will do all we can to be near you, so you may succeed to overcome your pain and the Bishop may succeed to rest. Little creature of Heaven, how much suffering we have asked you, but all was decided by God before you were born. We thank you from the deep of our heart for everything you have done for the Church, for the priests, for the adults, for the youth and that you will continue to do even when you will have reached your mummy in Heaven; then it will be all easier for you. Now you must still have a lot of patience.
Marisa - But I am not asking much, I just ask to sleep during the night. Today I have been very sick for the whole day, anyway I will be happy if you let me have a rest this night. If during the day I am not feeling well, never mind, because the day quickly goes, I go out, I am in good company and I pray.
Our Lady - Thank you, little Marisa, I know you all pray a lot, the Bishop prays a lot. Thank you from the deep of my heart for what you young people do for my two little sons.
Marisa - At times I and the Bishop fear we are losing our soul.
Our Lady - No, little Marisa, you will not lose your soul, because, spiritually speaking, you are already in Heaven. Look at it, look at your Heaven.
Marisa - Thank you, thank you, I do not deserve all this. Help the people who are fond of us, help my young people and my young people's children, they are innocent and good creatures. Have you seen how Miriam is kissing you? How many little kisses she is sending you?
Our Lady - I am pleased about all this, I am happy about you because you pray. My dear little children, your Mummy is going to leave you and go back to God the Father, but remember: when you are with the Bishop, I am always next to him and with him. Courage, little Marisa, be strong, my daughter, you have been always heroic, you have been truly the strong woman of the Gospel, even if, for us, you are a small creature of Heaven. "Let the little children come unto me for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these" Jesus said, but He didn't mean the age, He meant love, that love going forth from and going back to God; God is love. Thank you. Together with my and your Bishop I bless you, your dear ones and the little sleeping girl. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. Praised be Jesus Christ. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Marisa - Send me my mummy this night, if you cannot come.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 19th August 2007 - h. 1:05 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - Daddy God, Brother God, Friend God, my God, thank You for this unexpected visit of yours.
Daddy God - Our little Madonna, grandmother Iolanda and all the angels and saints are present too. Look how many children are around Me.
Marisa - My God, if You have come, tell us something.
Daddy God - Little Marisa, don't you start all over again, I told you, when the time will come you will know. Now I want you to pray for a nation going adrift. This evening I will take you with me, of course, you won't see Me, but you will feel my presence. Together with the Heavenly Mother and your mummy We will go and help those poor people. You want to come away, and I agree, but if you would only know how much work there is still to be done.
Marisa - My God, the Bishop always says: "As there are many millions of men on earth, wouldn't You call somebody else?" I am very tired, at times I hide it, at times I laugh and joke, but the exhaustion is strong within me. This morning, when I woke up, I said: "Stay in bed a little longer", for I felt exhausted, then, thinking to everything I had to do, I got up, but I am really worn-out. Anyway I must thank You for the big and beautiful rose You sent me last night, I did not expect I could have a rest. Thank you, my God.
Daddy God - Don't have to thank Me. Each to his own; you have deserved this big rose and I have given it to you.
Marisa - I am unable to find where to buy such a big rose.
Daddy God - Buy what you want. You know I show Myself through a rose, as in this moment, or as a star, or as that beautiful African flower you like so much, for you love Africa. This evening we will go to save a nation in Africa.
Marisa - Are you going away? Stay a little bit more with us.
Daddy God - I must go; the task of the apparition belongs to our Mummy, the Mother of the Eucharist. Bye-bye little Heavenly angel, I will see you again this evening, I will see you and you won't see Me.
Marisa - Thank You, my God, thank You.
Our Lady - My dear children, thanks for your attendance. I have felt a great joy to see Daddy God coming in your midst. Little Marisa, you were amazed, you did not expect it, but Daddy God gives these surprises and you all should be happy and satisfied. Once more I thank you for the prayers you do, but extend them to the whole world. The Bishop has prayed for this town, for this feast, for these people, for the people coming in this place for holiday. During holiday many people sin gravely and this makes us suffer a lot. The sacrilege is the most serious and ugly sin that keeps Jesus the Eucharist at a distance. Never keep a distance from Jesus the Eucharist, you must be always his children, you His bride. The Bishop is right when he says: "That song suits you". Yes, that song suits you, little Marisa.
Marisa - Can I/he/she/we/they/you speak? You see in me many things that I don't see, neither I feel, and…
Our Lady - Keep on praying. Today little Miriam's parents are going back home. I know you will be very sorry for that, little Marisa, however this is life. They have to go back, their job is waiting for them. I don't want to linger longer, for I hear your voice is going away. At times we help you to sing and to speak and at times your voice goes away, but this is a natural fact, your vocal cords are so much worn out and you are labouring when speaking. I am happy that even if you are just a few, you are gathering to pray. Pray especially during feast days, for more sins are committed. Your Mummy thanks you and with all of the Heaven and with my Bishop, to whom I ask his consent, I give the holy blessing.
We hold you tight in Our heart. In the name of the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit. Amen. Praised be Jesus Christ.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 22nd August 2007 - h. 2:30 a.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - If you have forgiven, it means you love; you have always loved everybody. You are in Villetta Barrea and you went through a very critical moment. Now go and have a rest. Say just a little prayer, this evening. Daughter of mine, Heavenly little angel, how good you are!
Marisa - How can you say I am good, when I feel to be so much wicked. Now let me feel a little better, for I do not feel well at all and I do not want to say it to the Bishop, my brother, for I do not want him to get worried about me. My little Holy Madonna, Virgin all white, you have seen Jesus on the cross, listen to my voice. I love you very much, do in such a way that I am good and a saint soon.
Our Lady - What are you saying, my angel? You are a Heavenly creature. Now we are going to recite a prayer for you.
Marisa - Hello, my little Madonna. Help me, please. I have some confusion in my head, I don't understand anything, I don't know where I am, I know nothing.
Our Lady - Now go and lie down and the same will do your brother; he will be near you and will help you. We will help you to have a rest.
Marisa - I don't know where the bathroom is, my little Madonna.
Our Lady - Go straight ahead, turn left, and there you will find the bathroom; thereafter the others will bring you back to bed.
Marisa - Why am I so confused and unable to see?
Our Lady - Because you love too much and love wears you out; but it is beautiful to love your neighbour, even if he makes you suffer, go, my daughter, go.
Marisa - Bye-bye, give my greetings to my mummy. I am unable to see.
Bishop - We are going to help you, little Marisa.
Marisa - Shall we go?

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 22nd August 2007 - h. 7:40 p.m. (Letter of God)
Blessed Virgin Mary Our Queen
Our Lady - In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Praised be Jesus Christ.
Today it is a great feast for us in Heaven, it is the feast of Mary Our Queen. Little Marisa, someone has called you a Queen.
Marisa - But I am not a Queen, I am a poor lady.
Our Lady - First of all I want to thank your Bishop, for he wanted to give you a small present. Sure, you would deserve much more for what you have done, but he could not have done more than that. He has to face many expenses and pay for a lot of medicines, more than that he could not have done, He has done it with all his heart, with all his love. For this reason I have come to bless the small presents that he has given to each of you. Be pleased for this.
My dear children, young fellows, let's say, who are here to help my two sons, your Mummy thanks you and blesses you, your dear ones, the little Miria Claudia, all the children and all the little nephews. The feast of Mary Our Queen is a great feast, but it is not felt so much on earth, I would say it is not even known, but you have always remembered it, since you sojourned in that little village, in the Macerata county, where the coach came, on day twenty-second and the people did not do anything else but pray. I came and blessed everybody all the same.
When I come I want to bless all the people present and send my blessing to those people who are absent and far away for sundry reasons and above all the sick ones. There are among you some seriously ill people, pray for them. The litany to grandmother Iolanda for your sick people is really beautiful, I too am praying for them. When one of you will depart and will go up to Heaven (the Visionary, editor's note), there will be help, consolation and miracles. The one who will remain (the Bishop, editor's note), at the beginning will feel the suffering, then it will be left behind and he will remember the beautiful things that there have been. Pray, my dear children, pray for this departure, it is very important for her, but also for the others. Every day, even if little Marisa doesn't go into ecstasy, I will come to bless you. Thank you.
Together with my and your Bishop who today regrettably is not feeling very well, I bless you, your dear ones, your sacred articles. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle.
Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
Praised be Jesus Christ.
Bishop - May I ask a question?
Our Lady - Sure.
Bishop - Would little Marisa have come to Heaven yesterday evening, if you were not there to hold her back on earth?
Our Lady - Yes.
Bishop - Thank you, for she has to depart for Heaven when she is in Rome.
Our Lady - Yes; this is the reason she was helped, but she was sick, very sick, she could not even remember where she was, and she could no longer see and would not recognize anybody. I came with grandmother Iolanda, we placed ourselves next to her so she could fall asleep and she had a rest, not as much as other times, however she had a rest. Do you want to know something else, Excellency?
Bishop - I am always waiting for that answer from God, it is enough for the time being. Thank you.
Our Lady - In the name of the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit. Amen
Our Lady - Bye-bye
Marisa - Bye-bye, Mummy, Thank you. She has blessed us one by one.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 24th August 2007 - h. 11:12 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - I do not have just a single pain, but the whole of my body is full with aches and pains. I ask you: at least cure me from some illness, not forever because my nephew, a doctor, said to me I have many chronic diseases. Do you think I have been greedy?
Our Lady - No, little Marisa, you never eat anything, once that you eat something, you have eaten it with relish. The illness is very serious and is progressing every day. We succeed to make you rest during the night, not for six, seven hours, because, unfortunately, you have to get up for one reason or another and you must expectorate, however we are helping, my daughter, Heavenly creature.
Marisa - Today I don't feel such a help, I have said it to God the Father too: "I don't feel your help". If I'm well, also the people next to me are feeling well, above all the Bishop is feeling well. Either for health problems or for the pain, I am always sick. Can you do something? Please, go to God the Father and ask Him to make me feel a little better, just a little bit, so I am able to be in harmony with my friends. I do not play, for I am not feeling well; furthermore, since Jesus has put on me the crown of thorns, I suffer more. By the way, when is He going to remove it?
Our Lady - Sunday morning, my darling.
Marisa - Sunday morning?! Oh my God! What day is today?
Bishop - Today is Friday.
Marisa - Still Friday?!
Our Lady - Yes, but we will help you, worry not. Even the stigmata are hurting you, even…
Bishop - … The lance blow.
Marisa - Even the liver and bones are hurting me, I am aching all over. All right, if you help me I will accept it, anyway even if I do not accept it, it is always up to You to decide. If you are going to help me I will have more strength and courage to endure everything for the love of Jesus, my Bridegroom, for the love of all the people who love me, and they are just a few.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, you have all of Heaven loving you.
Marisa - Yes, but now I am still on earth and I wish I would feel a little better, just a little bit. Think, the stomach is giving me an awful pain, and it is nothing compared to the other sufferings. Add the crown of thorn, the stigmata, the lance blow and then sum them up. Anyway, if you help me, I will accept it, do as you like.
Our Lady - We thank you, little Marisa, for everything you are doing.
Marisa - But you told me I would have no longer suffered for the priests…
Our Lady - For the priests no, but for the triumph of the Church yes.
Marisa - Why then don't you take me and let Bishop Claudio fly to the peak of the Church? We all would be happy and satisfied.
Our Lady - All right, little Marisa, keep on playing, we are very pleased when we see you all playing. Even if you make some blunders, worry not, this is not what offends us, not at all. God loves you, I love you, grandmother Iolanda loves you.
Marisa - Does God really love us?
Our Lady - Little Marisa, what are you saying?
Marisa - Why is He making me suffer so much?
Our Lady - God loves you. Courage. I give you my blessing. Praised be Jesus Christ. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Marisa - Bye-bye. A kiss to all of Heaven. Thanks for coming. Is God resting? Didn't He come for this reason?
Our Lady - No, little Marisa, God has sent me, worry not, God is not resting, He is thinking about the whole world.
Marisa - All right, bye-bye.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 26th August 2007 - h. 0:49 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Praised be Jesus Christ.
It is nice to hear you singing, especially when all of you do the same voice, but if there is also a second voice it must be done. Why do you join the one holding the first voice? I have said this to you in a joking tone. Instead I ask you seriously to record, transcribe and recite together every prayer your Bishop is saying. Every prayer is very beautiful, every prayer is concerned with God and the Church. I told you to speak no more about the priests, but about the triumph of the Church, this yes, the rest leave it to Us.
I have come, with God the Father permission, to bring you a simple letter, but full of love for you. God loves you over every thing, God protects the meek, not the arrogant and the proud. You all have to progress in the spiritual life with humility, sincerity, simplicity and love: the love that sees God as source and aim. As your Bishop says, Daddy God, Brother God, Friend God, is your God. You must love Him and the people, even if they do not behave as you wish; they must not be blamed for this, but must be helped and understood. If they do not want to be helped, it is not up to you, I mean the cenacle, to judge. Each of you has his own character, but every action of yours must be oriented towards God. If you go to God, you go to His creatures as well. You are God's creatures, I am God's creature and all of us must love God. When a task or a mission is entrust to you do not be proud of it, keep humble and simple. Never feel you have reached the top. I give you an example: your sister knows since a long what her place in Heaven is, but she never boasted about it, on the contrary, she was afraid to take this step. Never feel you have reached the top, be always humble, pious, devoted and be loving, I am very firm on love, for God is love and you must be His children full of love.
In Heaven they are preparing great celebrations and someone (The Bishop, Editor's note) wants to know the hour and the time of little Marisa's departure. This is not possible, God is organizing and when everything is ready He says: "We have reached our aim". Have trust, plenty faith in God, do not let yourselves go. Above all keep the spirit high, even if at times you would like to hit your head against the wall. As God the Father says in His letter, raise your head, hold it always high because we in Heaven are with you.
Courage, my little children, try to be friend with everybody, do not make closed groups. You have to form a beautiful cenacle, a beautiful group of young people, I will be always with you, as I am always with my Bishop, my son.
To you, little Marisa, what can I say? Courage, my daughter, the suffering is testing you every day and every night; last night you have slept soundly in my arms.
Marisa - Come always, do not come just once, when you feel like, come every time and let me sleep, without break.
Bishop - Last night it was nice.
Marisa - I have no words to thank you and above all God, for last night a big rose arrived. We do not have such a big rose, we are satisfied to pick up the little roses in our garden. Can we pick them up?
Our Lady - Yes, of course, all belongs to God, God has created all.
Marisa - How good you are, you are so good.
Our Lady - I Thank all of you for what you have done for my Bishop, for little Marisa, creature of Heaven. When you will be back home or at work, keep on praying for these two little sons of mine, for they need a lot of strength to go on; only with prayers you may obtain what you want. Thanks for the help that was given by the others who came and went away. I, your Mummy, together with my holy Bishop, I bless you, your dear ones, the sacred articles your Bishop has had the thought to donate to you.
Marisa - What a big thought!
Our Lady - I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover with my maternal mantle, as I have always covered during this time. In fact it did not rain here, but in the neighbourhood yes.
Marisa - We always had sunshine.
Our Lady - Thanks to whom? To God. You were blessed by the sun and the moon.
Marisa - You are the moon and Jesus is the sun.
Our Lady - Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
Praised be Jesus Christ.
Marisa - Bye-bye, mummy, today you are smiling, thank you, mummy.
In the name of the father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
My mummy has come.
Bishop - She always comes.
Marisa - Today she was smiling.
Bishop - Thank goodness. Poor lady, yesterday she cried so much.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 26th August 2007- h. 1:01 p.m. (Letter of God)
H.E. Mons. Claudio Gatti, ordained Bishop by God, is speaking to the audience.
Bishop - When I say some unplanned prayers, Jesus, Our Lady, Saint Joseph and grandmother Iolanda come around.
Daddy God - And I, God, Am I not coming? I wanted to hear the Bishop talk.
Marisa - That's the way he talks, but he is fond of You.
Daddy God - Sure, I know he is fond of Me.
Marisa - My God, thanks for coming, let me feel a little better because also yesterday evening I was on the brink of death. Now let me live. Thank you, my God, thank you for everything you are doing for us, even if sometimes our spirit goes low, but then it rises up again.
Daddy God - Courage, Excellency, creature of Heaven.
Marisa - He too is now a creature of Heaven?
Daddy God - Courage, you know I am not forsaking you, you know I am near you. Speak, say what you want, grumbling too, be calm, I am not getting upset at all.
Courage, little sons of mine, I give you my great blessing and spread my arms on you. In the name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Bye-bye, Excellency.
Bishop - Bye-bye, Daddy.
Daddy God - This is what I wanted to hear: "Bye-bye, Daddy"
Marisa - Then I will also say: "Bye-bye, Daddy"

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 29th August 2007 - h.0:12 a.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - I would like to ask you to let me feel a little better, not for me, but for the others, for those people living here with me, above all for the Bishop. I have eaten and it went bad, I have taken the medicines and it went even worse. What must I do?
Our Lady - Try till tomorrow to take the medicines, for they are good for you. If your stomach would keep on hurting you, then leave everything out, my daughter, it is useless to try; you are asking for help to God the Father just as We are asking. Your legs are hurting you, your head is aching, the shoulders, the stomach, your whole body is hurting and We are able to help you as much as God allows. Eat calmly, but if you cannot properly chew the food then leave the food. Tomorrow we will still try with the medicines, we will help you, my daughter. Do you think we are not grieving for you? Do you think we see not your suffering and we don't suffer? Yes, but this is your task, this is your way to love God and the Church. Courage, We are all near you.
Marisa - Little Madonna, I am not asking for me, but for the Bishop. He is bad when I am bad. I ask you also to let us have a rest, let us not go through those nights as two days ago. Help us to love you more and more, in spite of all these sufferings.
Our Lady - Courage, creature of Heaven, We are near you, even if it does not look like it. You have suffered a lot, yours is a never ending martyrdom, day after day. Some martyrs died at once, they suffered for a short time. You have been suffering since many years, this is why I say that yours is a never ending martyrdom, actually, every day is bigger and bigger. There are many people praying for you, especially the Bishop. Courage, be strong, my daughter, and I hope that soon you may go into God's arms.
Marisa - Thank you, tonight help me, for I have so many sufferings.
Our Lady - Did you see that I removed the pain in your leg? Now your head is going a little bit better and the stomach, unfortunately, is attacked by the medicines. For this reason I have asked you to try till tomorrow and if it is not satisfactory, let them go. Raise your eyes to Heaven, look at God, even if you do not see Him, and recite: Our Father… Together with my and your Bishop I bless you and I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle. Courage, little Marisa.
Marisa - Are you going to let me sleep tonight? Please, I am so scared during the night.
Our Lady - We will be near you.
Marisa - Bye-bye.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 31st August 2007 - h. 11:11 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - I am not going to suggest you an answer for the game, I never did it, nor will I ever do it. You are a creature of Heaven, a creature of earth, good if you know them, if you do not know them it means you have not studied.
I have come to encourage you to go ahead. Now you have succeed to rest at night, thank God. During the day you have a lot of pains, I would say quite plenty of them, anyway you are helped, my daughter, if you were not helped you wouldn't be like that. The joy of playing, smiling, laughing, is helping you a lot. Thank you, little Marisa, this is the way every Christian should be, do not go down with your spirit, but let yourself go to God, live, rejoice and pray.
Thank you. I bless you all, in the name of the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Marisa - Aren't you going to suggest me an answer?
Our Lady - No.
Marisa - All right. It wasn't me thinking about it, this one here (pointing to Chiara) suggested it to me, all kind of thoughts come to her mind. More than seven years of Purgatory she must do!
Our Lady - No. You will find a cubbyhole for her too.
Marisa - All right, I entrust you the Bishop in a special way. I am taking all the diseases of the lady who is going to give birth, of the man who is going to be operated on… I can't cope any more. Try to make someone feel better, for I can't cope any more. Bye-bye.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 1st September 2007 - h. 8:34 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - I see a lot of light, but Our Lady is not here yet.
Our Lady - Praised be Jesus Christ, my dear children. In this first Saturday of the month I am with you with great joy. The people from the cenacle are missing, but I see them all, I see the adults, the young ones and the children.
There is a song that I like very much and strikes Jesus and his Heavenly creature (Marisa, Editor's note). You all know it, you may sing it every so often.
Today I have come to say to love each other, to help each other, to amend each other. If someone makes a mistake, reprimand him with love and charity. It may happen that someone makes a mistake for many reasons, then it is up to the brother or to the sister to amend him, with love, I beg you.
I gladly come in your midst, but unfortunately there are always some notes out of tune. I would like very much to help these people, and my Bishop too would like to help them, but I see it is not easy. They are persons dominated by pride and haughtiness, they know they are making a mistake, but they are not going to recognize it. This happens both with some adults, and with some young persons, but the young ones are just a few. The youth loves very much my two little sons, as I, the Mother of the Eucharist, love them.
When we were recently by the Jordan River, Jesus embraced the Bishop, spoke at length with him and told him many nice things. The Bishop must have plenty strength and courage to face the people who are against him, and there are many of them; to you I ask to pray for him. Jesus loves him, I love him, the babies love him, but above all God loves him, that God who very often shows His presence in your midst. He knows everything and listens with a lot of love and patience to all the people calling upon Him. You too call upon the Almighty: "God, my God, help us, help each of us, helps the sick people and those who are in hospital, you can do it". Turn to God with simplicity, with love, as Jesus used to talk to the children and grown-ups, with love. This evening we will return to the Jordan River.
Marisa - Hence I will eat this evening. Yes, all right.
Our Lady - Tonight we will have a lot to do because from there we will go to Nepal to help the families. It will be a long night, but you will not be aware whether it is night or day, for there will be always light; all will be lit up because God will be with us.
When you sees the light, say at once: "What a beautiful light, so much light!" there there is the loving God. Amend your imperfections, help each other and if someone wants to boss around, for he claims to know everything, let it be. Remember that it is not hard to go to Heaven, but a lot of love is required. If you do not love, you won't go to Heaven.
Marisa - Are all of us here present going to Heaven at once?
Our Lady - Little Marisa, you have asked a tactless question… I cannot say that; for two of you I am sure, but I cannot say anything for the others. Be more silent and listen.
Marisa - All right, thanks for coming, thanks for the nice words and thanks for your help.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 2nd September 2007 - h. 1:47 p.m. (Marisa's account)
Marisa - Before Our Lady arrival I must say something that I may not be able to explain properly, for I do not have the loosen language the Bishop has. I went through a very hard and difficult night, but I have been helped quite a lot by Jesus. In spite of his help, I felt the pain in a particular strong way. I knew that some souls, which used to live in mortal sin since quite some time, were saved and also many young people who were at…what's the name of the place?
Bishop - Loreto.
Marisa - Christ was on the cross and asked me to suffer all this night for the Pope. I sort of revolted and answered: "You told me that I would have no longer suffered for the priests, but for the laymen, the youth and the children. How comes you are asking me this?" Jesus, bowing his head and with his eyes full of tears said to me: "Little Marisa, help me".
The suffering was awful and kept on for the whole night. I had such a pain that I wouldn't wish it to my worst enemy and that took away my eyesight. I was blind for quite some time. The pain increased, the thorns were hammered on my forehead and the nails went into my hands and feet and I said to Jesus: "Be as You will" and I accepted. I don't know if it is just for this night or He will give me so much suffering for other nights yet to come. I hope not for I wouldn't be able to bear it. Perhaps I have never asked for it, but now I ask you to pray a little for me, so I may have the strength to accept all this, for it seems impossible to me that, at first, Jesus said to me not to suffer any more for the priests and then he even asked me to suffer for Ratzinger. I have told you, with my words, what has happened to me last night, for I am not able to speak properly.
Bishop - Must you suffer for his conversion?
Marisa - He didn't say anything, I don't know if it is for his conversion. Jesus was waiting for my "Yes" while kneeling down before me, and eventually I said: "Yes" I think you would have done the same.
Bishop - I don't know.
Marisa - I think that eventually anyone would have said yes, for how can you say no to Christ on his knees, asking for your help while crying? How can you say no? I took quite a while before answering, I did not answer immediately because I thought about all our talks, and about what God said to me, that the suffering mission for the priests was over. I took quite a lot of time thinking over it. But what can an ignorant person like me think over! And I said yes.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 2nd September 2007 - h. 1:57 p.m. (Letter of God)
Our Lady - No, little Marisa, I wanted you to finish your speech first. It was a very simple speech, and understandable; worry not.
My dear children, what your sister has told you has happened many times and keeps on happening. Even during my time these situations would take place. I was picked on because I was in order. Those not in order were treated well, but I and my bridegroom Joseph were not treated well, especially from our relatives. Hence you must have neither apprehension nor any worry if the world keeps on going like that. God created a very nice world, He created the sea, the rivers, the flowers, the mountains and everything that is beautiful, but men has ruined and destroyed it. In what way? With pride, with haughtiness. Those who are meek are harassed, are criticized. Those who are arrogant, those who misuses their power, are treated with respect. But you are fighting arrogance and haughtiness, grow your love towards everybody and help each other.
I heard so many things against me. They criticized me because I took a man quite older than I was or they said that I married him because he was handsome. They did not know that God gave me this holy man, this holy Son to safeguard my purity, my virginity. The world does not comprehend it, does not understand it. If one of you behaves well, he is not understood, he is badly considered.
Do you think that among the apostles there was no jealousy? Yes, there was some jealousy, but they succeeded to emend themselves, to love each other and to be fond of each other. Do you think that all those people running after Jesus were faithful and docile disciples? No, they were running after Jesus for their interest, so the people would see they were with Him; there were many people who did not love Him.
But Jesus would look them straight in their eyes and would love them all, as He did with the wealthy young man who understood nothing. When Jesus asked him to sell all his riches and follow Him, he sadly went away. When Jesus asks you some sacrifice or to give up something, be calm, He is not asking you big things, do it, say yes to Jesus. He loves everybody. He loves with a boundless love the Bishop who occasionally asks Him: "Jesus, do you love me?" Yes, Jesus loves the Bishop, He loves the youth and the adults. Love wins all and brings you to Heaven.
Together with my and your holy Bishop, I bless you, your dear ones and the your sacred articles. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. Praised be Jesus Christ. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 6th September 2007 - h. 7:58 p.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - I suffer for these wounds that were invisible before, then they became visible and again invisible in the end. They opened before everybody in such a… bloody way that I thought I was going crazy. Now they are invisible and I suffer more, anyway I am happy, for they cannot be seen. I just wanted to know: when are you removing this pain that makes me breathless? Today I have been always blocked inside here, I miss the air, I miss the sky and, in spite of all, I have worked and prayed with my brothers.
Jesus - Little Marisa, be calm, before supper I will remove the sufferings from the stigmata, but the other aches are part of the human nature.
Marisa - Thank you, Jesus. We will be all satisfied if you will let me feel a little better for these last three days,
Jesus - Little Marisa, who asked to suffer for those two young persons? Wasn't that you? And I have said yes. You say yes when I ask you something and I say yes you when you ask me something.
Marisa - What am I supposed to do now? Must I not suffer for my young people?
Bishop - Let's pray, Jesus.
Marisa - Yes, let's pray for the two young persons and for all the other sick people, let's pray for little Marisa too, so she may feel well during these last three days, as the Bishop, my beloved brother and friend, desires.
Bishop - Jesus, if You want, we will pray for the whole night.
Jesus - No. During the night you have to sleep.
Marisa - Will you help us to fall asleep? Last night I fell asleep after four o'clock. Mine is not a quiet sleep, for I have to get up often to go to the bathroom; all these breaks make me sleepless. Even if I fall asleep again, I am not resting for the hours that a soul should sleep. I don't want to sleep like a log, but I don't want just a catnap either, I want to sleep a little bit more because I need it. Have you seen what I have done for the whole day? I have slept on my armchair and I have gone to bed when the others were going to eat. Am I going to sleep tonight?
Jesus - This night you will sleep, little Marisa. Your rest is always difficult at the beginning, for you have to put some order everywhere in your body, but you will see that you will fall asleep. Anyway you will see that before supper you will no longer have the sufferings from the stigmata.
Marisa - I beg your pardon, Jesus, if I dare, this pain so atrocious is tormenting my head, my shoulder, my feet and hands. Wouldn't you be able, as there are only three days left, to let me feel a little better?
Jesus - Yes, all right, these three days you will feel better, not well, just better. Is that all right for you?
Bishop - Thanks, Jesus.
Marisa - Jesus, if You say so… Actually, it would have been better if You would have let me feel totally well, but we are satisfied. I wanted to say that when we will be back in Rome, we will be having some big problems. Could You repair the situation?
Jesus - Little Marisa, I promise I will try to repair this situation, but remember that it is quite difficult.
Marisa - Do You know that the Bishop must have a rest when You will be taking me away?
Jesus - Yes, yes, it's right, it's right like that.
Marisa - I have my heart full of things to ask and now nothing comes to my mind, anyway what I was interested in was whether you would accept the Bishop's proposal: to feel better in the last three days of our stay in the mountain.
Jesus - I will accept what the Bishop has also asked later on, be calm. I won't say that you will be 100% well, you cannot, for your body is very sick. Some people near you do not realize how sick you are.
Marisa - Do you know that I am not aware of how sick I am? It looks like I am feeling better. Isn't it, Jesus?
Jesus - Yes, you are better, if this makes you happy.
Marisa - Yes, it looks like I am better, except for the pain coming all of a sudden. The Bishop says no and I say yes. What do you say?
Jesus - Yes, I think the same as you do.
Marisa - Thanks, Jesus. (Marisa is sending several kisses to Jesus) Are you going to greet, on my behalf, my earthly mummy, my Heavenly Mummy, S. Joseph, my little nephews and all those African children I brought to You? Greet everybody. Bye-bye, Jesus, thanks, a thousand thanks, thanks also on the Bishop's behalf; I hope You will be satisfied. Yes, bye-bye. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Jesus, you are my beloved bridegroom! Are you happy, Iaio?
Bishop - Quite happy! Let's celebrate a thanksgiving H. Mass at once.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 8th September 2007 - h. 6:00 p.m. (Letter of God)
Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary
Bishop - gentleman, god an and draw, daddy god, brother god, friend god, if had to be tight praies the conclusions of this holiday period, I have to say honestly that the help there has stated, above all during the nights and in some emergency moments by day, however she/he/it/you doesn't start again Rome rested, as we hoped. We are tired, any of us it may say of starts again Rome reassured. Marisa sustains this meets with you, expensive mama, only for us. I would not have wanted do it because I know in like conditions is, but does me pleasure that she/he/it/you has cominged and above all if help she. I know that not be necessary questions behaviour, but some that concerns we are legitimate do you/it. How will do to begin the new year in this conditions?
Some, as you have said many times, if you not had helped are collapsed, stretched on the bed, destitute of forces, but in the our conditions as she/he/it/you is possible work and give the better than if same? My god, I submit you this question. You know even all the other problem of our house, you know when are seriously ill, when they are difficult. All the our crosses, my god, I am heavy! are able removes some? If she/he/it/you is not this the moment to answer , I camp, say you when and will listen you, as have always done. We want rejoyce, show to all our joy and happiness, but, as you see, Marisa is destitute of strengthes and I don't succeed more to bear our situation, that me effort of provision in the prayer and in the abandonment to you my god, when they will end him/her/it our sufferings? I have said that she/he/it/you doesn't be afraid of fight, I am ready to fights against all the enemies, that are many and powerful, as she/he/it/you has said the mother of the Sunday Eucharist, but not I have the strength to withstand to certain family situations, that destroy me the physicist and lacerate me the soul. You have said that we have converted a lot of souls, above all she with the his sufferings, helped the persons of the community to overcome difficult and critical moments and new given energy to the church, because is able revive and triumph. Jesus, you have said: " you have done everything that have to do, say: are serve useless ", here, we feel useless servants. Only you, my god, six necessary, only you, my god, six important. Some, if have called to live and to cover of the responsibility, she/he/it/you wants say that trust we and we will look for of deserves you/it , however my god helps , and as the apostles, I not shout, because not I have more strengthes, but I murmur: "Gentleman, waked, because otherwise perish". However, my god, to you the praise, glorifies you/it and the honor completely the centuries of the centuries. Amen.
Our Lady - Now I am going to answer my holy Bishop on God's behalf. You have been helped a lot, there were plenty and frequent adversities because little Marisa is not at all well. Yesterday I have said to give her no more medicines and she was feeling better. Tomorrow you will be back home and this poor creature of Heaven won't be able to go out anymore. Who is going to take her outside? No one. There are staircases to do. We cannot heal her completely, for God has thus decided. But she was given some aid, aid not fully recognized by you, for you see your sick sister suffering all the time, and she suffers a lot, a lot. Did you ever hear her complaining for the pain? If someone has heard it, it is because she too is a human creature.
Little Marisa, the Heaven is preparing something great, as I have already told you. Now you are praying for Gigi Sabani and for Luciano Pavarotti, so they may come to Heaven.
Our holy Bishop has to get ready for the stupendous . It is right when you say that you want to bring Him with you. Humanly speaking it is right, for you know that in the early times he will suffer a lot. But if you bring him away, who is going to put the Church in order and revive it?
Marisa - You and God. I beg your pardon, it just went out of my heart. Why must he put the Church in order? He has already suffered a lot. He hasn't got a day's rest. Let him have a good sound rest, so he may recover and then send him to the stupendous heights. Is Mr God satisfied? Ask Him whether He is satisfied.
Our Lady - Little Marisa, God is satisfied for everything, provided you do no evil, provided you do not sin. The sins are offending God, not these sketches, these pranks of yours.
Marisa - Just a moment, I have done no prank this evening, I have said with all my heart: "You and Mr God put the Church in order", the Saint is having rest and I, hopefully, come to Heaven soon, soon, soon.
Our Lady - Even some of the apostles said that in their heart. They wanted to die, go away, for they were tired to bear all the suffering and the people who were talking badly. I listened to what they said, but the decision to bring them away was up to God.
Marisa - Little Madonna, tomorrow I am back at home, which is also your home. Have a look at it, what can you do? Say to Mr God that I need a lot of help because if I'm well, Mr Saint here present, certainly not saint at once, will be well too.

Villetta Barrea (L'Aquila), 9th September 2007 - h. 11:00 a.m. (Letter of God)
Marisa - How come you have come with your Sunday clothes?
Our Lady - Yesterday was my feast, but also today God the Father wanted all of us to be dressed with our Sunday clothes.
Do you remember that Saint Paul persecuted the Christians and had them killed? On the road to Damascus Jesus appeared to him, he fell from his horse and was left blind. When the eyesight came back again, he was ordained bishop and started to preach in towns, from region to region. He did not worry at all about those people who used to persecute and curse him, but he went on convinced that Jesus is the saviour. I am sure that you know Saint Paul because your Bishop is talking a lot about him. Even if he persecuted and killed the Christians, today he is a saint. I have told about him so you may understand that each of you may become a saint. There is no need to do great things to achieve holiness, it is enough to do well the little things. God calls everybody to holiness. How many people not in order converted, they did good deeds, practised charity and helped the poor men; for this reason God has opened the Heaven to them. You too will operate with love in the same way. God has not called you to do big things. You may become a saint by doing little things. I will be near those people who behave in this way. My dear children, my words are straightforward, but loaded with love: obey, do the will of God, love your neighbour and all those people who are in need, and you will realize how everything will become easy. I want you all in Heaven with me. Thank you, if you will answer this call. Together with my holy Bishop I bless you, your dear ones, your children, all the families and the little cenacle. I hold all of you tight in my heart and I cover you with my maternal mantle. Go in the peace of God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.
Little Marisa, you know what you must expect, it is no use to talk about it. Praised be Jesus Christ. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
(Marisa is feeling sick)
Marisa - You tell me what I must do, what I must eat.
Our Lady - Are we coming to a head, little Marisa?
Marisa - I don't know what to say, I did my best. I have tasted some food, but I feel like throwing up. What must I do? I have eaten three…
Bishop - Macaroni.
Marisa - I have eaten three macaroni.
Our Lady - Too little. If you want to have some calories, if you want to be with the others a little, you have to eat something more and drink. You are not drinking and not eating.
Marisa - I have tasted the salad: it's bitter. I have already the mouth so bad on its own.
Our Lady - There is no person suitable for you, the Bishop cannot do the cooking for you, it is not his task.
Marisa - I have nobody who could help me. Now I am going to eat a pudding, with the hope that it will go down, because my stomach is hurting me. I have a bitter within. Must I argue with you too?
Our Lady - You have to face up to a trip, little Marisa.
Marisa - The stomach is hurting me. Now I will try with a pudding, but that is enough because I cannot cope with it. Now the stomach, pancreas, colon are hurting me, everything is hurting me.
If my time has come, tell me, please. Have some compassion, mercy for me. You speak of charity and I ask you compassion and mercy.
Bishop - Let's turn to Daddy God.
Marisa - Go, ask Daddy God what I can eat. If He has decided otherwise and my time has come, it is welcome. You cannot make me eat things that are hurting me. All right, Bye-bye. I will make an effort. In the meantime go to Daddy God and ask Him. Why my stomach is hurting me so much? I never had such a strong pain.
Bishop - Why do they insist that you must eat if you are not able to?
Marisa - Because I feel cold, I have no calories.
Bishop - Cannot Daddy God intervene in an extraordinary way?
Marisa - I asked her to go to God.

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