A voice crying in the desert. Even if few listen, someone must point the way. Who will this be? What light can suddenly shine in the great darkness?
How many will come against this light! Already attacked from every side. A voice still hidden in the Woman’s heart whom she alone will bring forth at the proper time. All is prepared. She has readied his voice. What will he proclaim? He will usher in the Age of Mary in its fullness. After him, no one can hold back her blessings. How she awaits that moment. How she grieves that so many are lost without her help. Yet, she must wait because if she brought him forth now, the gift would pour out on hearts that are not ready to receive.