Poured out wholly, fully… My deep Love for you. Do not suppose that there are limits to My boundless Love. No end. “Consider it all a loss” against My Love. Hearts weep… wounded, wanting to be filled, lonely, hurt, sorrowful. Reaching, grasping… for what? Me. They do not know Me and suffer. Not because I Will it, but because they do not know the only True Source of peace, happiness, joy. Me. My Love. Tell them.
