My little ones:

     It is I, your Mother, my children,  your loving Mother: a Mother who
prays and watches and protects you, my children.  How happy I am that we are
together once again, most especially at this great time of celebration for
the birth of my Son.  Never will you imagine, my children, the joy that
filled our hearts at our first sight of my Jesus, a tiny, tiny babe.  A
precious, adorable, beautiful baby,  my dear ones, my beautiful baby:  Son
of  God, Savior for the world, King and Messiah.

     I wonder, my dear ones, if I am still completely over the amazement,
the  gratitude at seeing the only Son of God, our Father, born into this
world to  fulfill all of the prophet's words concerning my Son.  No, I
suppose not, for  each time I meditate, those joyful times come to me. Each
time I am in  prayer, I am united, once again, with all of Jesus;  all He
lived, all He  experienced and all I experienced with Him, because of Him,
through Him and  by Him.

     Your prayers have been powerful, my children,  have been heartfelt and
filled with hope;  hope for the promise that all of Heaven gives to her
people, her faithful ones, all of you who listen, who love, who welcomed
Jesus, my baby, into your hearts once again.

     Oh my children, the world is much colder at this time than it ever was
in that outdoor manger: a stable, a lean-to in your words, a cave inhabited
by animals, farm creatures, creatures of sustenance, gathered to see the one
who sustains all in their midst.  Think of this, my little ones, think of my
joy.  Ask me, again and again, my dear ones, and I will share that joy with
you: that deep, grateful joy,  that deep, grateful gratitude.

     My children, I fill you with the graces of the season.  I pour out upon
you the mercy the Father sends this night.  And I tell you, at this special
time, there will be a special healing in some area of your life.  This gift
from the Father, this gift of His gratitude, His Christmas gift, my
children,  to you.  A new gift, one that is needed most especially and
uniquely by each  of you who are so special and unique.

     Come to me to pray more, my children.  Come together more often, my
dear  ones, and pray.  I have told you, my Son has told you.  My Spouse, the
Holy  Spirit, and God our Father has told you, and I remind you again, this
is a  special group to the Heart of God and to my heart.  Special gifts,
special  graces, special miracles will be given to you and through you, my
dear ones.   Make gratitude a focus of your prayer for the new year, my
children.  No  matter what you see, tell the Father you are grateful. Thank
Him for bringing  you together, for bringing you to this place, this blest
parish:  this blest  core group of faithful ones, of hearts softened and
made more beautiful by  love,  by your love for me and for your God and for
all of Our people in the  world, especially the lost ones, and those
terribly cold and hardened hearts  in so many of Our people.

     My dear ones, how much I love you. How I love you.  You are my precious
little ones: my little lambs,  my faithful, loving, obedient children.
Never, ever forget for a moment that you are never alone,  that my Son and I
are with you, my children, standing beside you at every moment.  You are
blest my dear ones,  blest  by  the Father's Will;  beloved of the Father's
Will.  Praise Him, my children and thank Him.  Accept my great love for you.
Hold tightly to my love for you and my overwhelming joy with you.  Be at
peace, my children.  Again I say, come everyday to be with my Son.  He waits
for you, my children, and I am there waiting with Him in a special adoring
way.        I love you.  I love you, children, amen.  Amen now.

  Carol Ameche

 A new prayer was given by Our Lady on June 10, 1999 in Tulsa Okla.

 "We praise you, Father, and beg Your Mercy on a sinful world.  Without Your
Kindness and Mercy, the world will not survive. Have pity on us, Father, and
forgive us, we pray. Amen."