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Rosary Prayers and Meditations

Introduction

From a vision of October 7, 1998, Feast of the Most Holy Rosary

Our Lady comes as Our Lady of Fatima. She spreads Her arms and says: “Praise be to Jesus. My angel, take down these words. I wish to speak to you about prayer in general, and the Rosary in particular.”

“Prayer, at its best, is the language of love between God and the soul. The most effective prayer rises from a humble, loving heart. When the soul recognizes its own littleness before God, and at the same time recalls how much he loves God, you can be certain God listens.”

“This is why the Rosary is so powerful, and carries with it so many graces. With the Rosary, whole nations can be reconciled to their Creator. With the golden chain of My Rosary, Satan will be bound and gagged. He will be totally defeated and cast into the depths of hell. Therefore, understand it is always Satan who tries to discourage your recitation of the Rosary. It is through the Rosary Holy Love takes root in hearts and ignites personal holiness. When you pray the Rosary, meditating upon its mysteries, I am with you. The angels surround you, the heavenly court defends and assists you.”

“My Rosary will defeat Satan and bring peace to hearts and so to the world. I hold special favor in My Heart for those devoted to the Rosary. I encourage the downtrodden, protect the vulnerable, convert the unbeliever –all through My Rosary. My little one, you will please make this known.”

Prayer Before the Rosary

As requested by Blessed Mother: We raise our rosaries to Heaven and say:

Celestial Queen, with this rosary I bind all sinners and all nations to Your Immaculate Heart.

Glory be to the Father

Our Lady of Guadalupe, September 21, 1995

All Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.

“When you pray the Gloria, always begin: ALL GLORY BE to the Father, to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit....”

Ejaculation for the Unborn

To Be Prayed During the Rosary

Our Lady, May 19, 1998

Jesus, protect and save the unborn.

“Say this little prayer often and after each decade of the Rosary.”

Prayer of Petition to Live in the Divine Will

Mary, Mother of God, September 28, 2001

(After the 9/11 Terrorist Attack on the USA)

Heavenly Father, during this time of world crisis, let all souls find their peace and security in Your Divine Will. Give each soul the grace to understand that Your Will is Holy Love in the present moment.

Benevolent Father, illuminate each conscience to see the ways that he is not living in Your Will. Grant the world the grace to change and the time in which to do it. Amen.

“Ask your country to pray this prayer. Begin with My Missionary Servants of Holy Love.”

“This prayer should be recited at the beginning of the Rosary and before the Creed. Besides that, it needs to be propagated far and wide. I charge My Missionary Servants of Holy Love with this task.”

Prayers After the Rosary

Hail, Holy Queen

Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy! Our life, our sweetness and our hope! To Thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve; to Thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears. Turn, then, most Gracious Advocate, Thine Eyes of mercy toward us, and after this our exile, show unto us the blessed Fruit of Thy Womb, Jesus. O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.

V. Pray for us, O Holy Mother of God.
R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.

V. Let us pray, O God, whose only begotten Son, by His life, death and resurrection has purchased for us the rewards of eternal life. Grant we beseech Thee, that meditating upon these mysteries in the most Holy Rosary of the Blessed Virgin Mary, we may imitate what they contain, and obtain what they promise through the same Christ, Our Lord. Amen.

V. Let us say together an "Our Father", "Hail Mary" and "All Glory Be" for the intentions and well-being of the Holy Father.
R. Our Father... Hail Mary... All Glory Be...

V. We offer this Rosary to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary in union with St. Joseph for the restoration of the priesthood to the tradition of faith and for all the unconverted. Make us Your humble instruments of Holy Love.

V. Mary, protect our faith!

V. Our Lady of Guadalupe,
R. Pray for us.

V. Mary, Refuge of Holy Love,
R. Pray for us.

This prayer was given by Blessed Mother: “Next I tell you that Satan will flee before the invocation, ‘Mary, Refuge of Holy Love, pray for us.’ This title is in itself a Spiritual Refuge. The more you will persevere in speaking this little ejaculatory prayer, the deeper I will take you into My Heart. Let it be forever on your lips.” (5/15/97)

V. Infant of Prague,
R. Have mercy on us.

V. St. Michael, St. Joseph, St. Therese, St. John Vianney, St. Padre Pio, and Archbishop Gabriel Ganaka
R. Pray for us.

V. Let us pray the Prayer of Mary, Refuge of Holy Love.
R. Mary, Protectress of the Faith, shelter my faith in Your Immaculate Heart - Refuge of Holy Love. In the Refuge of Your Heart and united to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, Your Son, protect my faith from all evil. Amen.

ALL: In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. AMEN.

Mysteries of the Rosary

Dictated by Our Lady, 1986

- Joyful Mysteries -

Annunciation

That night, so long past, I was alone — deep in prayer. A great light came into My little room illuminating it more than any lamp. From this light stepped an Angel of God — His goodness emanating from his being. I was taken aback, thinking at first he had come to reproach me, but his words were calming. I had found favor with God he told Me. His message to Me followed, and I could say nothing but “yes”, for since My earliest memory I was obedient to God in all things. He spoke of My cousin and then left, leaving My humble room quite empty and forsaken. I would ask all mankind, then, to be obedient to God’s will in their lives in all humility. Praise be to God!

Visitation

I went quickly to My cousin Elizabeth’s home after receiving the Angel’s message. Though the journey was quite arduous, I knew in My heart that upon seeing her I would receive confirmation of all the Angel had spoken to Me. Indeed, upon My arrival she told Me the babe in her womb had jumped for joy as I approached. So aged was she but yet with child. I had no doubt she had been given a great gift from God. Empowered by The Holy Spirit, I spoke from my Heart, speaking of generations yet to come and of the great miracle God was bringing to earth through the power of the Holy Spirit.

My dear people, in praying this mystery, I would ask that you reflect upon so great a God that He can answer all prayers. For it is through God all things are possible. Perfect your prayer lives and come to Him with expectant faith. He will always answer in His way, in His time. Praise be to Jesus!

Nativity

It is impossible to describe in terms of earth the joy and awe of that night. All things leading up to this joyous event caused anguish. The trip so long and arduous, the separation from our families, the lack of proper dwelling upon our arrival in Bethlehem. Yet, when My eyes beheld My Infant Son’s countenance, so fresh from Heaven, none of the trials could I remember. He was all holiness. In His presence Our meager surroundings faded from sight. I felt the presence of Heaven on earth. He could have chosen to come into the world in the palace of a king — sharing all the comforts of the world. Yet this was not his choice, for He was not of this world. His kingdom was with His Father in Heaven. As He grew, He never chose the world or its pleasures but kept His eyes ever on His Father’s kingdom.

So I ask all who pray this mystery of My Rosary, pray for this same spirit of detachment. This grace is indeed vital to salvation. Those who worship the things of this poor world cannot truly say My Son is first in their lives. In His omniscience He knows the hearts of all men and shall not welcome into His kingdom those who place Him last in their hearts. Praise be to Jesus!

Presentation

When I recall this mystery, the Presentation of My Infant Son in the temple, I have mixed emotions. I recall the many days of prayer and sacrifice leading up to it. Joseph and I wanted our Son to be blessed in a most special way. Then we set out so that according to Jewish custom We would arrive in the temple when He was of proper age. We took with us a simple offering of some birds. He was blessed having been presented to the priest. Several times while we were on the steps of the holy temple a man of some years approached us, his name being Simeon. At one point, he asked to hold My Beloved Son, and so doing spoke most prophetically. He thanked God for sparing him for that moment, then told Me that My Soul too would be pierced with a sword. Indeed, I knew at once of what he spoke, for My Cross throughout the rest of My life was the knowledge of Jesus’ future. I knew He would suffer a torturous death, one that I would witness. I knew that his darkest hour would be brightened by His resurrection. At once, I was saddened and peaceful knowing He, whom I held in My Arms, would redeem mankind. I held all these things in My heart, pondering them as I cared for My Divine Son. Joseph and I set out for home, both of us reflecting quietly the events of the day. Later Joseph spoke to Me softly of what Simeon had spoken, hoping to calm My fears. But I, with the wisdom God had given Me, knew the day was coming when I would indeed suffer as too would My Son. It was the Cross I was to bear for 33 years.

Finding Jesus in the Temple

When Jesus was twelve years of age, Joseph and I took Him to Jerusalem for a holy day celebration. We were not alone but traveled with a large number of family and friends. It was on the way home I started to search for My Beloved Son among the group we were traveling with. At first, I felt sure I would discover Him tucked away in a corner asleep or speaking of God the Father to His cousins and friends. As the hours wore on, I grew more and more distraught. Joseph decided we should return at once to Jerusalem fearing He had been left behind.

Now it was many days journey to return. The heat was overwhelming and added greatly to our burden. As we again approached Jerusalem, Joseph suggested that we search the temple first as this was the place most pleasing to My Son.

It was late in the afternoon. The shadows were already growing long. As we mounted the huge stone steps of the holy temple I felt a great sense of peace. Even from the top steps we could hear His voice echoing through the great stone chambers. Joseph found Him standing in the midst of several learned men speaking profoundly on writings of a prophet from ages past. My heart was flooded with joy as He placed His youthful Hand in Mine once again.

We told Him of the great concern He had caused us, not withstanding the long trip back. He asked if we did not know He must be about His Father’s business. I turned this over and over in My heart for many years to come. Yes, He was about His Father’s business, but it was not yet time. He, in His great and overpowering love of God, could not wait to share with others His infinite knowledge. It was an act of love that took place that day, not an act of disobedience.

Jesus returned with Joseph and Myself to our humble home. He was never disobedient to us but humble in all things. He grew under our watchful eyes to maturity.

- Sorrowful Mysteries -

Agony in the Garden

While on earth, I was not present during My Divine Son’s agony in the garden, and I did not see His great anguish at the thought of His approaching death. As His Mother, however, I felt within My own Soul a pressing sadness which consumed My entire Being. I knew He thought of the injustices to befall Him often during the last months of His life.

Now in Heaven, I possess all knowledge and can relate to you the events as they took place. My Son, aware of the violent death He was to suffer for all mankind, took His eleven Apostles into a nearby garden, the purpose being to pray. Now Judas was not present as he was already about his dirty work. The Apostles were very weary and fell asleep, but My Beloved Son noticed nothing of His surroundings once He became enveloped in prayer. He saw each blow of the scourging. He felt the weight of the crossbeam on His Shoulders. He knew each Muscle and Nerve that would be severed by the nails. He saw the sinfulness of mankind not only at that time but in the future as well. He saw atrocities of war and terrorism, the degradation of the human body, the hate man would hold in his heart for his brethren. At last He saw the many lukewarm souls who were acquainted with Him at some point in their lives but chose, and continue to choose, the world over Him. At this point, He addressed the Father and asked for the cup of suffering to pass Him by. But finally with a deep resignation to the Will of the Father, He said, “Not My will but Yours be done”.

I tell you — none of earth have or will suffer mental anguish as did My Son in the Garden of Gethsemane.

Scourging of Jesus at the Pillar

I witnessed this Myself. My Beloved Son was led by the soldiers to the courtyard. Their treatment of Him was particularly rough. They chained His Wrists high up on a pillar so that His Flesh was pulled taut, thereby making it more easily lacerated. He was stripped of His garments. The whips that were used were not ordinary whips. They were so designed to tear and gouge at the victim’s flesh. A soldier stood on each side of Jesus and took turns assailing His Sacred Flesh. In all, He sustained over 5000 wounds. When all was done, He was left standing in a pool of Blood. For modesty’s sake, He again covered Himself and was led away leaving behind bloodied footprints. By this time, His Head throbbed from dehydration. How I longed to comfort Him. I was so grief-stricken at the sight of Him. The soldiers, knowing well their craft, had stopped just short of rendering Him unconscious. So now in His Divinity, He knew well each pain that still awaited Him.

I would ask, that you console Him in prayer and penance. Thank you.

Crowning of Jesus With Thorns

The soldiers were not content with the brutal scourging they inflicted on My Beloved Son. Now they draped His Body with a garment as for a king, all done with a gesture of mockery. They knew not that they had before them the King of Kings. They fashioned a crown for Him of thorns which grew close by. These thorns were much longer than what you imagine. They placed His crown upon His Sacred Head and proceeded to bow before Him, mocking His royalty. They struck the crown of thorns with long sticks, thereby forcing these instruments of torture into His Sacred Head. This caused the Precious Blood to flow down His Face into His Eyes and in so doing blocked His vision. But He loved them so. Yes, He loved deeply even these who tormented Him. With great humility He bore all. He could have, with one sigh, beckoned all the Legions of Angels to His aid, but He chose to suffer in humility for all mankind.

Jesus Carries His Cross

My Beloved Son, His Flesh torn and pulled from the Bones, was now given in His weakened state the crossbeam of the Cross to bear upon His Shoulders. His whole being trembled with weakness. His vision was now blurred from the ceaseless flow of Blood rendered by the crown of thorns. He later told Me that He continually saw passing before Him, as He bore the weight of the Cross, the millions of lukewarm souls that His sacrifice would mean so little to.

But He was prodded on, both by the soldiers and by His eternal love for all humanity. There were the agonizing falls until another was pressed to assist Him. When I met Him, I could barely look Him in the Eye, not wanting Him to see My great distress, though he felt it, I’m sure. His look was one of resignation and at the same time compassion for Me. He fell many times on this road of atonement for sinners, each fall rendering Him more and more debilitated. Finally He reached His destination. There He sat Himself down and with great anguish offered a prayer to the Father. In all that He suffered, He showed great patience.

Crucifixion of Jesus

They put a type of harness about My Son that He might be led like an animal. This girdle aggravated the Wounds He sustained during the scourging. The great crossbeam was given to Him to bear upon His torn Shoulders and with much disgust and contempt He was led to Golgotha.

Once there, He was unleashed and allowed to sit upon a rock while the Cross was prepared for Him. Now He was wringing His Hands and looking towards Heaven as though desperate for assistance. At one point, He was laid upon the Cross still on the ground so as to fit it to His Sacred Body. The holes for the nails were then bored into the wood. This accomplished, they called Him back to lay upon the Cross and have His Sacred Flesh pierced by the nails.

Now He felt the blows of the mallets before they were even struck, and long after. Some adjustment was made with two of His Limbs, which did not reach the prepared nail holes. He also suffered as though upon the rack as His Arm and Leg were dislocated from their Sockets.

Now the Cross was erected. It was not very tall, I being able to touch His Feet. But I could not bring Myself to lay a finger on His tortured Flesh. As He hung in agony, the unknowing soldiers cast lots for His poor piece of clothing. They were so detached and unaware of their deed.

Now the sky darkened. Many onlookers began to take their leave. My Son spoke little but each word carried great weight. He addressed St. John and Me. I knew as He spoke to Me that it was not just John He gave Me to Mother but all of mankind. This I accepted gladly.

Towards the last hour of His life, He was little able to move, to breathe, and His speech was quite hoarse, though still clear enough to understand. As He took on the sins of mankind, He felt abandoned by the Father. At last, He gave up His Spirit.

Now the earth began to tremble and heave as though sighing over its loss. Still, I waited as a foreigner came to claim His Body for burial. As His limp Form was loosened from the Cross and lowered to My Arms I wept in sorrow. I could not hold Him as long as I wished because of the lateness of the hour. They took Him from Me.

- Glorious Mysteries -

Resurrection of Our Lord

I felt deep within My Soul that My Son would rise from the dead. Yet on that first Easter Sunday, I was still steeped in the miseries of Good Friday and My Heart ached for His presence. We set out for the tomb early as the sun was rising. Some carried oils hoping to better preserve His Body, as He had been prepared for burial with great haste on the previous Friday. My companions moved past Me as we were passing Golgotha. I paused at the spot marked by the Cross He had been taken from. There was an empty hole to mark the place where it once stood, nothing more.

My Heart burned inside of Me; so much did I long to see Him. I was deep in prayer when a Hand reached out to Me. It was His Hand, wounded by His enemies. His Face shown in Heavenly brilliance. He smiled as My tears filled His Wounds. He said, “Victory is Ours”. He remained but a few more moments. I understood He yet had a mission to fulfill. He vanished as quickly as He came. My Heart was gladdened as I proceeded on My way to the tomb filled with the joy of the Resurrection. All praise to the living and true God. All Praise to Jesus Christ. Alleluia!

Ascension Into Heaven

The Ascension was accomplished in a quiet manner, as are all of God’s miracles. There was no great fanfare, nor tearful farewells. We were walking towards the town of Bethany. Christ stopped and turned to face us. His Body seemed radiant as the sun. His Wounds gleamed with the glory of God. He raised His Hand in a final blessing and gazed on us with much love. Slowly, He drifted away from earth. As He ascended to the Father a cloud gathered beneath His Feet. It appeared luminescent. We could see His outstretched Hands that seemed to embrace all of earth as Heaven opened for Him. The Father, I know, received Him with victorious joy. We, that were left behind, did not feel sadness at that moment but joy and peace of heart. We were all at once in the presence of two Heavenly beings. They urged us to continue on our way, and we did.

Descent of the Holy Spirit

We were all assembled in a large room — the Apostles, friends of Jesus, and Myself included. Many were frightened fearing the same fate awaited them that Jesus underwent. There were many confused hearts and hearts that simply missed His physical presence.

We were in prayer when the air in the room began to stir, though the air outside remained quite still. This breath of air became a gentle breeze and began to move through the crowd there assembled. Some that It touched fell over as though asleep. As this Breath of the Spirit approached each Apostle, tongues of flame appeared over their heads, and then they sank to the floor as though dead. I, Myself, slept in the Spirit for quite some time, and as I rested, I saw My Beloved Son smiling down at Me, seated on His throne at the right hand of the Father. My Soul was so steeped in love for Him I could not move.

As we all started to come back to ourselves, we realized that this was the gift My Son had promised to send us — the Holy Paraclete, My Divine Spouse. Those, who had been grieving for His presence, arose filled with joy. All confusion vanished in the presence of wisdom and knowledge, for truths were now revealed that were heretofore hidden. The Spirit now enlivened the hearts of the Apostles devouring their fear. They burst into the streets proclaiming the good news. When they spoke, all understood the message no matter what their native tongue. Such was the beginning of Christ’s bride, the universal Church. All Praise to Jesus Christ!

Assumption of Mary Into Heaven

Now while at table with many of Jesus’ friends, I felt as I often did, a great longing to be with Him. This time the feeling was much stronger than ever before. I could not hear or speak, for My Soul yearned for His Divine Presence. At last, I felt a great peace come over Me, and I fell asleep in the Spirit, this time never to awaken. My soul ascended quickly to His Heavenly kingdom, and once again, I was able to rejoice in the light of His Presence.

Now My dear Son was not about to allow My undefiled Body to suffer the ravages of the grave. He summoned the Archangel Gabriel and My beloved Guardian Angel to His side and instructed them to collect My bodily remains and escort it to Heaven. Such joy, such elation I experienced in My soul as I saw My resting body borne on the wings of Angels to Heaven. At Heaven’s gate, Saint Joseph and Jesus stood instead of the Angels and brought this Virginal Sanctuary through the gates of paradise. There, amidst the praise of all, My soul and body were once again made one.

What a grace, what a sublime gift He gave Me. Now do I appear both body and soul throughout the earth, carrying messages of reconciliation and peace, messages My Son places on My Lips for all mankind. All praise to The Most High.

Coronation of Mary as Queen of Heaven and Earth

Since God the Father so deemed My Immaculate Conception in His great majesty, I was given many graces. I was His obedient Daughter finding any wrong repulsive. I was to Christ the Son an Immaculate dwelling, a loving Mother. The Holy Spirit found in Me a most willing Spouse ready to accept God’s designs for Me.

So then upon My Assumption into Heaven, God in His great goodness chose to crown Me Queen of Heaven and earth. I am the Mediatrix of all His Grace. I am Co-Redemptrix of humankind. I lead all to My Most Beloved Son, so that they may share in His kingdom. None that come to Me with sincere hearts shall be left wanting. All praise to Jesus Christ!