Storm Heaven with Prayers to Luisa.

          If we wish the Servant of God to continue, and even hasten, her ascent to the glory of the altar, let us give her a chance to perform first class miracles.
         Luisa’s holiness and the favors as the little daughter of the Divine Will already granted should impregnate our supplications with unquenchable confidence.
         It is certainly permissible to pray to Luisa in our daily needs, but let us not be afraid to implore real miracles from her.
         Let us invoke Luisa or have her invoked in cases of fatal maladies, wherein science has to declare itself powerless.

         That is when Luisa Piccarreta will be able to display the prodigious power of her intercession.


 For the glory of God and of Luisa Piccarreta, kindly write out the favors obtained, sign them, with two witnesses, if possible, and send to:

Postulation for the Cause of Beatification Luisa Piccarreta
Palazzo Arcivescoville
70059 Trani (BA) Italy


Here is where Luisa tells Aunt Rosaria to go to the TRUE DOCTOR. From Fr. Bucci’s book A Collection of Memories of the Servant of God to Aunt Rosaria, faithful custodian of the life of The Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta. 

Padre Bucci wrote: My aunt, urged by my mother, consulted a dermatologist in Bari. The diagnosis was terrible: “Dear lady“, the doctor said to her. “these are cancerous sores which will spread increasingly over your whole body. You have a form of leprosy, a very rare disease“. Just imagine my aunt’s state of mind on hearing these words. After wandering about in Bari for several hours, in the evening she returned to Luisa’s house. Aunt Rosaria gave vent to her feelings with the Servant of God and said to her with irritation: “I’m with you all the time, and yet do you allow certain things? I have no children to take care of me.“. Luisa let her speak and then said to her, “Rosaria, Rosaria… you have gone round all these doctors and you have neglected the one true doctor“. On hearing these words, my aunt immediately took all the medicines, gauze and cotton wool, and flung them away, from the balcony (this happened in the house in the Via Maddalena, where they then lived). Then she said: I now entrust myself to Our Lord and to your prayers. Before she went to bed, Luisa called her, made her kneel beside her bed and together they spent a long time praying. My aunt then went to bed. She slept in a double bed beside Angelina. That night, Aunt Rosaria felt her body flooded with a sense of well-being. When she rose the next morning, she found that all her sores had dried up; they were covered only by thin scabs which came off during the day: she was perfectly cured. Rumors of the miracle spread, but no one dared to speak of it openly although everyone knew that Luisa had had a hand in it. The reason for this was that Luisa did not want these phenomena to be attributed to her. I cannot work miracles, it is Our Lord who does them“, she asserted. This is why no extraordinary episode that occurred through her intervention was made public; all the same, news of such matters spread in silence.

Abba Father,
In the Name of Jesus
in Union with Power and Love of the Holy Spirit,
Under the Mantle of Mary, Our Mother and Queen
with all the Angels and Saints
And through the intercession of The Servant of God
Luisa Piccarreta and little Rosaria Bucci,

Dearest Jesus, we have been searching in vein
for cures and remedies for all illnesses.

We have neglected to ask You,
the Great Physician, for Divine Healing.
We daily listen to Your teachings and directions from
Luisa Piccarreta and we humbly come before you
begging Forgiveness and Clemency
for not Trusting in You completely.

We entrust ourselves to You, O Jesus,
in the name of everyone and everything
past, present, and future for Your Divine Healing
as You O God have promised.

So, we now ask You O Jesus for Your Divine Healing!
Your Divine Healing that You so abundantly
want to pour upon us,
Your little children of the Divine Will.

Depart cancer and all illnesses
of body, mind, and soul
in the Name of Jesus! 

Fill now that void with
The Powerful Divine Healing of Jesus,
Our Lord, Master and King!

On our knees we humbly and graciously,
Thank You Almighty God for Your Divine Healing!
Please take this, our little prayer
and make it Your Command.

That All may be Accomplished and Completed
in Your Most Holy Divine Will. 

We Believe
We Receive
So be it!


Full interview with Bishop Schneider

The Schneider Tapes: The Full Interview From October 24, 2021

A reflection on what unites Schneider and Viganò, which is the centrality of Christ 

Feast of All Souls Day – 11/2

Passages from
The Twenty-four Hours of the Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ

Our Lord Jesus Christ
To the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta the Little Daughter of the Divine Will:

Third Hour – Reflections and Practices

The first word which loving Jesus pronounced on the Cross was a word of forgiveness, to justify all souls before the Father, and turn justice into mercy.  So we will give Him our acts to excuse the sinner, so that, moved by our apologies, He may not allow any soul to go to hell.  We will unite with Him as sentries of the hearts of creatures, so that nobody may offend Him.  We will let Him pour out His love, willingly accepting all that He may dispose for us – coldness, hardness, darkness, oppressions, temptations, distractions, slanders, illnesses and other things, so as to relieve Him from all that He receives from creatures.  It is not by love alone that Jesus pours Himself out to souls.  Many times, when He feels the coldness of other creatures, He goes to the soul and makes her feel His cold, to release Himself through her.  And if the soul accepts it, He will feel relieved from all the coldness of creatures, and this cold will be the sentry to someone else’s heart, to make loving Jesus loved.

Other times, Jesus feels the hardness of hearts in His own, and unable to contain it, He wants to pour Himself out, and comes to us.  He touches our hearts with His Heart, making us share in His pain.  Making His pain our own, we will place it around the heart of the sinner in order to melt his hardness, and take him back to Him.

My beloved Good, (Jesus), You suffer greatly because of the loss of souls; and out of compassion I place my being at your disposal.  I will take your pains and the pains of the sinners upon myself, leaving You relieved, and the sinner clinging to You.

O my Jesus, please, let my whole being be melted in love, so that I may be of continuous relief, to soothe all Your bitternesses.

Seventh Hour

And now, O Mama, let us take this Blood (Jesus has shed in the Garden of Gethsemani) and let us give It to all:  to the afflicted, that they may receive comfort; to the poor, that they may suffer resigned to their poverty; to those who are tempted, that they may obtain victory; to the disbelieving, that the virtue of Faith may triumph in them; to the blasphemers, that they may turn the blasphemies into benedictions; to the priests, that they may understand their mission and be worthy ministers of Jesus.  With this Blood, touch their lips, that they may say no words which are not of glory to God; touch their feet, that they may let them fly to go in search for souls to lead to Jesus.

Let us give this Blood to the leaders of the peoples, that they may be united among them, and feel meekness and love for their subjects.

Let us fly now into Purgatory, and let us give It (the Blood of Jesus) also to the purging souls, because they so much cry for and claim this Blood for their liberation Don’t You hear, O Mama, their moans, the fidgets of love, the tortures, and how they feel continuously drawn to the Highest Good?  See how Jesus Himself wants to purge them more quickly in order to have them with Himself.  He attracts them with His love, and they requite Him with continuous surges toward Him.  But as they find themselves in His presence, unable to yet sustain the purity of His Divine gaze, they are forced to draw back and to plunge again into the flames!

My Mama, let us descend into this profound prison, and pouring this Blood over them, let us bring them light; let us calm their fidgets of love; let us dampen the fire that burns them; let us purify their stains; and so, free of every pain, they will fly into the arms of the Highest Good.  Let us give this Blood to the most abandoned souls, that they may find in It all the suffrages that creatures deny to them.  To all (the purging souls), O Mama (Blessed Mother), let us give this Blood; let us not deprive any of them, so that, by virtue of It, all may find relief and liberation.  Be Queen in these regions of crying and of lamentations; extend Your maternal hands and, one by one, take them out of these ardent flames, and allow them all to take flight toward Heaven.