Brothers, I hope that you are in good health. My motive of this retelling is with the motive that you know why the cleaning is being done for Our Mother. It was a calling of Our Mother of Fatima. A sister mentioned to me that she wanted to see me and since I live in Cumming, Georgia, I said, “Now, how will I do it if I do not know how to get there because I do not know how to read or write.” I said, “Forgive me, Mother (Mother Mary), but I cannot go.” But, I thought to myself, for what would my Mother want me? A month passed with this thought and another invitation was made to me to come do a pilgrimage to Her and the sister had told me that she invited me because the Virgin wanted to see me, but wanted me in white. But that month we could not go either because the 13th fell on a weekday. We waited until October 13th of that year, 2019, when we decided to go. When I went, I said, “Here I am, Mother, that your will may be done.”

Morning Mass started at 9 am. That day we took down the miraculous medal of the Virgin and I put myself as a soldier with her and I started to sleep (it is hard to explain, but I was in a state of sleeping and being attentive), I woke up right when I was going to take the Holy Host. Later, we went walking to the farm and we smelled roses. After walking, we arrived at the house where the Virgin of Fatima and the Divine Mercy appeared. And there I went to see her to tell her that there I was, her son. There I was wanting her to give me a sign, but she did not give me anything. I left. From there, I went with the Virgin of Fatima where they crown her every May 13th.

From there, we came back to Mass at 3 p.m. and nothing happened. The Mass ended at 5 p.m. and from there, we went to our homes, but I was not happy. I spent every day of the week like that, wanting to go back. Saturday arrived, and I told my wife if she would accompany me to return to Conyers, and she said yes. She told me, “Right, you stayed with something?” “Yes,” I said. But she didn’t know why I wanted to go. The next day we went early. We arrived at Mass of 9 a.m.. It finished. We went to the house where the Virgin of Fatima appeared and upon arriving I showed myself to her telling her that I didn’t know what I was good for, but that I was there for her. Then I stayed watching her and at half an hour, I went to the bathroom and before I entered, I began to feel afraid, feel fear, and to the left side, was the Divine Mercy room. I started to go towards that path  (the left). I was trembling, but when I was about 5 minutes there, my fear started to leave. I lasted half an hour and left. I went to where Our Lady of Fatima is at. When I was setting foot on the step, I started to smell a lot of roses of many scents. There I stayed about 5 minutes and moved to the left. Now I didn’t smell anything. I went back to where I was at, and I didn’t smell anything anymore. I said to my wife, “Let’s walk, I felt something.”

We walked behind the red barn, seeing Our Lady of Guadalupe first, and as I looked around, there were many trees fallen and dead trees everywhere, surrounding the saints. Circle after circle, I kept walking and pondering as what to do, seeing all these saints and the Virgin.  I kept walking in this trail, and all I could feel was the need to clean up the place. I had three weeks of vacation and started to work as much as I could every Saturday and Sunday to remove all the dead trees. I began to feel really exhausted, wanting to quit my work, as I was removing all these trees alone. I looked at the statue of Our Lady of Guadalupe, saying, “No, no, I cannot do this anymore because it is a lot of work” and at that moment I tilt my head down. She looked at me with a sad look. I almost wanted to cry, pained in my heart to see her like this. I told her “forgive me, I was just joking.”

A week and a half later, between 2-3 in the morning, a very sweet voice that I had never heard before spoke to me saying: “Tirso, thank you very much.” About 3-5 minutes later, I heard three voices of a child like from 10 feet away, (the child did not say any exact word) but it was tender, sweet, so unique. I was left with that beautiful voice. From there, I continued to work every weekend. One day, I opened my Bible while at work, and it tells me like this “You’re going to arrive by a little path and from that little path you’re going to see a virgin and from that virgin you’re going to see need and you’re going to keep walking and you’re going to see a circle of saints and you’re going to see more need and you’re going to keep walking more and when you’re walking in a circle you’re going to feel the desire for cleaning and feeling the desire for cleaning you’re going to start cleaning but you’re going to clean up your sins.”

I had now understood my purpose of cleaning up the meditation trail. I ask my Mother to guide me in everything I do in the farm so that Christ the King’s Will may be done.