I am the youngest son of three siblings. I was born into a Catholic family. I thank God that He led me here to do His Will. I am the son of Protógenes Gabriel da Costa Coutinho and of Maria do Carmo Carvalho de Souza Coutinho.
I am a graduate in Social Communication-Radio and currently live in Manaus. On the 1st and 2nd of each month, I find myself in Itapiranga, to give my testimony of the manifestations of Our Lady that occurred to me and my mother, Maria do Carmo, since 1994.
O Lord, I report here my spiritual experiences so that souls may love you more and more: experiences and graces that I have received during these years that I have spent with you, in your Heavenly manifestations that occurred to me and my mother. I hope to report these experiences with great fidelity, without excluding or adding, so that many of your children can benefit from the blessings of Heaven, finding Your light and Your great merciful love that ardently desires our salvation. May the Holy Spirit be my guide and educator of my soul at this time, and my Eternal Counselor and Inspirer.
Lord, send your light, send your spirit! (3x)
My Life
Childhood I was born on October 27, 1972. My mother said it was at 4 pm when I came into the world. She told me that I was in a hurry to be born, because it almost happened inside the taxi when they were taking her to the Ana Nery Hospital, currently the Balbina Mestrinho Maternity.
When I was little I studied at the Gonçalves Dias school. This school is close to home, practically on the corner of the street where I live. When I was in preschool and I found myself on playtime, playing with my friends, one of them pushed me against one of the columns of the school. This column was made of cement all filled with tiny points, which looked more like little thorns. The moment my friend pushed me, my head went straight into that column, and I felt part of it being perforated by those little points which made me bleed a lot, leaving the school teachers worried. Immediately, they called my mother, who was very upset and sad with what had happened to me. At that time, I could never imagine how Jesus' suffering had been when he was crowned with thorns, but there at that moment, Jesus was sharing some of His suffering with me and preparing my spirit for the future.