I’m not satisfied that we know the full content of the prophecies.
I've never been very much into prophecies, frankly. When I think of the (reaching for my Weirdness Thesaurus) repulsive, disorienting, surreal quality of the present Church situation, it's a comfort to realize that, truly terrible as it is, it was all foreseen. I'm done trying to analyze the ecclesiastical bafflegab oozing from the USCCB and the skulduggery at Mordor on the Tiber.
Therese of Lisieux should be our guide at times like this. Our vocation is Love. That's it.