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THE CONSEQUENCES OF SIN
Open Doors for Others
Friday, February 01, 2013 12:31 – 1:14 pm
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You or people only believe I must only bless
Or not exist at all.
(You think I must be kind, harmless, and benevolent as God to exist; to fit your paradigm but He is also a parent who disciplines....)
That punishments and hell are not true,
But I am a just God
And want My Children with Me.
And like a good Parent with wayward Children,
I must discipline them,
Although it pangs Me to do so.
****
Oh Wicked World,
How have you betrayed Me?
The One that has Loved you so fully,
Who Loves You still.
Love Me, Little Ones
While there is still Time.
Bring yourselves to My glorious Light.
See what gifts of Love
I have for you.
This is My lament.
Please join Me or come to Me,
To My Table,
Where your seat is waiting for you.
****
Woe are the unborn.
Woe are the Mothers who have committed this abhorrent sin.
Pray for both.
While one wails, one burns.
So many infants,
Beautiful Flowers dying.
Continue to pray that this abomination ceases,
For I want all of My Children.
There shall be or should not be any more wailing.
The Angels weep for them.
All of Heaven weeps for them.
Their brethren who longed to play with them weep,
For their lost comrades or friends.
Pull those Mothers away from the bloody knives, and hands of the damned.
Mothers, doctors,
Mothers,
Fear for what you do.
It is not acceptable and there are punishments or consequences
For what you choose to do in all of your self-righteousness.
Keep your children,
For that they are My Special Flowers.
Simply and beautifully Mine.
I Love My Children.
All of you.
I cannot bear to lose any of you.
****
War, murder, hunger, avarice,
Manipulation, slavery, molestation, concubines
Blasphemy, hatred, war…
What more is there to achieve in evil?
The Flowers have already been brutally attacked.
Therefore, nothing is sacred. In reference to murders and abortions, there is nothing more to attack. We have attacked the innocent now.
Please, Pray.
You can stop all of this.
Please, Love.
It can turn all of this strife and hatred to grace.
Please,
Pledge an end to this.
Help others see others. Look people in the eye and see them. Notice them.
Help and work with or hold the hands of others.
When you see a person,
You share the troubles within their souls.
Stop and see.
Oh Children,
To Love one another is time
And Love and interest and gentleness and prayer.
Who of you can say you truly Love your brothers and sisters
With full and interested Hearts?
That gentle interest is Love.
Oh by My Heart,
Change this World.
Please, Children.
How I Love You
And do not like to bring what is coming.
It will be so soon.
Bad.
Mean or strict rolling clouds over a bed of winds.
Howling and the sky will be dark in the day time
And streaks of red light will fall down from the skies
And create or start large or huge fires
That will burn so many.
There will not be nearly enough water
To put them all out.
Everywhere, Worldwide
People will see the fires
And have the destruction.
Then for a time,
Will be silence.
And people will give thanks.
And that will be
Their moment of choice.
My Greatest Hope is
That We shall not come to that.
That this storm will not come,
But it does.
****
But there is redemption in Me.
My Children will still have Time or a chance at Choice
To Come to Me.
To join Me faithfully.
To see that I am the Light
And I bring joy and blessings
To those who love Me.
To those who give their hearts over to Their Loving Parent.
Why is that difficult for Man to believe –
To believe in Love, in My Love
That is so Great and full and eternal?
Gentle Children,
Pray.
I Love your prayers
And answer them with all of My Love.
Do not wander and do not doubt.
As you believe wholly in Me,
I protect You.
I smile on You
And answer Your prayers with relish.
I Love to give You gifts.
I Love to show You or demonstrate My Love to You.
****
Pray for My Priests, My Beloved Disciples.
Pray for the Flowers and unborn Children.
Pray for your brothers and sisters
That they may be guided to My Love.
Pray for them, (The atheists who need conversion.)
Pray for peace
And for your hopeful and loving Pope,
My Benedict,
****
Pray for:
Laurie, Antoinette, Sebastian, Salvedor (Sal), Mickey, Rene, Julie, Sandra, Ollie, Sam, Franky, Gino, Terry, Michael, Sonya, Marcus, Marco, Julianne, Justin, Flora, Sandy, Jessica, Samantha, Gloria, Judy (aunt), Carol, Samantha, Ricky, Stan, Jessica, Rudy, Jakowski, Mastersons, Dolans, Seaforts, Tanzonis, Mercury(?), Mel, Gino, Mark, Seelie (?), Thomas, Penny, Kayla, Jessica, Montes, Sci, Stanley, Jeremiah, Michael, Charles, the Brownes, Mickey, Rene, Dustin, Jacob, Candi, Cecilia, Maria, Victoria, Margie, Maggie, Fr. Fonti, Franky, Gino, Thomas, the Barkleys, Desdemona (?), Markey, Samantha, Julie, “Fellow”, Sammy, Titan, Frieda, “Shorty”, Lewis, Elizabeth, Jacob, Cassandra, Jessica, Maury, David, Kyle, Chris, Marcus, David, Stan, David, Rosa, Judy, the Finleys, Bobby, Suzanne, Margaret, Stanley, Robert, Charlie, Costanzas (family), Frieda, Phillips (family), Desiree, Julie, Shawnte, Rudy, Beth, Margaret, Eddie, Judy, Frank, “Oso”, Margaret, Maggie, Bobby, Stan, Chris, Marcus, Luke, Lee-Lee, Jessica, Ronnie, Peter, Stanley, Fausto family, Figaroa family, Scarpio family, Genadoza or Gendoza family, George, Samia(?) family, Zunny family, Ray, Jacob, Williams family, Teckerd or Eckerd family, Ramones family, the Jesuits (?), Marcus, Tina, Margot, Joey, Samantha, Ricky, Aaron, Ethel, Cruz or Cruise family, the Jackson family, Eddie, Stan, Frederick, Michael, Vincent, Freddie, Michael, Linda, Ray, Peter, Marcus, Jessica, Efren, Julie, Tony, Leigh, Sandra, Keith, John, Gary, Mark, Luke, Tom, Timmy, Martha, Missy, Frank, Chris, Bobby, Choo’s or Choo family, Kwan family, the Deckers, Marvin, Nelly, Grandersons, Ellie, the Potters, the Craigs, the Carragans, the Dolan family, the Walkers, the Pestula family, the Nolans, Christopher and the Crawleys.
Peace be with you. Peace.
****
ON JOY, RICHES, & PRAYER
Saturday, February 02, 2013 1:33 – 2:26 pm
The Church is Good.
My Table is set to receive you and all of My Lambs.
I hold them with such Love and esteem.
How I favor or Love to see My guests or friends or Children join Me at My Table,
Singing, talking, laughing, smiling.
I Love to see My Children there.
My Flowers.
How beautiful their voices are.
They make Me smile to hear their voices filled with Love and curiosity.
Such young ideas and thoughts, so pure and innocent and simple.
How I Love their simplicity.
There is no duplicity there; in their clear eyes.
Oh Parents, do well by those Flowers, your own Children.
Such gifts I’ve given You in them.
Play with them.
Listen to them.
Watch them.
Listen as they announce or pronounce or describe their days and dreams to you.
Share with them their amazement at My wonders.
All I have created for their delight.
What is their favorite?
Enjoy them.
I enjoy My Children.
I watch you, All of You.
As you play and work, toil.
Too soon your clear eyes go gray.
You lose sight of the delights of Children.
You no longer wonder at beauty.
Think back to that simplicity.
Find it again and be at peace in life.
T o find simplicity and peace is to open a door.
With these come Love.
So easily, because you cease to suspect people, things.
You expect only good.
In return you receive only good.
Expect good and you will receive it.
I expect good Children.
And you are all My Children.
Such wonders I have for you,
Laid out in the world like so many colorful ribbons and toys.
My trees and animals.
I speak today only about Love.
I want you to be at peace today
So that you might think on or concentrate on the sweetest parts of life.
To enjoy them.
To be filled by joy.
I want you to feel the joy of sunshine and babies.
I do not want you to grow grim with news of the bastions of war
And murder or poverty and vanity.
Today is a day of peace and joy.
I want it thus so.
And why should My loving Children not have joy and peace in life.
Is it not theirs to take?
I bring you good gifts as your Loving Parent.
When you pray, the angels beside Me sing and glorify Me.
It is so beautiful to hear your voices singing like so many blue and red songbirds.
Oh, how My Creations bring Me joy.
I Love My Children, for you are so beautiful and intricate and unique.
Each of you;
I painted you.
Each of you,
A unique and Beloved creature.
Oh, Your Creator is so proud.
Pray, Dear Children, Pray.
Pray for peace and joy and Love
Throughout the world.
Oh sweet Love,
It can be done.
With great prayers comes great results or ends.
Great prayer can make stones
Turn to rivers
And buffalo into rocks.
Your prayers are that strong.
So strong, such that no weapon,
No bomb, no sword or knife,
No gun can withstand the power of it.
Bombs fizzle out in front of prayer.
Swords and knives melt to puddles
And guns break in the face of great prayer.
In the face of great prayer,
You can face giants and stand tall
And defeat the leviathan.
****
People must know,
In all their peace and joy,
To include their neighbors in their propriety.
Bring forward your brothers and sisters
That they might share in your feast.
Is it better to pull in a rich man To have him as a guest…invite him as a guest.
With rich gifts and presents
And gifts of food and wine for his host,
Who sits above the salt,
Eats well and boasts well into the night
And does not know Me;
Or is it wiser to invite in My impoverished disciple
Who offers nothing to his host
But his understanding and Love for God/Me?
Pray.
What or where does that answer lay?
I will tell you.
It is better to invite the poor man
Who is rich with My Blessings and My Word
Than to take the gold and wine from the lesser man,
As he will lead you to a cliff.
The impoverished man will show you to far greater riches
By teaching you and your home
About My Love.
He knows it is better not to have gold
And chains to boast about
Than to lose Me over them.
I provide.
Be generous.
Share My Word
And seek those who know My Word.
My Children,
I have such Love for you.
Pray.
Pray that your brethren
Learn about Me and My Love.
That I am a Loving
And forgiving, merciful Lord.
They must only come to Me
With hat in hand.
I will wash away their sins.
I will wipe away
Their tears of shame
And make them new again.
Oh Children,
Share the wonders of My Love,
As you know them to be.
****
Pray.
Pray every moment of every day.
Pray for the babies and the unborn.
Pray for My Dear Disciples or Priests,
For My Benedict,
For women that they may crawl quickly
From the cliff,
From the pit of fire.
They must stop murdering the Flowers.
It must end…
For they are in danger.
In such danger,
To describe it is fearful and brutal.
****
Pray that people find their faith in Me,
That they do not doubt,
That they open their eyes to My Love.
Pray for peace.
Pray hard for peace.
Peace is a joy
For all who experience it.
Pray for the Children
And the Parents that they be good parents,
As I have described.
Pray for:
Laurie, Antoinette, Sebastian, Salvador (Sal), Mickey, Rene, Julie, Sandra, Ollie, Sam, Frankie, Gino, Terry, Michael, Sonya, Marcus, Marco, Julianne, Justin, Flora, Sandy, Jessica, Samantha, Gloria, Judy (aunt), Carol, Samantha, Ricky, Stan, Jessica, Rudy, Jakowski, Masterson’s, Dolans, Seaford’s, Tanzonis, Mercury(?), Mel, Gino, Mark, Sealy’s, Thomas, Penny, Kayla, Jessica, Montes, Sci, Stanley, Jeremiah, Michael, Charles, the Browne’s, Mickey, Rene, Dustin, Jacob, Candi, Cecilia, Maria, Victoria, Margie, Maggie, Fr. Fonti, Frankie, Gino, Thomas, the Barkley’s, Desdemona (?), Markey, Samantha, Julie, “Fellow”, Sammy, Titan, Frieda, “Shorty”, Lewis, Elizabeth, Jacob, Cassandra, Jessica, Maury, David, Kyle, Chris, Marcus, David, Stan, David, Rosa, Judy, the Finley’s, Bobby, Suzanne, Margaret, Stanley, Robert, Charlie, Costanza’s (family), Frieda, Phillips (family), Desiree, Julie, Shawnte, Rudy, Beth, Margaret, Eddie, Judy, Frank, “Oso”, Margaret, Maggie, Bobby, Stan, Chris, Marcus, Luke, Lee-Lee, Jessica, Ronnie, Peter, Stanley, Fausto family, Figaroa family, Scarpio family, Mendoza family, George, Samia family, Zunny family, Ray, Jacob, Williams family, Eckerd family, Ramones family, the Jesuits (?), Marcus, Tina, Margot, Joey, Samantha, Ricky, Aaron, Ethel, Cruz or Cruise family, the Jackson family, Eddie, Stan, Frederick, Michael, Vincent, Freddie, Michael, Linda, Ray, Peter, Marcus, Jessica, Efren, Julie, Tony, Leigh, Sandra, Keith, John, Gary, Mark, Luke, Tom, Timmy, Martha, Missy, Frank, Chris, Bobby, Choo’s or Choos or Choo family, Kwan family, the Decker’s, Marvin, Nelly, Granderson’s, Ellie, the Potters, the Craig’s, the Carragan’s, the Dolan family, the Walkers, the Pestula family, the Nolan’s, Christopher and the Crawley’s.
And so I say, pray.
Pray for peace and joy.
Love your Children as I Love you.
****
Pray, Children,
And know the infiniteness or infinity of My Love.
Play and Love.
Peace Oh Children.
Peace I give you.
Peace.
****
You or people only believe I must only bless
Or not exist at all.
(You think I must be kind, harmless, and benevolent as God to exist; to fit your paradigm but He is also a parent who disciplines....)
That punishments and hell are not true,
But I am a just God
And want My Children with Me.
And like a good Parent with wayward Children,
I must discipline them,
Although it pangs Me to do so.
****
Oh Wicked World,
How have you betrayed Me?
The One that has Loved you so fully,
Who Loves You still.
Love Me, Little Ones
While there is still Time.
Bring yourselves to My glorious Light.
See what gifts of Love
I have for you.
This is My lament.
Please join Me or come to Me,
To My Table,
Where your seat is waiting for you.
****
Woe are the unborn.
Woe are the Mothers who have committed this abhorrent sin.
Pray for both.
While one wails, one burns.
So many infants,
Beautiful Flowers dying.
Continue to pray that this abomination ceases,
For I want all of My Children.
There shall be or should not be any more wailing.
The Angels weep for them.
All of Heaven weeps for them.
Their brethren who longed to play with them weep,
For their lost comrades or friends.
Pull those Mothers away from the bloody knives, and hands of the damned.
Mothers, doctors,
Mothers,
Fear for what you do.
It is not acceptable and there are punishments or consequences
For what you choose to do in all of your self-righteousness.
Keep your children,
For that they are My Special Flowers.
Simply and beautifully Mine.
I Love My Children.
All of you.
I cannot bear to lose any of you.
****
War, murder, hunger, avarice,
Manipulation, slavery, molestation, concubines
Blasphemy, hatred, war…
What more is there to achieve in evil?
The Flowers have already been brutally attacked.
Therefore, nothing is sacred. In reference to murders and abortions, there is nothing more to attack. We have attacked the innocent now.
Please, Pray.
You can stop all of this.
Please, Love.
It can turn all of this strife and hatred to grace.
Please,
Pledge an end to this.
Help others see others. Look people in the eye and see them. Notice them.
Help and work with or hold the hands of others.
When you see a person,
You share the troubles within their souls.
Stop and see.
Oh Children,
To Love one another is time
And Love and interest and gentleness and prayer.
Who of you can say you truly Love your brothers and sisters
With full and interested Hearts?
That gentle interest is Love.
Oh by My Heart,
Change this World.
Please, Children.
How I Love You
And do not like to bring what is coming.
It will be so soon.
Bad.
Mean or strict rolling clouds over a bed of winds.
Howling and the sky will be dark in the day time
And streaks of red light will fall down from the skies
And create or start large or huge fires
That will burn so many.
There will not be nearly enough water
To put them all out.
Everywhere, Worldwide
People will see the fires
And have the destruction.
Then for a time,
Will be silence.
And people will give thanks.
And that will be
Their moment of choice.
My Greatest Hope is
That We shall not come to that.
That this storm will not come,
But it does.
****
But there is redemption in Me.
My Children will still have Time or a chance at Choice
To Come to Me.
To join Me faithfully.
To see that I am the Light
And I bring joy and blessings
To those who love Me.
To those who give their hearts over to Their Loving Parent.
Why is that difficult for Man to believe –
To believe in Love, in My Love
That is so Great and full and eternal?
Gentle Children,
Pray.
I Love your prayers
And answer them with all of My Love.
Do not wander and do not doubt.
As you believe wholly in Me,
I protect You.
I smile on You
And answer Your prayers with relish.
I Love to give You gifts.
I Love to show You or demonstrate My Love to You.
****
Pray for My Priests, My Beloved Disciples.
Pray for the Flowers and unborn Children.
Pray for your brothers and sisters
That they may be guided to My Love.
Pray for them, (The atheists who need conversion.)
Pray for peace
And for your hopeful and loving Pope,
My Benedict,
****
Pray for:
Laurie, Antoinette, Sebastian, Salvedor (Sal), Mickey, Rene, Julie, Sandra, Ollie, Sam, Franky, Gino, Terry, Michael, Sonya, Marcus, Marco, Julianne, Justin, Flora, Sandy, Jessica, Samantha, Gloria, Judy (aunt), Carol, Samantha, Ricky, Stan, Jessica, Rudy, Jakowski, Mastersons, Dolans, Seaforts, Tanzonis, Mercury(?), Mel, Gino, Mark, Seelie (?), Thomas, Penny, Kayla, Jessica, Montes, Sci, Stanley, Jeremiah, Michael, Charles, the Brownes, Mickey, Rene, Dustin, Jacob, Candi, Cecilia, Maria, Victoria, Margie, Maggie, Fr. Fonti, Franky, Gino, Thomas, the Barkleys, Desdemona (?), Markey, Samantha, Julie, “Fellow”, Sammy, Titan, Frieda, “Shorty”, Lewis, Elizabeth, Jacob, Cassandra, Jessica, Maury, David, Kyle, Chris, Marcus, David, Stan, David, Rosa, Judy, the Finleys, Bobby, Suzanne, Margaret, Stanley, Robert, Charlie, Costanzas (family), Frieda, Phillips (family), Desiree, Julie, Shawnte, Rudy, Beth, Margaret, Eddie, Judy, Frank, “Oso”, Margaret, Maggie, Bobby, Stan, Chris, Marcus, Luke, Lee-Lee, Jessica, Ronnie, Peter, Stanley, Fausto family, Figaroa family, Scarpio family, Genadoza or Gendoza family, George, Samia(?) family, Zunny family, Ray, Jacob, Williams family, Teckerd or Eckerd family, Ramones family, the Jesuits (?), Marcus, Tina, Margot, Joey, Samantha, Ricky, Aaron, Ethel, Cruz or Cruise family, the Jackson family, Eddie, Stan, Frederick, Michael, Vincent, Freddie, Michael, Linda, Ray, Peter, Marcus, Jessica, Efren, Julie, Tony, Leigh, Sandra, Keith, John, Gary, Mark, Luke, Tom, Timmy, Martha, Missy, Frank, Chris, Bobby, Choo’s or Choo family, Kwan family, the Deckers, Marvin, Nelly, Grandersons, Ellie, the Potters, the Craigs, the Carragans, the Dolan family, the Walkers, the Pestula family, the Nolans, Christopher and the Crawleys.
Peace be with you. Peace.
****
ON JOY, RICHES, & PRAYER
Saturday, February 02, 2013 1:33 – 2:26 pm
The Church is Good.
My Table is set to receive you and all of My Lambs.
I hold them with such Love and esteem.
How I favor or Love to see My guests or friends or Children join Me at My Table,
Singing, talking, laughing, smiling.
I Love to see My Children there.
My Flowers.
How beautiful their voices are.
They make Me smile to hear their voices filled with Love and curiosity.
Such young ideas and thoughts, so pure and innocent and simple.
How I Love their simplicity.
There is no duplicity there; in their clear eyes.
Oh Parents, do well by those Flowers, your own Children.
Such gifts I’ve given You in them.
Play with them.
Listen to them.
Watch them.
Listen as they announce or pronounce or describe their days and dreams to you.
Share with them their amazement at My wonders.
All I have created for their delight.
What is their favorite?
Enjoy them.
I enjoy My Children.
I watch you, All of You.
As you play and work, toil.
Too soon your clear eyes go gray.
You lose sight of the delights of Children.
You no longer wonder at beauty.
Think back to that simplicity.
Find it again and be at peace in life.
T o find simplicity and peace is to open a door.
With these come Love.
So easily, because you cease to suspect people, things.
You expect only good.
In return you receive only good.
Expect good and you will receive it.
I expect good Children.
And you are all My Children.
Such wonders I have for you,
Laid out in the world like so many colorful ribbons and toys.
My trees and animals.
I speak today only about Love.
I want you to be at peace today
So that you might think on or concentrate on the sweetest parts of life.
To enjoy them.
To be filled by joy.
I want you to feel the joy of sunshine and babies.
I do not want you to grow grim with news of the bastions of war
And murder or poverty and vanity.
Today is a day of peace and joy.
I want it thus so.
And why should My loving Children not have joy and peace in life.
Is it not theirs to take?
I bring you good gifts as your Loving Parent.
When you pray, the angels beside Me sing and glorify Me.
It is so beautiful to hear your voices singing like so many blue and red songbirds.
Oh, how My Creations bring Me joy.
I Love My Children, for you are so beautiful and intricate and unique.
Each of you;
I painted you.
Each of you,
A unique and Beloved creature.
Oh, Your Creator is so proud.
Pray, Dear Children, Pray.
Pray for peace and joy and Love
Throughout the world.
Oh sweet Love,
It can be done.
With great prayers comes great results or ends.
Great prayer can make stones
Turn to rivers
And buffalo into rocks.
Your prayers are that strong.
So strong, such that no weapon,
No bomb, no sword or knife,
No gun can withstand the power of it.
Bombs fizzle out in front of prayer.
Swords and knives melt to puddles
And guns break in the face of great prayer.
In the face of great prayer,
You can face giants and stand tall
And defeat the leviathan.
****
People must know,
In all their peace and joy,
To include their neighbors in their propriety.
Bring forward your brothers and sisters
That they might share in your feast.
Is it better to pull in a rich man To have him as a guest…invite him as a guest.
With rich gifts and presents
And gifts of food and wine for his host,
Who sits above the salt,
Eats well and boasts well into the night
And does not know Me;
Or is it wiser to invite in My impoverished disciple
Who offers nothing to his host
But his understanding and Love for God/Me?
Pray.
What or where does that answer lay?
I will tell you.
It is better to invite the poor man
Who is rich with My Blessings and My Word
Than to take the gold and wine from the lesser man,
As he will lead you to a cliff.
The impoverished man will show you to far greater riches
By teaching you and your home
About My Love.
He knows it is better not to have gold
And chains to boast about
Than to lose Me over them.
I provide.
Be generous.
Share My Word
And seek those who know My Word.
My Children,
I have such Love for you.
Pray.
Pray that your brethren
Learn about Me and My Love.
That I am a Loving
And forgiving, merciful Lord.
They must only come to Me
With hat in hand.
I will wash away their sins.
I will wipe away
Their tears of shame
And make them new again.
Oh Children,
Share the wonders of My Love,
As you know them to be.
****
Pray.
Pray every moment of every day.
Pray for the babies and the unborn.
Pray for My Dear Disciples or Priests,
For My Benedict,
For women that they may crawl quickly
From the cliff,
From the pit of fire.
They must stop murdering the Flowers.
It must end…
For they are in danger.
In such danger,
To describe it is fearful and brutal.
****
Pray that people find their faith in Me,
That they do not doubt,
That they open their eyes to My Love.
Pray for peace.
Pray hard for peace.
Peace is a joy
For all who experience it.
Pray for the Children
And the Parents that they be good parents,
As I have described.
Pray for:
Laurie, Antoinette, Sebastian, Salvador (Sal), Mickey, Rene, Julie, Sandra, Ollie, Sam, Frankie, Gino, Terry, Michael, Sonya, Marcus, Marco, Julianne, Justin, Flora, Sandy, Jessica, Samantha, Gloria, Judy (aunt), Carol, Samantha, Ricky, Stan, Jessica, Rudy, Jakowski, Masterson’s, Dolans, Seaford’s, Tanzonis, Mercury(?), Mel, Gino, Mark, Sealy’s, Thomas, Penny, Kayla, Jessica, Montes, Sci, Stanley, Jeremiah, Michael, Charles, the Browne’s, Mickey, Rene, Dustin, Jacob, Candi, Cecilia, Maria, Victoria, Margie, Maggie, Fr. Fonti, Frankie, Gino, Thomas, the Barkley’s, Desdemona (?), Markey, Samantha, Julie, “Fellow”, Sammy, Titan, Frieda, “Shorty”, Lewis, Elizabeth, Jacob, Cassandra, Jessica, Maury, David, Kyle, Chris, Marcus, David, Stan, David, Rosa, Judy, the Finley’s, Bobby, Suzanne, Margaret, Stanley, Robert, Charlie, Costanza’s (family), Frieda, Phillips (family), Desiree, Julie, Shawnte, Rudy, Beth, Margaret, Eddie, Judy, Frank, “Oso”, Margaret, Maggie, Bobby, Stan, Chris, Marcus, Luke, Lee-Lee, Jessica, Ronnie, Peter, Stanley, Fausto family, Figaroa family, Scarpio family, Mendoza family, George, Samia family, Zunny family, Ray, Jacob, Williams family, Eckerd family, Ramones family, the Jesuits (?), Marcus, Tina, Margot, Joey, Samantha, Ricky, Aaron, Ethel, Cruz or Cruise family, the Jackson family, Eddie, Stan, Frederick, Michael, Vincent, Freddie, Michael, Linda, Ray, Peter, Marcus, Jessica, Efren, Julie, Tony, Leigh, Sandra, Keith, John, Gary, Mark, Luke, Tom, Timmy, Martha, Missy, Frank, Chris, Bobby, Choo’s or Choos or Choo family, Kwan family, the Decker’s, Marvin, Nelly, Granderson’s, Ellie, the Potters, the Craig’s, the Carragan’s, the Dolan family, the Walkers, the Pestula family, the Nolan’s, Christopher and the Crawley’s.
And so I say, pray.
Pray for peace and joy.
Love your Children as I Love you.
****
Pray, Children,
And know the infiniteness or infinity of My Love.
Play and Love.
Peace Oh Children.
Peace I give you.
Peace.
THE LAMENT OF HIS LOVE
Flowers' Toys
Monday, February 4, 2013 2:18 - 3:07 pm
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Drink from My Cup.
It is filled with My Love that bonds you to Me.
It will slake all thirsts
And keep you clean
And free of sin.
Temptations will dissolve. It is a shield.
My Cup is My Word. No one can deny it.
Oh, Earth! World!
Why do you not drink of My Cup?
I am staggered by your thoughtlessness or precariousness. (The folly or disregard we have for our souls.)
Do you not believe?
In Me?
In death?
After life after death?
Who is reigning over your hearts and minds these days?
Do not succumb to the fallen one.
His pool grows larger, too large by the day.
So I weep,
And all of My Kingdom mourns with Me.
Bring them back to Me.
Oh Church!
Mother!
Tell them they are Loved.
I will not betray them.
There is only Love with Me.
Eternal Love.
Speak to them.
Speak to those who listen.
****
Live well under My rules of Love, Children.
Follow My rules always
And such happiness will you bring to Me.
I in turn will bring you joy and peace.
I hear and answer your prayers.
Come to My Table
And leave the vulgarities
Of the newshounds outside My Doors.
When you join Me,
It is a time of joy and reflection and peace.
Come to My Table
With full hearts and attention.
Leave the outside behind you and pray.
How I Love your prayers.
The Little Flowers especially.
Such sweet prayers,
About dogs and color books
And lost toys and homework and people.
Always Children bless their mothers and fathers
And sisters and brothers.
My Flowers send me long and glorious prayers.
So beautiful!
Let them pray and rejoice in Me.
I answer their prayers!
I answer their prayers with great relish,
And joy, and urgency.
My priorities!
How they please Me. He absolutely adores children. When he speaks of them, it is an uncontainable love.
They are His priority. My heart fills when He talks about children.
Dear Children,
Like My Flowers,
Come to My Table in their disposition,
Prepared to talk to Me
And pray and ask for help or gifts.
Come to My Table and expect a great feast!
Give Me your full attention and Hearts.
Bring your Flowers and show them to My Table;
How I have a special seat for them as well.
It is good to celebrate together.
****
I Love My Children.
Let All of My Children know I Love them dearly.
Every piece of them was created
Specially and uniquely.
No two are alike.
And I Love them all.
Tell them to Love themselves.
They must love themselves
And treat themselves well.
Love their neighbors
And Love Me always with Full Hearts.
There is no use in calling for others
With an empty heart.
But a full heart gives warmth
In the cold
And colors to the gray slate.
It gives milk for babies
And turns the dying
Into healthy humans.
Make sure your heart is full when you are using it.
****
Peace.
I give you all of My Peace.
Peace.
****
Drink from My Cup.
It is filled with My Love that bonds you to Me.
It will slake all thirsts
And keep you clean
And free of sin.
Temptations will dissolve. It is a shield.
My Cup is My Word. No one can deny it.
Oh, Earth! World!
Why do you not drink of My Cup?
I am staggered by your thoughtlessness or precariousness. (The folly or disregard we have for our souls.)
Do you not believe?
In Me?
In death?
After life after death?
Who is reigning over your hearts and minds these days?
Do not succumb to the fallen one.
His pool grows larger, too large by the day.
So I weep,
And all of My Kingdom mourns with Me.
Bring them back to Me.
Oh Church!
Mother!
Tell them they are Loved.
I will not betray them.
There is only Love with Me.
Eternal Love.
Speak to them.
Speak to those who listen.
****
Live well under My rules of Love, Children.
Follow My rules always
And such happiness will you bring to Me.
I in turn will bring you joy and peace.
I hear and answer your prayers.
Come to My Table
And leave the vulgarities
Of the newshounds outside My Doors.
When you join Me,
It is a time of joy and reflection and peace.
Come to My Table
With full hearts and attention.
Leave the outside behind you and pray.
How I Love your prayers.
The Little Flowers especially.
Such sweet prayers,
About dogs and color books
And lost toys and homework and people.
Always Children bless their mothers and fathers
And sisters and brothers.
My Flowers send me long and glorious prayers.
So beautiful!
Let them pray and rejoice in Me.
I answer their prayers!
I answer their prayers with great relish,
And joy, and urgency.
My priorities!
How they please Me. He absolutely adores children. When he speaks of them, it is an uncontainable love.
They are His priority. My heart fills when He talks about children.
Dear Children,
Like My Flowers,
Come to My Table in their disposition,
Prepared to talk to Me
And pray and ask for help or gifts.
Come to My Table and expect a great feast!
Give Me your full attention and Hearts.
Bring your Flowers and show them to My Table;
How I have a special seat for them as well.
It is good to celebrate together.
****
I Love My Children.
Let All of My Children know I Love them dearly.
Every piece of them was created
Specially and uniquely.
No two are alike.
And I Love them all.
Tell them to Love themselves.
They must love themselves
And treat themselves well.
Love their neighbors
And Love Me always with Full Hearts.
There is no use in calling for others
With an empty heart.
But a full heart gives warmth
In the cold
And colors to the gray slate.
It gives milk for babies
And turns the dying
Into healthy humans.
Make sure your heart is full when you are using it.
****
Peace.
I give you all of My Peace.
Peace.
ON JUDGING OTHERS
Tuesday, February 5, 2013 10:00 - 10:49 am
After morning mass and after praying the rosary....
****
I know My Time frustrates you, but know that I give My Children only good gifts
And I know what will serve My Lambs best.
I am a good shepherd and do not send my Flock to danger or tainted fields.
I look for the sweetest pastures that you will be satisfied and full,
With plentiful bounty of sweetness,
And you shall never starve or grow thirsty.
That is My Job.
I am your Holy and Loving Parent.
Trust in Me
And you cannot go wrong.
Follow Me
And while sometimes the road might be difficult or rocky or uphill,
You will surely find My Glory and My Love at the end.
Indeed, I will be there through it all, and so when you are faithful in your travels,
You will feel My Love ever-present,
Helping you,
Lifting you,
Moving you,
And giving you strength.
Such that those hills and valleys will be like simple lolls amongst the green grass.
You cannot fail when I am amongst you.
Cry to Me when you cannot find your way or the answer.
I hear your prayers.
Bring your wounds to Me.
I heal all wounds with My Eternal Love.
Bring your joys and sorrows to Me.
I Love to share in your gladness or tidings
And will comfort you in your sorrow.
No sorrow is too great for Me to overcome
And remove with the salve of My Love.
Have faith in Me,
And your ails or ills will be healed.
Like the wounds of war
And molestation
And abortion
And abandonment,
These too can be healed and demised, Terminated or ended
Or destroyed or eliminated.
Pray for this always,
But do not judge others.
Never judge.
That is for Me to do.
It is far too easy for My Little Creatures
To go that Way.
Day after day and hour after hour,
I watch and listen
As My Children point their fingers at one another
To list the failures and fractures and frailties you see.
You are cruel in your judgments and quite thorough.
You share these judgments in delight.
You exaggerate your brothers’ and sisters’ errors
And failures for your own entertainment
And to further your own positions
Out of hatred and pride.
Do not do this.
It is a grave sin
Against your brothers and sisters who are Mine.
They are My Son. Would you dare treat His Son like this?
Who of you are good enough to be My Son
Or lay hands upon Him
Or seek to judge Him
Or deserve to even serve Him on bended knee?
None of you, I say.
So do not waste time to sin
By judging those you should love tenderly, forgivingly, and fully.
Do as My Son would and does.
Follow Love.
Follow My Word.
Do not make this error.
In the end,
It is a sure and fast path to the Cliff
With fire at the end or bottom.
Yes, I say, do not doubt
The existence of such cliffs
And fire and punishment.
While many reject it, this possibility,
It is more than that.
It is a prospect and in many souls,
A real probability.
I do not/will not mince words.
There are many who now fall in
And will fall in
If they are to leave or die now.
Their souls are halfway gone
And their feet are taking their first steps
Over the Cliff.
And so you must pray.
Pray for them in their final hours
That they may ask for redemption
And be saved.
You must pray strongly for those
Who still have time to repent
And spend their remaining time
Learning to Love Me and to rejoice in My Love.
Pray for them,
For the fire is a horrible punishment.
Will you describe it further? The fire, or hell?
Is it not enough to know
That you will have Lost Me forever?
Is that not the worst agony imaginable?
That is the hottest fire
That will burn their hearts.
Knowing the sweetness of My Love is no longer accessible to them.
They will be in the company of their fellow damned,
Screaming to live again,
Just for the chance or opportunity to see Me;
Feel My Love.
It will not be so.
There will be other pains.
Pains of the flesh and “mind.”
The mind not as you know it;
The flesh not as you know it.
Sufferers burn and are constantly taunted.
There is a foulness in the air.
There is only darkness and baseness.
There is no hope,
Only hatred and scorn and devastation.
People there have no community.
They flee from one another.
They are spat upon by demons
And those demons spit poison like acid.
They cannot leave.
They cannot expire.
And this is eternity.
An eternity.
Woe are they who are trapped.
For they cannot come alive again.
So many living souls are ready and so willing to fall in.
From disregard, to disbelief,
Blasphemies antagonizing the dark one.
Pray for them,
For these souls.
I/We do not want a single one given to him.
They are Mine
And it is Not My Will.
Pray for them and teach them the Word.
The Love of the Word.
How can they resist My Son and His Glory.
****
Feel the disturbance, the violence,
****
Why must Man seek out death?
****
You must let others know.
To pray.
Pray hard and strongly,
For this is not just a war.
It is a brutal punishment that effects the World.
It is of Man and it is of nature
And it is of My Making
So that Man may come to Me.
My Children will be given a choice
Because so many hate
And so many are asleep to My Love.
They cannot be allowed to go so far.
And so it comes.
Against My Heart,
That it pangs Me so,
As a Loving Parent,
But it comes.
****
Remember, Love your brothers and sisters,
Especially those who have offended you and yours.
You cannot serve Me
When you carry hate or struggles or grudges in your heart.
Pray and I will dissolve those for you.
****
Be at peace and pray for our priests.
Always pray for our priests.
And for My Benedict.
Peace I give to him.
Peace I give to My Children of prayer.
After morning mass and after praying the rosary....
****
I know My Time frustrates you, but know that I give My Children only good gifts
And I know what will serve My Lambs best.
I am a good shepherd and do not send my Flock to danger or tainted fields.
I look for the sweetest pastures that you will be satisfied and full,
With plentiful bounty of sweetness,
And you shall never starve or grow thirsty.
That is My Job.
I am your Holy and Loving Parent.
Trust in Me
And you cannot go wrong.
Follow Me
And while sometimes the road might be difficult or rocky or uphill,
You will surely find My Glory and My Love at the end.
Indeed, I will be there through it all, and so when you are faithful in your travels,
You will feel My Love ever-present,
Helping you,
Lifting you,
Moving you,
And giving you strength.
Such that those hills and valleys will be like simple lolls amongst the green grass.
You cannot fail when I am amongst you.
Cry to Me when you cannot find your way or the answer.
I hear your prayers.
Bring your wounds to Me.
I heal all wounds with My Eternal Love.
Bring your joys and sorrows to Me.
I Love to share in your gladness or tidings
And will comfort you in your sorrow.
No sorrow is too great for Me to overcome
And remove with the salve of My Love.
Have faith in Me,
And your ails or ills will be healed.
Like the wounds of war
And molestation
And abortion
And abandonment,
These too can be healed and demised, Terminated or ended
Or destroyed or eliminated.
Pray for this always,
But do not judge others.
Never judge.
That is for Me to do.
It is far too easy for My Little Creatures
To go that Way.
Day after day and hour after hour,
I watch and listen
As My Children point their fingers at one another
To list the failures and fractures and frailties you see.
You are cruel in your judgments and quite thorough.
You share these judgments in delight.
You exaggerate your brothers’ and sisters’ errors
And failures for your own entertainment
And to further your own positions
Out of hatred and pride.
Do not do this.
It is a grave sin
Against your brothers and sisters who are Mine.
They are My Son. Would you dare treat His Son like this?
Who of you are good enough to be My Son
Or lay hands upon Him
Or seek to judge Him
Or deserve to even serve Him on bended knee?
None of you, I say.
So do not waste time to sin
By judging those you should love tenderly, forgivingly, and fully.
Do as My Son would and does.
Follow Love.
Follow My Word.
Do not make this error.
In the end,
It is a sure and fast path to the Cliff
With fire at the end or bottom.
Yes, I say, do not doubt
The existence of such cliffs
And fire and punishment.
While many reject it, this possibility,
It is more than that.
It is a prospect and in many souls,
A real probability.
I do not/will not mince words.
There are many who now fall in
And will fall in
If they are to leave or die now.
Their souls are halfway gone
And their feet are taking their first steps
Over the Cliff.
And so you must pray.
Pray for them in their final hours
That they may ask for redemption
And be saved.
You must pray strongly for those
Who still have time to repent
And spend their remaining time
Learning to Love Me and to rejoice in My Love.
Pray for them,
For the fire is a horrible punishment.
Will you describe it further? The fire, or hell?
Is it not enough to know
That you will have Lost Me forever?
Is that not the worst agony imaginable?
That is the hottest fire
That will burn their hearts.
Knowing the sweetness of My Love is no longer accessible to them.
They will be in the company of their fellow damned,
Screaming to live again,
Just for the chance or opportunity to see Me;
Feel My Love.
It will not be so.
There will be other pains.
Pains of the flesh and “mind.”
The mind not as you know it;
The flesh not as you know it.
Sufferers burn and are constantly taunted.
There is a foulness in the air.
There is only darkness and baseness.
There is no hope,
Only hatred and scorn and devastation.
People there have no community.
They flee from one another.
They are spat upon by demons
And those demons spit poison like acid.
They cannot leave.
They cannot expire.
And this is eternity.
An eternity.
Woe are they who are trapped.
For they cannot come alive again.
So many living souls are ready and so willing to fall in.
From disregard, to disbelief,
Blasphemies antagonizing the dark one.
Pray for them,
For these souls.
I/We do not want a single one given to him.
They are Mine
And it is Not My Will.
Pray for them and teach them the Word.
The Love of the Word.
How can they resist My Son and His Glory.
****
Feel the disturbance, the violence,
****
Why must Man seek out death?
****
You must let others know.
To pray.
Pray hard and strongly,
For this is not just a war.
It is a brutal punishment that effects the World.
It is of Man and it is of nature
And it is of My Making
So that Man may come to Me.
My Children will be given a choice
Because so many hate
And so many are asleep to My Love.
They cannot be allowed to go so far.
And so it comes.
Against My Heart,
That it pangs Me so,
As a Loving Parent,
But it comes.
****
Remember, Love your brothers and sisters,
Especially those who have offended you and yours.
You cannot serve Me
When you carry hate or struggles or grudges in your heart.
Pray and I will dissolve those for you.
****
Be at peace and pray for our priests.
Always pray for our priests.
And for My Benedict.
Peace I give to him.
Peace I give to My Children of prayer.
ON FAITH & NOT TESTING THE LORD
Wednesday, February 6, 2013 2:44 - 3:34 pm
It is amazing how I feel like I could just immerse myself in prayer for hours. It is wonderful to just kneel and pray and feel loved. Always loved.
****
I Love to answer prayers,
For I am given an invitation or opportunity
To show how I Love My Children.
I am asked for gifts
And I Love to provide them,
Each in their own way.
****
Faith is not an easy thing.
****
My Word suffices.
My Son is a hallmark, a powerful proof of My Love –
My Enduring Love – for Mankind.
****
When someone tests this,
****
Respond like this:
I am saved.
You too can be saved and joyful
If you believe in God
And His Son, the Christ.
If you do not see or recognize His Light,
The sadder for you.
He does not lend Himself to tests of faith or scrutiny.
He brings Love
And His laws are not mocked.
To disbelieve and blaspheme
Leads you only one way.
But you can join hands with me
And be shown the Way of the Lord
And know joy and salvation.
Walk with Me
And put down your gavel and sack.
Put away your demands for testimony
And levitating magicians.
My Love does not play games.
Join Me at My Table and Love and be Loved.
If still, this disbeliever continues to blaspheme,
Ask again with your hand out in pleaing, [pleading] In your pleas; as you try to persuade
Brother, join me because it is good
And real and necessary.
The caves of hell are real
And that is eternity.
It is a risk to your soul.
Take my hand
That I might lead you to God’s Love.
He will be so pleased and Loving.
And still if this person blasphemes a third time,
Close your eyes to him
And wipe the dust of his home off your feet.
Father, why not allow the disbelievers to experience a taste of hell to convince them?
Hell is too vicious.
It seeks dark hearts already.
To give a weak soul a vision of it
Would crush it;
Annihilate the soul just by its visual presence.
But also when one is living in darkness,
One refuses to see Light.
So one will crush
And the other disappears.
Is there any other “proof” that might convince them or convert them faster than just talking to them?
I could raise the dead
In every graveyard and stone in the World.
I could lift every body that has been left in dirt, mud and sand
For the last 50 years,
But still it would not be enough.
Faith is found from within.
It starts as a spark of light,
Like the beginnings of a sometimes weak fire,
But once caught,
Grows to an inferno.
When there is that tiny spark within them,
Then can they view Heaven as proof.
****
Faith truly is a difficult thing.
Few understand those who have it.
Some proclaim to have it but do not.
They retreat like turtles
At the thought of it.
Those who do
Have prayed for it,
For faith is a gift.
One that I do not take lightly.
It is the gift that allowed
John the Baptist to hold firm,
And all of My disciples you know
And do not know.
Those who have been persecuted
Have had such great faith,
They left their lives over to Me,
What greater gift is there
Than to give your life over?
In the face of torture, ridicule, death?
You have seen how the World tolerates such things.
****
Brutality comes from madness, hatred and anger.
The dark one, the fallen one
Does his work thoroughly.
This is why People must Love.
There should be no more blood spilt.
And over what?
Power? Ownership? Land masses? Jewelry? Chemicals?
Rocks? Sands?
Brutality in the name of what? Race. Crime.
Oh Man!
How you will suffer for your transgressions.
Come to Me and be saved.
****
I do not wish to bring a hard lesson to My Children.
You have been given so much time,
And now it is almost too late.
The hour is on your door step,
And the World still moves in error;
Moves towards evil,
Towards blasphemy,
Towards murder and war.
****
Pray for My Shepherds and disciples.
Pray for their worthiness.
Pray that they discern
And do not become led astray.
For I Love My Gentle Disciples.
Pray for those who would abort or kill or murder their children,
For their souls are lost without repentance.
Pray that this stops.
Take the Eucharist daily.
Love others
And do not judge.
Learn to run from sins of the mind as well.
Purify yourself to serve Me all the more.
Pray.
Peace be with you and yours.
Peace from Your Loving Father.
It is amazing how I feel like I could just immerse myself in prayer for hours. It is wonderful to just kneel and pray and feel loved. Always loved.
****
I Love to answer prayers,
For I am given an invitation or opportunity
To show how I Love My Children.
I am asked for gifts
And I Love to provide them,
Each in their own way.
****
Faith is not an easy thing.
****
My Word suffices.
My Son is a hallmark, a powerful proof of My Love –
My Enduring Love – for Mankind.
****
When someone tests this,
****
Respond like this:
I am saved.
You too can be saved and joyful
If you believe in God
And His Son, the Christ.
If you do not see or recognize His Light,
The sadder for you.
He does not lend Himself to tests of faith or scrutiny.
He brings Love
And His laws are not mocked.
To disbelieve and blaspheme
Leads you only one way.
But you can join hands with me
And be shown the Way of the Lord
And know joy and salvation.
Walk with Me
And put down your gavel and sack.
Put away your demands for testimony
And levitating magicians.
My Love does not play games.
Join Me at My Table and Love and be Loved.
If still, this disbeliever continues to blaspheme,
Ask again with your hand out in pleaing, [pleading] In your pleas; as you try to persuade
Brother, join me because it is good
And real and necessary.
The caves of hell are real
And that is eternity.
It is a risk to your soul.
Take my hand
That I might lead you to God’s Love.
He will be so pleased and Loving.
And still if this person blasphemes a third time,
Close your eyes to him
And wipe the dust of his home off your feet.
Father, why not allow the disbelievers to experience a taste of hell to convince them?
Hell is too vicious.
It seeks dark hearts already.
To give a weak soul a vision of it
Would crush it;
Annihilate the soul just by its visual presence.
But also when one is living in darkness,
One refuses to see Light.
So one will crush
And the other disappears.
Is there any other “proof” that might convince them or convert them faster than just talking to them?
I could raise the dead
In every graveyard and stone in the World.
I could lift every body that has been left in dirt, mud and sand
For the last 50 years,
But still it would not be enough.
Faith is found from within.
It starts as a spark of light,
Like the beginnings of a sometimes weak fire,
But once caught,
Grows to an inferno.
When there is that tiny spark within them,
Then can they view Heaven as proof.
****
Faith truly is a difficult thing.
Few understand those who have it.
Some proclaim to have it but do not.
They retreat like turtles
At the thought of it.
Those who do
Have prayed for it,
For faith is a gift.
One that I do not take lightly.
It is the gift that allowed
John the Baptist to hold firm,
And all of My disciples you know
And do not know.
Those who have been persecuted
Have had such great faith,
They left their lives over to Me,
What greater gift is there
Than to give your life over?
In the face of torture, ridicule, death?
You have seen how the World tolerates such things.
****
Brutality comes from madness, hatred and anger.
The dark one, the fallen one
Does his work thoroughly.
This is why People must Love.
There should be no more blood spilt.
And over what?
Power? Ownership? Land masses? Jewelry? Chemicals?
Rocks? Sands?
Brutality in the name of what? Race. Crime.
Oh Man!
How you will suffer for your transgressions.
Come to Me and be saved.
****
I do not wish to bring a hard lesson to My Children.
You have been given so much time,
And now it is almost too late.
The hour is on your door step,
And the World still moves in error;
Moves towards evil,
Towards blasphemy,
Towards murder and war.
****
Pray for My Shepherds and disciples.
Pray for their worthiness.
Pray that they discern
And do not become led astray.
For I Love My Gentle Disciples.
Pray for those who would abort or kill or murder their children,
For their souls are lost without repentance.
Pray that this stops.
Take the Eucharist daily.
Love others
And do not judge.
Learn to run from sins of the mind as well.
Purify yourself to serve Me all the more.
Pray.
Peace be with you and yours.
Peace from Your Loving Father.
The Beauty of Kindness
God changes us
Thursday, February 07, 2013 3:57 – 4:50 pm
It was turning into an extremely frustrating day.... Everything was going wrong and was being left undone. I felt like kicking something.
****
Will you let the world’s voice
And storms keep you from Me?
Will you let the brevities of Life
Pay you their ill wills
And then not seek out my Heart and Hand
For salvation and peace?
****
When you become frustrated, angry, and mean,
When the clouds make sight dim
And everything you do
Is like a thistle in your hand
Or a stone in your sandal,
Come to Me.
I will cast out the noise
And chaos and confusion.
Remember, worldly items are useless in My Heaven.
Why will you need gold and riches
If with Me?
You will need nothing
And want for nothing
While in My Hands.
I supply for you.
I make things available for you.
When you give away all of your gold with one hand,
I am putting far more gold in the other.
****
Oh prayer.
It is a great joy for Me to hear prayer.
It is good to hear prayer.
More prayers.
Pray.
With true and open hearts.
Ask them to leave their coats and riches and presumptions outside.
Indeed, kick those postures and hazards aside like refuse,
For they do you no good.
Be kind.
Love and Kindness are easy to give, after all.
And what brother does not want Love, acceptance, and kindness?
But for My Love,
All would wither.
But for My Kindness,
All would be in despair.
Do not sit at the highest chair at the top of the table.
Save the chair for your most humble guest.
Treat him as a king.
For in his soul may be the soul and heart of a king,
One who may do you a courageous favor or good one day.
You cannot know how kindness can be repaid.
Indeed, do not expect to be repaid.
That is not the point of kindness.
You do a kindness because you see a brother in need.
You do a kindness because it is right.
You do a kindness to lift the burdens of your brother’s shoulders
And give him the grace of relief and rest.
Who of you has not wanted rest from toil and heartache and chaos?
Who does not want kindness?
It is sweet to issue kindness.
You feel My Blessings in your actions.
You feel My Presence,
Watching, smiling on you and blessing you.
Oh Children,
Consider kindness
And make it a stone in your path that you will use
To make your way to Me.
****
Bring others!
Show them My Way,
Show them the Light of The Word.
How I long to see more people come to Me.
****
Tell me more of Heaven. Where do people stay and does Jesus really have beautiful eyes? *See book: Heaven is For Real by Todd Burpo and reference the artwork of child prodigy Akiane Kramarik, a Lithuanian-American girl, who at the age of four had begun having visions of Heaven*
My Son’s eyes are as pure and as beautiful
As the one who peers into them.
The children,
Oh, they have such beautiful and pure Love.
Is it no wonder they have seen Him thus?
Heaven is personal.
What you see
Will be different from what
Your brothers will see.
It is overflowing with Love
And it overflows with Me.
I am and therefore it is Me.
Are you like a bowl?
Heaven is Heaven.
It is My Kingdom,
My gift to you where I am and be
And always have been and will be and everywhere.
I am.
Know that you will be closer to Me.
With Me and within Me and beside Me.
It is a pure joy and Love.
It is incomparable to the life you have.
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There are such vast differences,
It is impossible to explain without showing.
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These are not premonitions, but prophecies.
Men will either listen or rebuke you.
They can do nothing more.
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Indeed, I am a Loving Parent
Who does not impose My Will
Until I am invited in.
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Please pray for My disciples
And My Priests,
For My Benedict,
For babies who are not born
And who are not allowed to be born,
For the mothers who are risking their souls,
And the fathers and doctors and nurses too;
For those who flaunt their homosexuality without restraint,
With the full intent to blaspheme,
For those who disbelieve,
And for peace.
For it does not come,
And so the storm will.
The violent storm of fire and smoke and hatred.
Oh Lambs,
Oh Beloved Children,
Please return to Love!
End the murder and bloodshed!
So many rivers of blood,
Newly created to accommodate the large flows…
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Oh humanity,
Children,
Why do you devastate each other
When you need only Love one another?
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Peace.
MURDER, THE DEATH PENALTY, & BLASPHEMY AGAINST THE HOLY SPIRIT
Friday, February 08, 2013 11:54 am – 12:56 pm
Children,
I sought those who Love Me,
Now I seek those who do not
Or who are blinded by ignorance
And know nothing of faith.
They shall Love what they see in Me
And all that they may have from Me.
Beautiful redemption and full Lives.
Love and Life!
How joyous they will be to discover
What they can win
And have won by their understanding.
Children,
You have the power to do that.
To bring the ignorant to Me;
To show them My Grace and Love.
How blessed are you who bring/can bring
New souls to Me,
To Save souls!
How wonderful a gift/talent.
Open your hearts and reach your hands out.
Invite others in to join us/Me.
Your Blessings will be great for your efforts.
Oh Children,
What a gift you can give to Me
By presenting Me to a new friend,
A new and curious soul.
Together, with Our Love,
We will win and rejoice in their knowledge of the Light!
Children,
Extending a Hand takes great courage.
You must go to the ones who are unlike you.
To those who you might fear.
Take their hands in acceptance
And show them the way.
Baptize their souls in Love
And they will join us,
Our happy and beloved Kingdom.
Do not falter, Children.
I have created everyone in My image.
Do not be afraid,
For all of you have four limbs,
Two hands, two feet with which to embrace others
And walk to Me with your brothers and sisters.
Each of you carry Love in you.
Lord, what of people who murder innocents, like Adam Lanza (Newtown, CT), Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold (of the Columbine shootings) and Charles Manson?
Once they had Love in them.
Once they had Light and Love and purity.
Then they chose darkness
Or it found them.
It may have been a book, a comment, a stranger.
The fallen one is quick to find these weak
And easily sickened souls.
It is base and corrupt.
Their hearts have gone black
And their souls have become lost in darkness.
The fallen one surely pockets these souls
With smugness or vengeance or relish
And delights in the destruction and evil they cause.
Evil breeds evil.
Even when at one time
There was Light and purity.
Think upon this.
Even the fallen one who hates and hisses to hear My Name praised and glorified,
Was once in the Light and was very much Loved.
He too lived amongst the joyous and pure.
Then he created a darkness
And fell into it.
And we no longer could Love him,
For his ways became wicked and evil
And he sought to bring
All that is beautiful and good and pure and Beloved
Down into the black gutter with him.
He often wins because he goes
Even where he is not wanted nor invited.
He creeps and he leaps.
He is a shadow.
He delights in violence and destruction and evil.
He finds it so easy to corrupt Mankind.
He often laughs at the ease
With which he twists and corrupts Man.
Yet he does not understand
The Hearts of Man as I do.
He cannot win,
Even while he boasts and runs through the world
Wreaking havoc and misery and hatred.
He knows this.
So even the fallen on was once good.
Even the murderers you see
And do not understand
And desire to put to death
Were once good and Light.
They too have fallen.
Hence their wickedness and evil.
Is it wrong, in the name of justice, to use the death penalty as we do in some places?
It is wrong to kill.
That is My Commandment.
Though you may be burned with fury
Or in pain from fire,
You must not kill.
It is a punishment only I can wield.
I take what I have given and that is Life.
Do not fall prey to the conveniences
And persuasive words and rhetoric or arguments of society.
To murder a man or woman,
Even if that man or woman has murdered a nation with be-headings
Cannot be put to death.
Only I can judge.
That is My job,
And every day is lived according to your Hearts.
What harm have you done to Me in your sins?
No sin is greater to Me than another
But to blaspheme the Holy Spirit.
What does that mean or entail? To blaspheme the Holy Spirit?
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To sin against the Spirit
Is a matter of grave danger.
It is a serious sin
And one of blasphemy.
It is a denial of its existence,
Of Our existence as One,
As a Trinity.
God as Father,
God as Son,
God as Spirit.
It is to deny and insult the Spirit.
To deliberately spit upon the Spirit and laugh.
It is calling it evil and raging at it.
It is debasing the Spirit to bring it low.
It is to turn your back on the blessings and joy and Love
That God the Spirit presents you.
It is an insult to deny to receive
Or to refuse the gifts of the Holy Spirit.
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Who would deny such gifts?
Who would bring such pain and blasphemy
To one as Holy as God the Spirit.?
Foulness! Baseness! Oh dread!
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For We are One as One are Three.
The Trinity of Love.
Dear Children,
It is good to share My Love with others.
It is good to extend your hands to help others.
When you are fearful,
That is the best time to extend your hands
In fellowship and prayer.
Invite your brothers and sisters in.
It will be a joyous occasion.
Dear Children,
Pray too.
Be solemn and reverent in your prayers.
Be respectful and reverent of the Eucharist.
It is My Love for You.
Do not take it lightly.
Pray for peace.
Without it, the World is done.
Pray that the punishment,
The thing she senses
Does not come.
Pray hard,
For it will mean hardship
And fires and rebellions.
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Please pray for My Beloved Priests, My Disciples.
Pray for them,
That they do not condone the Worldly sins
And remain on My Righteous path.
Pray that they are refreshed with Love,
So their service is perpetually joyous.
Pray for the unborn who had no opportunity
And for those women.
Blessed are the Children.
Pray hard for those women,
For their souls are damned without repentance.
I provide forgiveness and Love
For all who ask.
Please pray that they will come to Me with their sins.
Pray for those who are considering killing the baby
That they leap to the other decision
And keep the Flower as a gift.
I look after them.
Blessed are those who accept My Blessings.
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Peace My Children.
Peace to you and the World.
ON SAVING SOULS AND ON THE WICKED
Tuesday, February 12, 2013 9:55 am – ~10:47 am
Pope Benedict has announced he will step down as Pope effective February 28.
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Oh Children,
Trust in Me.
Do not allow the black smoke
To make you doubtful or fearful.
Better to have a righteous and gentle, thoughtful leader
Than a golden tongued mistake.
Do not fear.
My disciples will be true.
Merely pray for them.
All Men need the aid of prayer.
All of My Children need prayer.
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Oh Children,
How I delight in your love.
Please bring Me more.
More souls must be saved.
Think of what wonders lay within the Kingdom
For all of you.
But do so.
Move.
Extend yourselves.
Do not be afraid to be subjected to rejection or failure.
Go!
It is imperative for all of My Lambs
To work towards this.
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It is more wise, or more important to look
Towards those who have no faith at all.
Those are souls that are already lost
Unless they come to Me.
And the wicked,
The possessed.
The carnivorous beasts of sexual deviations.
There are many that are far worse than those
Who are sodomized
Who commit heinous acts against temples
I have created
And it will surely bring down My Wrath.
This punishment will come.
It will sweep the wicked off their feet
And bring the blackness of their souls
To their countenances/faces
So that the one will match the other.
People will run or shun from them in terror/fear.
They must repent.
Women must give over
The murdering of My Lambs.
This is a grave sin.
Those who scream loudest in favor of this atrocity
Will also suffer.
They will see the devastation of their work.
They will stand amongst the crushed bodies
Of these Flowers,
And smell the chemicals
And see the disfigurements
And small limbs and precious faces,
They will see what they have caused.
And they must repent.
And the hypocrites who cast lies
And the pitiless
And the selfish
And the murderers and liars
And boastful and greedy and gluttonous
Will also suffer their day as well,
But for they must repent.
This is only a Warning.
A slight reprimand.
But it is also their chance;
A sweet and precious opportunity for all to come to Me.
Oh World,
This did not have to happen,
But now the wheels turn and it begins.
Take heed World,
As you have been repeatedly warned and invited.
Still, you may join Me.
Join Me now.
Oh Children, join Me.
I offer Love and such graces.
Why do you deny Me?
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Oh Children,
Run from wickedness.
Run from the boastful and power hungry.
Avert your eyes from violence and indemnities.
Cast out of your minds
Any base or evil thoughts.
Do not hate.
Forgive others and (be) kind.
Do not judge others.
That is for Me.
Close your ears to lies.
Oh Mothers and Fathers,
Treat your children well
And keep them from these things.
Make them prayerful by example
And come to My Table often.
Pray for:
Grace, Sal, Deborah, Charlie, Stacy, Margaret, Lisa, Lucy, Jimmy, Jessica, Ron, Vincent, Desdemona, Benedict, Veronica, Bianca, Rose (Rosie), Maria, Sal, Teddy (Ermine?), the Enzel family, the Madrangas or Madrongos, Julie, Sal, Grace, Grace, Charlie, Margaret, Whitney, Manny, Vincent, Bobby, Karen, Joe, the Managog family, the Chic (Chich) family, Arriolas, the Ramones, the Piscones, the Thatcher’s, the Sivits, the Obregon family, Max, Tony, the Ramsey’s, the O’Brien’s or O’Brian’s, Maria, Sammy, Tabitha, Riley, Jessica, Jermaine, Stanley, Flora, Desdemona (family??), the Rochelle’s, Magda, Chich family, Marty, John, Vincent, Frankie, Tyler, the Mayors, the Florentines, the Johnsons, Maggie, Betty, Ralphie, Ed, “Sparky,” Toadfish(?), Parsevich (sp?), the Greenfields or Greenfelds, Alyssa, Rita, Sharon, Tino, Jermaine, the Houdon’s.
For these, pray.
Pray for the aborted Flowers.
For My Benedict.
For My Disciples that they lead courageously and righteously.
For atheists.
For My Flowers that they be guided to Me.
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Peace, Peace.
BE MINDFUL OF YOUR CHILDREN'S TIME
Wednesday, February 13, 2013 12:43 – 12:25 pm
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Regarding what is shown on movies, TV, externally regarding sex and violence, what is taught in schools, the video games they play, the internet - everything children are now exposed to daily for large amounts of time....
The Flowers soak this up
And believe that killing is heroic.
That it is something akin to a game
And the blood and body matter
From the Temples that I have created
Is simply so much waste and refuse
To be stepped over and defaced.
Oh parents,
Do not create murderers of your children
By becoming indifferent to their time.
Indeed, do not be indifferent to Time.
That will surely do you in.
I have warned you all.
My Beloved Child is working to help you
And I have other Beloved Children working to help you.
Use them.
Listen as they spread the Word.
Love the Christ, Jesus.
Love Me.
Take My Hand and be forgiven for your sins.
Feel Love and faith
And the Wonder of Jesus, My Beloved Son.
See the miracles she sees.
Do not doubt.
Oh wandering children of the earth,
This warning will devastate you and your children.
Bring yourself and your children to Me
That you may be safe from harm.
Oh, do not think you forego all for nothing,
For you will give up nothing and receive everything in return.
Please do not delay.
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Pray.
For the priests
And Children
And atheists
And the unborn
And the abortionists.
Pray.
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Peace from your ever-loving Father.
Peace.
HIS LOVE & HIS PUNISHMENT
Friday, February 15, 2013 1:16 pm
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I want My Children.
They must understand Me.
They must understand the depths of My Love
And the seriousness of the punishment.
THE POWER OF PRAYERS & REPENTANCE
Friday, February 22, 2013 10:36 – 11:37 am
Father?
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Be not afraid.
I am always with you.
Do not ever think you are abandoned.
That is not My Way.
I am your Parent
And My Love is deep and constant.
It does not pause
And I do not rest.
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Nonbelievers have no hope for Heaven?
Yes, but for prayer.
They are fortunate that others pray for them.
It allows them a glimmer of Light.
For when they need Light,
I will be there like the dawn
And then they will see with full eyes and hearts.
Indeed, they will be blinded,
My Light will shine so big for them.
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My Children do not understand the power of their prayers.
Prayers are so powerful on Me.
I cannot resist My Children’s prayers.
There are so sweet to Me.
And I answer them for the best.
Children do not understand how,
Just as children cannot understand how
The sun rises and sets.
It merely happens because it is meant to
And it is good
And it helps My Children. Toddlers don't understand how it happens, but they accept it.
So are My Answers to prayers.
They are like the sunrise and sunset.
Difficult for a child to grasp, but good.
Always good.
Oh Children,
How I Love you.
Trust in Me.
Pray.
I see the good you do.
I see the help you give to each other.
Your good deeds;
Your kindnesses.
Oh, to see your unspoken kindnesses fills My Heart or makes My Heart full/overflow.
You cannot know the power of your kindnesses on Me.
Every act redeems a soul
And the angels watch over you
With extra or especial care.
They wonder at you with adoring eyes.
It is a sign of such Love.
Love, Children. Love.
So many hate.
Because there is so much hate.
Some begin to live as if it is normal.
They grow accustomed to the threats of violence and hatred.
They expect it occasionally
And respond by running
Or shooting or betraying their neighbor
Or surrendering or joining the brutality.
What horrendous choices.
What life!
What darkness!
What foulness!
See the anger and hatred?
Will it not stop?
The weak are crushed at the bottom of the hills.
And at the top,
Sitting on their throngs and golden chairs,
Chairs of pine and thistles
Are the wolves who organize the hatred and violence.
It is organized hatred
And thus more evil.
It rolls down the hills from these men
To the weak at heart.
To those who have little means to fight darkness.
So they fall easily into hatred
And slaughter people like so many pigs
And farm animals.
They have no conscience.
Life ceases to mean anything to them.
Their mothers and sons lay dying in the streets
And will not be buried.
They will provide scraps for dogs
And these darkened souls do not weep.
How does one like that occur?
How are hundreds of them conquered?
Organized hatred and the fallen one.
You see?
Where there is hatred,
He rushes to expand it.
He cloaks what he can in his darkness.
And you can see all the places in the world
Where he has staked a place or has ownership.
Here where you rest your own head,
In the places you have visited,
In the places you read about,
In the cities and countries in the news.
Be-headings, bombs, knifings, shootings, rapes,
Attacks, kidnappings, molestations, prostitution's, slavery,
Attacks on My children,
Attacks on My Temples.
Woe are those who involve themselves in such terrors.
The sins are abhorrent to Me.
Walk away from darkness, oh Children.
Run away from it now.
Come to Me with repentance and sorrow in your Hearts
And find redemption
For you too can be saved.
No sin is so great that cannot be forgiven.
Come to Me and find peace and Love and forgiveness.
It is not too late.
Only, do so.
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Take heed, Children.
Run away from darkness.
Step out of it.
You will not survive it if you stay.
Your death or murder here on earth is only the first horror you face.
Dying unreconciled with Me
Is unspeakable
And you will suffer.
Please, Children,
Come to Me before it is too late.
And time is running so short.
Listen to My Gentle Mother.
She has warned you for many years now.
She warns you still.
She describes the warmth and safety of My Love.
She is a great and tender intercessor.
You must respect her
And listen to her pleas
That she not make them in vain.
Heed her warnings.
Time is short.
Join Me in My Love.
Oh Children,
What can best My Love?
Mountains cannot.
I created them.
Islands cannot,
For they are easily washed away
By the storms I create.
Jewels cannot.
Thieves steal those in a wink
Because you will have shown so many.
You cannot compare anything to My Love.
Is it not simple enough or righteous thus
To join Me at My Table.
I have laid out a Feast for My Children.
Who would decline a feast?
Certainly not a man who is starving.
Oh join Me.
You grow weak from a lack of good nourishment.
Come to Me and be well again.
Pray earnestly.
Join Me as often as you can.
Love Me truly.
Teach your children to enjoy My Love
So they can love Me truly.
Bring your Love from your heart.
Be loving and kind to others.
Be good to yourselves
And respect the temples I have created.
Do not lay them to waste.
Be like the acorn that finds itself
In fertile and healthy soil.
That grows healthy and strong
Into a fruit-bearing tree.
There is no glory in defiling yourself
With poison or over-indulgences.
Alcohol, wines, sweets, pork.
Do not eat for two
And throw out that for a third
When ten are starving.
It is a gross sin.
Share.
Love one another.
When a neighbor falls upon his knees,
Be there to catch him before his hands are also scraped.
Oh Children,
You have goodness in you.
Use it.
Keep darkness at bay.
Do not judge one another.
Love instead.
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Peace. Peace.
THE DUPLICITY OF THE FALLEN ONE
Monday, February 25, 2013 1:32 – 2:18 pm
There was an encounter. I felt in great danger…it is too difficult to describe except to say that I felt like I was no longer within myself; that I came face-to-face with something unholy and I could not find a way to step back from it. The experience frightened me so deeply that he was very quick to respond to me and very loving. If there are any readers who need comfort, I am willing to share additional pieces that have been left out. The original message is much longer.
You must write Child,
For I have much to say today.
You have seen blackness.
You have cringed within its wickedness.
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Now you know his duplicity and lies.
He can make you see things that are not there
And convince you of things that are not true.
He can make you feel lost and confused
And unable to find truth.
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Do not put your hands into darkness,
For you do not know what will come out of it.
Once unleashed or unchained,
Evil can do abundant or amazing or breathtaking damage. Damage so bad as to take your breath away from the
Devastation. sheer shock of it.
See the murders of children.
The hand of darkness reached out.
The murders of women by the thousands.
Do you not think the fallen one has not ensnared the hearts of many men
In order to wreak such havoc in the world?
Would I want that capacity of hatred
To destroy what I have created and Loved?
No, I say.
Woe is this World where people have invited darkness in.
Do you see how it is difficult to shut the door once opened
When you can no longer identify the door?
When you can no longer see what is true or real.
How horrified you were Child…
Multiply that times a hundred
And weaken your heart so there is no capacity to move
Or find a saving truth.
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This is also why prayers are so necessary.
They provide the link to truth for these people
Who can finally pull out of the darkness
Enough to be saved.
How dark and terrifying it is for them.
And there are those too
Who cannot see because it is so dark.
They think it is the norm and so revel in it.
They are like rabid beasts who foam at the mouth for the sight and smell
Of more blood and destruction.
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That is why his pool of humanity grows so easily.
Oh World,
Pray and find peace.
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It was turning into an extremely frustrating day.... Everything was going wrong and was being left undone. I felt like kicking something.
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Will you let the world’s voice
And storms keep you from Me?
Will you let the brevities of Life
Pay you their ill wills
And then not seek out my Heart and Hand
For salvation and peace?
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When you become frustrated, angry, and mean,
When the clouds make sight dim
And everything you do
Is like a thistle in your hand
Or a stone in your sandal,
Come to Me.
I will cast out the noise
And chaos and confusion.
Remember, worldly items are useless in My Heaven.
Why will you need gold and riches
If with Me?
You will need nothing
And want for nothing
While in My Hands.
I supply for you.
I make things available for you.
When you give away all of your gold with one hand,
I am putting far more gold in the other.
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Oh prayer.
It is a great joy for Me to hear prayer.
It is good to hear prayer.
More prayers.
Pray.
With true and open hearts.
Ask them to leave their coats and riches and presumptions outside.
Indeed, kick those postures and hazards aside like refuse,
For they do you no good.
Be kind.
Love and Kindness are easy to give, after all.
And what brother does not want Love, acceptance, and kindness?
But for My Love,
All would wither.
But for My Kindness,
All would be in despair.
Do not sit at the highest chair at the top of the table.
Save the chair for your most humble guest.
Treat him as a king.
For in his soul may be the soul and heart of a king,
One who may do you a courageous favor or good one day.
You cannot know how kindness can be repaid.
Indeed, do not expect to be repaid.
That is not the point of kindness.
You do a kindness because you see a brother in need.
You do a kindness because it is right.
You do a kindness to lift the burdens of your brother’s shoulders
And give him the grace of relief and rest.
Who of you has not wanted rest from toil and heartache and chaos?
Who does not want kindness?
It is sweet to issue kindness.
You feel My Blessings in your actions.
You feel My Presence,
Watching, smiling on you and blessing you.
Oh Children,
Consider kindness
And make it a stone in your path that you will use
To make your way to Me.
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Bring others!
Show them My Way,
Show them the Light of The Word.
How I long to see more people come to Me.
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Tell me more of Heaven. Where do people stay and does Jesus really have beautiful eyes? *See book: Heaven is For Real by Todd Burpo and reference the artwork of child prodigy Akiane Kramarik, a Lithuanian-American girl, who at the age of four had begun having visions of Heaven*
My Son’s eyes are as pure and as beautiful
As the one who peers into them.
The children,
Oh, they have such beautiful and pure Love.
Is it no wonder they have seen Him thus?
Heaven is personal.
What you see
Will be different from what
Your brothers will see.
It is overflowing with Love
And it overflows with Me.
I am and therefore it is Me.
Are you like a bowl?
Heaven is Heaven.
It is My Kingdom,
My gift to you where I am and be
And always have been and will be and everywhere.
I am.
Know that you will be closer to Me.
With Me and within Me and beside Me.
It is a pure joy and Love.
It is incomparable to the life you have.
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There are such vast differences,
It is impossible to explain without showing.
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These are not premonitions, but prophecies.
Men will either listen or rebuke you.
They can do nothing more.
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Indeed, I am a Loving Parent
Who does not impose My Will
Until I am invited in.
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Please pray for My disciples
And My Priests,
For My Benedict,
For babies who are not born
And who are not allowed to be born,
For the mothers who are risking their souls,
And the fathers and doctors and nurses too;
For those who flaunt their homosexuality without restraint,
With the full intent to blaspheme,
For those who disbelieve,
And for peace.
For it does not come,
And so the storm will.
The violent storm of fire and smoke and hatred.
Oh Lambs,
Oh Beloved Children,
Please return to Love!
End the murder and bloodshed!
So many rivers of blood,
Newly created to accommodate the large flows…
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Oh humanity,
Children,
Why do you devastate each other
When you need only Love one another?
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Peace.
MURDER, THE DEATH PENALTY, & BLASPHEMY AGAINST THE HOLY SPIRIT
Friday, February 08, 2013 11:54 am – 12:56 pm
Children,
I sought those who Love Me,
Now I seek those who do not
Or who are blinded by ignorance
And know nothing of faith.
They shall Love what they see in Me
And all that they may have from Me.
Beautiful redemption and full Lives.
Love and Life!
How joyous they will be to discover
What they can win
And have won by their understanding.
Children,
You have the power to do that.
To bring the ignorant to Me;
To show them My Grace and Love.
How blessed are you who bring/can bring
New souls to Me,
To Save souls!
How wonderful a gift/talent.
Open your hearts and reach your hands out.
Invite others in to join us/Me.
Your Blessings will be great for your efforts.
Oh Children,
What a gift you can give to Me
By presenting Me to a new friend,
A new and curious soul.
Together, with Our Love,
We will win and rejoice in their knowledge of the Light!
Children,
Extending a Hand takes great courage.
You must go to the ones who are unlike you.
To those who you might fear.
Take their hands in acceptance
And show them the way.
Baptize their souls in Love
And they will join us,
Our happy and beloved Kingdom.
Do not falter, Children.
I have created everyone in My image.
Do not be afraid,
For all of you have four limbs,
Two hands, two feet with which to embrace others
And walk to Me with your brothers and sisters.
Each of you carry Love in you.
Lord, what of people who murder innocents, like Adam Lanza (Newtown, CT), Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold (of the Columbine shootings) and Charles Manson?
Once they had Love in them.
Once they had Light and Love and purity.
Then they chose darkness
Or it found them.
It may have been a book, a comment, a stranger.
The fallen one is quick to find these weak
And easily sickened souls.
It is base and corrupt.
Their hearts have gone black
And their souls have become lost in darkness.
The fallen one surely pockets these souls
With smugness or vengeance or relish
And delights in the destruction and evil they cause.
Evil breeds evil.
Even when at one time
There was Light and purity.
Think upon this.
Even the fallen one who hates and hisses to hear My Name praised and glorified,
Was once in the Light and was very much Loved.
He too lived amongst the joyous and pure.
Then he created a darkness
And fell into it.
And we no longer could Love him,
For his ways became wicked and evil
And he sought to bring
All that is beautiful and good and pure and Beloved
Down into the black gutter with him.
He often wins because he goes
Even where he is not wanted nor invited.
He creeps and he leaps.
He is a shadow.
He delights in violence and destruction and evil.
He finds it so easy to corrupt Mankind.
He often laughs at the ease
With which he twists and corrupts Man.
Yet he does not understand
The Hearts of Man as I do.
He cannot win,
Even while he boasts and runs through the world
Wreaking havoc and misery and hatred.
He knows this.
So even the fallen on was once good.
Even the murderers you see
And do not understand
And desire to put to death
Were once good and Light.
They too have fallen.
Hence their wickedness and evil.
Is it wrong, in the name of justice, to use the death penalty as we do in some places?
It is wrong to kill.
That is My Commandment.
Though you may be burned with fury
Or in pain from fire,
You must not kill.
It is a punishment only I can wield.
I take what I have given and that is Life.
Do not fall prey to the conveniences
And persuasive words and rhetoric or arguments of society.
To murder a man or woman,
Even if that man or woman has murdered a nation with be-headings
Cannot be put to death.
Only I can judge.
That is My job,
And every day is lived according to your Hearts.
What harm have you done to Me in your sins?
No sin is greater to Me than another
But to blaspheme the Holy Spirit.
What does that mean or entail? To blaspheme the Holy Spirit?
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To sin against the Spirit
Is a matter of grave danger.
It is a serious sin
And one of blasphemy.
It is a denial of its existence,
Of Our existence as One,
As a Trinity.
God as Father,
God as Son,
God as Spirit.
It is to deny and insult the Spirit.
To deliberately spit upon the Spirit and laugh.
It is calling it evil and raging at it.
It is debasing the Spirit to bring it low.
It is to turn your back on the blessings and joy and Love
That God the Spirit presents you.
It is an insult to deny to receive
Or to refuse the gifts of the Holy Spirit.
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Who would deny such gifts?
Who would bring such pain and blasphemy
To one as Holy as God the Spirit.?
Foulness! Baseness! Oh dread!
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For We are One as One are Three.
The Trinity of Love.
Dear Children,
It is good to share My Love with others.
It is good to extend your hands to help others.
When you are fearful,
That is the best time to extend your hands
In fellowship and prayer.
Invite your brothers and sisters in.
It will be a joyous occasion.
Dear Children,
Pray too.
Be solemn and reverent in your prayers.
Be respectful and reverent of the Eucharist.
It is My Love for You.
Do not take it lightly.
Pray for peace.
Without it, the World is done.
Pray that the punishment,
The thing she senses
Does not come.
Pray hard,
For it will mean hardship
And fires and rebellions.
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Please pray for My Beloved Priests, My Disciples.
Pray for them,
That they do not condone the Worldly sins
And remain on My Righteous path.
Pray that they are refreshed with Love,
So their service is perpetually joyous.
Pray for the unborn who had no opportunity
And for those women.
Blessed are the Children.
Pray hard for those women,
For their souls are damned without repentance.
I provide forgiveness and Love
For all who ask.
Please pray that they will come to Me with their sins.
Pray for those who are considering killing the baby
That they leap to the other decision
And keep the Flower as a gift.
I look after them.
Blessed are those who accept My Blessings.
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Peace My Children.
Peace to you and the World.
ON SAVING SOULS AND ON THE WICKED
Tuesday, February 12, 2013 9:55 am – ~10:47 am
Pope Benedict has announced he will step down as Pope effective February 28.
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Oh Children,
Trust in Me.
Do not allow the black smoke
To make you doubtful or fearful.
Better to have a righteous and gentle, thoughtful leader
Than a golden tongued mistake.
Do not fear.
My disciples will be true.
Merely pray for them.
All Men need the aid of prayer.
All of My Children need prayer.
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Oh Children,
How I delight in your love.
Please bring Me more.
More souls must be saved.
Think of what wonders lay within the Kingdom
For all of you.
But do so.
Move.
Extend yourselves.
Do not be afraid to be subjected to rejection or failure.
Go!
It is imperative for all of My Lambs
To work towards this.
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It is more wise, or more important to look
Towards those who have no faith at all.
Those are souls that are already lost
Unless they come to Me.
And the wicked,
The possessed.
The carnivorous beasts of sexual deviations.
There are many that are far worse than those
Who are sodomized
Who commit heinous acts against temples
I have created
And it will surely bring down My Wrath.
This punishment will come.
It will sweep the wicked off their feet
And bring the blackness of their souls
To their countenances/faces
So that the one will match the other.
People will run or shun from them in terror/fear.
They must repent.
Women must give over
The murdering of My Lambs.
This is a grave sin.
Those who scream loudest in favor of this atrocity
Will also suffer.
They will see the devastation of their work.
They will stand amongst the crushed bodies
Of these Flowers,
And smell the chemicals
And see the disfigurements
And small limbs and precious faces,
They will see what they have caused.
And they must repent.
And the hypocrites who cast lies
And the pitiless
And the selfish
And the murderers and liars
And boastful and greedy and gluttonous
Will also suffer their day as well,
But for they must repent.
This is only a Warning.
A slight reprimand.
But it is also their chance;
A sweet and precious opportunity for all to come to Me.
Oh World,
This did not have to happen,
But now the wheels turn and it begins.
Take heed World,
As you have been repeatedly warned and invited.
Still, you may join Me.
Join Me now.
Oh Children, join Me.
I offer Love and such graces.
Why do you deny Me?
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Oh Children,
Run from wickedness.
Run from the boastful and power hungry.
Avert your eyes from violence and indemnities.
Cast out of your minds
Any base or evil thoughts.
Do not hate.
Forgive others and (be) kind.
Do not judge others.
That is for Me.
Close your ears to lies.
Oh Mothers and Fathers,
Treat your children well
And keep them from these things.
Make them prayerful by example
And come to My Table often.
Pray for:
Grace, Sal, Deborah, Charlie, Stacy, Margaret, Lisa, Lucy, Jimmy, Jessica, Ron, Vincent, Desdemona, Benedict, Veronica, Bianca, Rose (Rosie), Maria, Sal, Teddy (Ermine?), the Enzel family, the Madrangas or Madrongos, Julie, Sal, Grace, Grace, Charlie, Margaret, Whitney, Manny, Vincent, Bobby, Karen, Joe, the Managog family, the Chic (Chich) family, Arriolas, the Ramones, the Piscones, the Thatcher’s, the Sivits, the Obregon family, Max, Tony, the Ramsey’s, the O’Brien’s or O’Brian’s, Maria, Sammy, Tabitha, Riley, Jessica, Jermaine, Stanley, Flora, Desdemona (family??), the Rochelle’s, Magda, Chich family, Marty, John, Vincent, Frankie, Tyler, the Mayors, the Florentines, the Johnsons, Maggie, Betty, Ralphie, Ed, “Sparky,” Toadfish(?), Parsevich (sp?), the Greenfields or Greenfelds, Alyssa, Rita, Sharon, Tino, Jermaine, the Houdon’s.
For these, pray.
Pray for the aborted Flowers.
For My Benedict.
For My Disciples that they lead courageously and righteously.
For atheists.
For My Flowers that they be guided to Me.
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Peace, Peace.
BE MINDFUL OF YOUR CHILDREN'S TIME
Wednesday, February 13, 2013 12:43 – 12:25 pm
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Regarding what is shown on movies, TV, externally regarding sex and violence, what is taught in schools, the video games they play, the internet - everything children are now exposed to daily for large amounts of time....
The Flowers soak this up
And believe that killing is heroic.
That it is something akin to a game
And the blood and body matter
From the Temples that I have created
Is simply so much waste and refuse
To be stepped over and defaced.
Oh parents,
Do not create murderers of your children
By becoming indifferent to their time.
Indeed, do not be indifferent to Time.
That will surely do you in.
I have warned you all.
My Beloved Child is working to help you
And I have other Beloved Children working to help you.
Use them.
Listen as they spread the Word.
Love the Christ, Jesus.
Love Me.
Take My Hand and be forgiven for your sins.
Feel Love and faith
And the Wonder of Jesus, My Beloved Son.
See the miracles she sees.
Do not doubt.
Oh wandering children of the earth,
This warning will devastate you and your children.
Bring yourself and your children to Me
That you may be safe from harm.
Oh, do not think you forego all for nothing,
For you will give up nothing and receive everything in return.
Please do not delay.
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Pray.
For the priests
And Children
And atheists
And the unborn
And the abortionists.
Pray.
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Peace from your ever-loving Father.
Peace.
HIS LOVE & HIS PUNISHMENT
Friday, February 15, 2013 1:16 pm
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I want My Children.
They must understand Me.
They must understand the depths of My Love
And the seriousness of the punishment.
THE POWER OF PRAYERS & REPENTANCE
Friday, February 22, 2013 10:36 – 11:37 am
Father?
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Be not afraid.
I am always with you.
Do not ever think you are abandoned.
That is not My Way.
I am your Parent
And My Love is deep and constant.
It does not pause
And I do not rest.
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Nonbelievers have no hope for Heaven?
Yes, but for prayer.
They are fortunate that others pray for them.
It allows them a glimmer of Light.
For when they need Light,
I will be there like the dawn
And then they will see with full eyes and hearts.
Indeed, they will be blinded,
My Light will shine so big for them.
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My Children do not understand the power of their prayers.
Prayers are so powerful on Me.
I cannot resist My Children’s prayers.
There are so sweet to Me.
And I answer them for the best.
Children do not understand how,
Just as children cannot understand how
The sun rises and sets.
It merely happens because it is meant to
And it is good
And it helps My Children. Toddlers don't understand how it happens, but they accept it.
So are My Answers to prayers.
They are like the sunrise and sunset.
Difficult for a child to grasp, but good.
Always good.
Oh Children,
How I Love you.
Trust in Me.
Pray.
I see the good you do.
I see the help you give to each other.
Your good deeds;
Your kindnesses.
Oh, to see your unspoken kindnesses fills My Heart or makes My Heart full/overflow.
You cannot know the power of your kindnesses on Me.
Every act redeems a soul
And the angels watch over you
With extra or especial care.
They wonder at you with adoring eyes.
It is a sign of such Love.
Love, Children. Love.
So many hate.
Because there is so much hate.
Some begin to live as if it is normal.
They grow accustomed to the threats of violence and hatred.
They expect it occasionally
And respond by running
Or shooting or betraying their neighbor
Or surrendering or joining the brutality.
What horrendous choices.
What life!
What darkness!
What foulness!
See the anger and hatred?
Will it not stop?
The weak are crushed at the bottom of the hills.
And at the top,
Sitting on their throngs and golden chairs,
Chairs of pine and thistles
Are the wolves who organize the hatred and violence.
It is organized hatred
And thus more evil.
It rolls down the hills from these men
To the weak at heart.
To those who have little means to fight darkness.
So they fall easily into hatred
And slaughter people like so many pigs
And farm animals.
They have no conscience.
Life ceases to mean anything to them.
Their mothers and sons lay dying in the streets
And will not be buried.
They will provide scraps for dogs
And these darkened souls do not weep.
How does one like that occur?
How are hundreds of them conquered?
Organized hatred and the fallen one.
You see?
Where there is hatred,
He rushes to expand it.
He cloaks what he can in his darkness.
And you can see all the places in the world
Where he has staked a place or has ownership.
Here where you rest your own head,
In the places you have visited,
In the places you read about,
In the cities and countries in the news.
Be-headings, bombs, knifings, shootings, rapes,
Attacks, kidnappings, molestations, prostitution's, slavery,
Attacks on My children,
Attacks on My Temples.
Woe are those who involve themselves in such terrors.
The sins are abhorrent to Me.
Walk away from darkness, oh Children.
Run away from it now.
Come to Me with repentance and sorrow in your Hearts
And find redemption
For you too can be saved.
No sin is so great that cannot be forgiven.
Come to Me and find peace and Love and forgiveness.
It is not too late.
Only, do so.
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Take heed, Children.
Run away from darkness.
Step out of it.
You will not survive it if you stay.
Your death or murder here on earth is only the first horror you face.
Dying unreconciled with Me
Is unspeakable
And you will suffer.
Please, Children,
Come to Me before it is too late.
And time is running so short.
Listen to My Gentle Mother.
She has warned you for many years now.
She warns you still.
She describes the warmth and safety of My Love.
She is a great and tender intercessor.
You must respect her
And listen to her pleas
That she not make them in vain.
Heed her warnings.
Time is short.
Join Me in My Love.
Oh Children,
What can best My Love?
Mountains cannot.
I created them.
Islands cannot,
For they are easily washed away
By the storms I create.
Jewels cannot.
Thieves steal those in a wink
Because you will have shown so many.
You cannot compare anything to My Love.
Is it not simple enough or righteous thus
To join Me at My Table.
I have laid out a Feast for My Children.
Who would decline a feast?
Certainly not a man who is starving.
Oh join Me.
You grow weak from a lack of good nourishment.
Come to Me and be well again.
Pray earnestly.
Join Me as often as you can.
Love Me truly.
Teach your children to enjoy My Love
So they can love Me truly.
Bring your Love from your heart.
Be loving and kind to others.
Be good to yourselves
And respect the temples I have created.
Do not lay them to waste.
Be like the acorn that finds itself
In fertile and healthy soil.
That grows healthy and strong
Into a fruit-bearing tree.
There is no glory in defiling yourself
With poison or over-indulgences.
Alcohol, wines, sweets, pork.
Do not eat for two
And throw out that for a third
When ten are starving.
It is a gross sin.
Share.
Love one another.
When a neighbor falls upon his knees,
Be there to catch him before his hands are also scraped.
Oh Children,
You have goodness in you.
Use it.
Keep darkness at bay.
Do not judge one another.
Love instead.
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Peace. Peace.
THE DUPLICITY OF THE FALLEN ONE
Monday, February 25, 2013 1:32 – 2:18 pm
There was an encounter. I felt in great danger…it is too difficult to describe except to say that I felt like I was no longer within myself; that I came face-to-face with something unholy and I could not find a way to step back from it. The experience frightened me so deeply that he was very quick to respond to me and very loving. If there are any readers who need comfort, I am willing to share additional pieces that have been left out. The original message is much longer.
You must write Child,
For I have much to say today.
You have seen blackness.
You have cringed within its wickedness.
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Now you know his duplicity and lies.
He can make you see things that are not there
And convince you of things that are not true.
He can make you feel lost and confused
And unable to find truth.
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Do not put your hands into darkness,
For you do not know what will come out of it.
Once unleashed or unchained,
Evil can do abundant or amazing or breathtaking damage. Damage so bad as to take your breath away from the
Devastation. sheer shock of it.
See the murders of children.
The hand of darkness reached out.
The murders of women by the thousands.
Do you not think the fallen one has not ensnared the hearts of many men
In order to wreak such havoc in the world?
Would I want that capacity of hatred
To destroy what I have created and Loved?
No, I say.
Woe is this World where people have invited darkness in.
Do you see how it is difficult to shut the door once opened
When you can no longer identify the door?
When you can no longer see what is true or real.
How horrified you were Child…
Multiply that times a hundred
And weaken your heart so there is no capacity to move
Or find a saving truth.
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This is also why prayers are so necessary.
They provide the link to truth for these people
Who can finally pull out of the darkness
Enough to be saved.
How dark and terrifying it is for them.
And there are those too
Who cannot see because it is so dark.
They think it is the norm and so revel in it.
They are like rabid beasts who foam at the mouth for the sight and smell
Of more blood and destruction.
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That is why his pool of humanity grows so easily.
Oh World,
Pray and find peace.
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