 March 31, 1997: Dearest Father: I have now finished the 8-day consecration. I am Yours, Papa. ... Father, I am entirely Yours now. Do with me what You will. I consecrate my entire family to You—especially my children, my husband, and grandchildren. I trust that You will take good care of them, Lord. And now what do I do for You, my sweet Papa? What do I do for You? [I am lead to read Ezech. 33—Watchman and trumpet.] ... Child: Love and forgiveness. Love and forgiveness. Fill yourself with My Love and Forgiveness. When this fills you up it replaces the anxiety and confusion. It heals. It is My Spirit residing in you. [I ache to really hold My Father... How my soul would be comforted and I’m thinking perhaps someday in Heaven. And then the Father says ... to hold His Banner up high so others can see it above the chaos.] Hold My Banner High! The sea shell [I saw a sea shell on a banner in Church during Mass] is closed tight and holds a pearl of priceless value. From out of this vessel of the ocean flows the beauty and sanctity of My Living Water. You are the shell and inside you is a treasure—a pearl, white and clean and purified by the irritation that produced it. But the shell is a thing of the sea; it belongs there. When opened, the treasure is exposed and from it flows the very ocean it came from. These are My waters, Barbara. This is My Pearl, My gift to you— My Treasure. Protect it and cherish it, for it is Me residing within you and you in Me. It is born from suffering and challenge and trial. Be My trumpet. Announce My coming. Be My watchguard. One of many. Tell My people I come to them in a new way. I come to transform. ALL WILL BE TRANSFORMED IN THE FIRE OF MY LOVE. PREPARE THEMSELVES. READY THEMSELVES. THOSE WHO HEED MY WORDS WILL FIND A TREASURE WITHIN THEM. TELL THEM I COME...SOON. THEY MUST BE READY. I COME AS THEIR FATHER AND SAVIOR. MY SON AND I ARE ONE. [See the] Three strips on the vertical blinds: they move in unison and when closed they look as one—yet separate. God the Creator, Savior, and Sancti- fier come. Tell your brothers. Be ready. The time of homecoming is at hand. Rejoice. Blow the trumpets. Caution My little ones. There will be much deceit and trickery and despair prior to My Coming. Satan snatches as many souls as he can. But I come! Tell My children not to despair and to recognize the SIGNS, not in despair, but as SIGNS OF THE TIMES. The time of your liberation is at hand. Rejoice. Don’t look sad, My daughter. Be strong. We are triumphant. I come to dwell with My children. All will be fresh and new: all will be in Me and with Me. There will be dancing and celebration. The children will be in the House of their Father, unified in the rhythm and harmony of His Will. Rejoice! Visit Me again during the day. Meditate on what I have said, and be not afraid! Now go in My Love and Peace! ... March 29, 1997: Dearest Father: I have one more day until I formally consecrate myself to You. ... Not that I am worthy, Father. Because I am certainly not, but because I love You so, so much. Today when I was saying the Chaplet, I could see images for each minor octave: First Minor Octave: I see myself outside at night throwing my arms up towards the heavens, in awe of Your Stars, and the vastness of Your Universe and I am praising You. Second Minor Octave: I am kneeling before Your Throne, my hands folded in prayer, thanking You for everything You’ve given me. Third Minor Octave: I am at the Altar with my arms up toward You, offering everything You’ve given me. Fourth Minor Octave: I am at Your Feet (You are seated on Your Throne) and I am clinging to Your Robe and crying in sorrow for my sins and asking for Your Mercy and Help. Fifth Minor Octave: I am in the robes given the Prodigal Son. I am standing up straight with the dignity and appreciation as Your child (before Your Throne). Sixth Minor Octave: I am again in my robes bowing my head before Your Throne, saying “Yes” enthusiastically! Seventh Minor Octave: I am standing before my Father on His Throne with a sword (of My Father’s Love and Mercy), determined and loyal to fight the good fight for Him on earth. Eighth Minor Octave: I am kneeling before Him on His Throne and I’m in white with roses on my head, and the Father is tying a red ribbon to join our wrists. I am consecrating myself and we are joined. The red ribbon is passion and love (blood). The blood of Jesus The Roses of My Mother Mary The Holy Spirit resides in me like a golden glow—a repository for God. A Light, an energy. The Father is well pleased. The Holy Spirit marks us. That is God in us. That is His Kingdom. The Father: You are Mine, now and forever. Say the words of the Consecration from your heart and join yourself to Me. Yes, I want you to bring your family to Me. The trumpets shall sound to announce My coming. I manifest Myself in the world through My children. Yes, I am other. But you are joined, united with Me. Be joyful today, little one. Enjoy your children and the quiet I have given you. I love you, daughter. Be strong in these times. Keep your eyes ever on Me. My Presence with you is more real than everything you see around you. Open yourself to My Goodness and Mercy. Wrap yourself in the mantle of My Good- ness. Take delight in Your Father’s Love and Mercy. Be not afraid. I am always with you. Be brave. Be strong. My Love will triumph over the darkness of this world. It has already begun. MY LOVE IS LIKE A FEVER THAT RACES OVER THE EARTH, CLEANING, PURI- FYING, AND TRANSFORMING. During this time, man will suffer as from an illness. And at one point, it will be critical. But then it will pass and all will be HEALED. The earth and all that’s on it must be transformed—healed. I repeat: THIS PROCESS HAS BEGUN. The fevergrows. The discomfort grows. But your Mother is here to minister to you, bringing you water, sustenance (Eucharist), and comfort. Like cells in the body, only healthy cells will remain. Only those cells that have been cured, healed will remain. All others will be burned away and destroyed for the well-being of the entire organism. Pray for all your brothers and sisters, Barbara. Pray that they may be transformed. Offer your sufferings for them. Don’t give up! No, never. Never give up. All will be well. You will see. Trust and have hope. Love will conquer all. For love is the transforming fire, the Fever of My Love. The disease is so bad, Barbara, it trips the fever to save the whole body. This is My Will and My Plan. Yes, daughter, we are nearing the crisis point. Aid others. Pray for others. Love, Barbara, love! Feel it inside; send it out to the world. All around you. The pine tree [in the back yard]—tall and ever green. Life. Rooted in the earth and reaching to the heavens. Sheltering the small animals and birds. It is as the Tree of Life upon which My Son was hung. From the tree drops pine cones and seeds. This Tree is special because it symbolizes everlasting life. Remember your Christmas tree? Pine and apples. Your tree had eatable fruit, as does Mine. With Me all things are possible. The healing will come. Embrace your Father. Make your choice and come home. I love You, Father. [Tomorrow I must allow myself to love the Father completely.] March 27, 1997: Dearest Papa: I just finished my Consecration prayers for the day. I love You so very much. Today I meditated on my “inheritance.” Yes, I am Your child, ... How You must tire of me. All I know is that I love You passionately, my dearest Father. The TIME has come for ALL to listen!!! [Raphael and Our Lady come. ... Our Father seems really powerful and urgent.Our Lady says He is calling His children.... Like when our children are lost and we are terrified and search for them. I ask what I can do, or if I’m all done.] Our Lady says: “Go back and enjoy this time. Let go, the Book is in the right hands. Soon this Book will find it’s way to the Holy Father—WHO WILL EMBRACE IT. ... For it is right and true and time is short. ... We can no longer dally. You have given much for this Book and your Father is pleased. Now pray, Barbara. Every day! Pray the Chaplet so that your Father may be known, loved, served, and honored as He deserves. Be not afraid. Your Father will be with you as will Jesus, the Holy Spirit, myself and Raphael. All will be well, little one. You will see. You are “as” the Rose of Sharon. The Lord protects you as you bloom—for His Glory. (I embrace Jesus and thank Him for dying for me. I feel calmer. ...) Raphael says to me: Your Father cannot go out and get you. You must find your way home by your own free will, but He waits and worries—and HE BEGINS TO AFFECT THE ENVIRONMENT AROUND HIS CHILDREN TO HASTEN THEIR RETURN. THAT IS BEING DONE NOW. Can you feel the Father’s Power all around you? The intensity? If your children were lost in the dark, you would turn on the lights. When you turn on the lights, you see them and they see you. But you also see everything else. Now all the filth is exposed. It will shock many. Some never noticed it was dark and therefore they don’t notice the light. Soon those children that can see the Father through the light will cluster around Him. The light will be retracted because leaving it longer will do no good. Then those left in the dark will have a very difficult time finding their way home. It will be almost impossible. We must bring all those we can with us. Touch their hearts. Be the connection between them and the Father and He will transform them. You are the hands and feet of God on earth. The Father only tells us it is soon, very soon. The Father will accept all those that approach Him with love and repentance. BUT THIS OCTAVE OF CONSECRATION IS A SPECIAL WAY. A LADDER TO THE FATHER’S HEART. These little ones are special. SPREAD THIS MESSAGE OF DEVOTION TO THE FATHER. SPREAD IT FAR AND WIDE. MANY SOULS WILL BE SAVED THROUGH THE CONSECRATION—They will have found their way back home. There are so many others that are not “sensitive,” who have not quieted them- selves to hear His Voice and know that He exists and that He is truly their Father. For them, He must ROAR over the din and chaos. To get their attention, He must YELL. Why now? Why is this time different? Because now, like never before, so many souls are being lost. God has been displaced. The Father can no longer bear the loss of so many children. This is the Father you saw today—grieving but fighting ferociously for His children. This is the battle, the likes of which the world has never seen. Upheaval! A wake-up call! Not because the Father is angry with His children; He is frantic and determined that they return home to Him. The pain is overwhelming. Those that love Him can feel it. Those that don’t will feel the effects until this is resolved, as it must be. Darkness descends. A darkness deeper than the night and soon His children will no longer be able to find their way home without extreme means and intervention. For now, as a family, we must all suffer together until the danger is passed and we have saved all those that will allow themselves to come home and be saved. Your role is to spread the Father’s Name and love far and wide. MIRACLES will follow the Consecration to demonstrate the Father’s Presence. This is your job! All Consecrated must become rescue workers in these times. Through word, deed, and example. THE CONSECRATED ARE THE FATHER’S RESCUE WORKERS. Lights in the darkness soon to come. Lights to lead the stragglers home. Mary, my Mother says to me: This is your Father’s Desire. So be it in His Name! March 26, 1997: Dearest Papa: What a Passion Week. Father, I love You. That’s the only thing I know. I love You. Barbara: You are tired. So tired. I weary too from waiting for My children to return to Me so I can hold them in My “protective” Arms. I, too, see them suffer and it pains Me greatly. Think for a minute: what is it children love the most? They love their parents. Why? Because their parents are everything to them—their sustenance, their protection, their joy, their well-being. What happens when children are separated from their parents? They feel loneliness, homesickness, grief. My children suffer from this, too, but they do not know why they suffer—it is from lack of Me. I want you to embrace this gift I give you. This gift of love: reconciliation. I am holding your heart in My Hand. Peace, little one. Peace. March 25, 1997: Papa: The book (the Holy Octave of Consecration to God Our Father) is ... Your gift to us, Your children. I love You! ... Come to Me, My little one. Rest on My shoulder. Look deep into the Eyes of Your Creator. I am always with you. Never doubt that. . Now rest. Sleep in My Peace. Thank you for giving birth to My Book. March 23, 1997: Dearest Mother and Father: Please save my family. ... Rescue us. Protect us. Please. Barbara: See the Ark. What do you see? A family BUILDING and ENTERING and being CONTAINED in a vessel that protects them from My purifying Wrath. It is a wrath of Justice. And in doing this they separated themselves from their unholy brothers, but took nature with them. They were sealed up and carried in the purifying waters, but not drowned in them. I did not remove them from the earth or the terror or isolation of the experience. But I gave them each other— the family. They were also protectors of My animals. This was their job and responsibility. They and the animals were left in the world, but contained in My protective Ark. What does this teach you? THIS TEACHES YOU THAT IN THESE TIMES A GREAT PURIFYING FIRE WILL SWEEP ACROSS THIS PLANET, REFINING AND CLEANSING, AND PURIFYING SO THAT ALL THAT IS LEFT IS GOOD AND PURE, TRANSFORMED TO BEGIN ANEW—TO BEGIN AGAIN FOR THE LAST TIME. Bring your family to Me for shelter. Bring them to their Mother. We await them. THE CONSECRATION MUST GO ON THE ARK FOR THE NEW TIME THAT FAST APPROACHES. Take your family into the Ark of My Love. Mary, my Mother, says to me: You are strong, My daughter. Our Father is pleased. You have done well. You have a great mission. You have been chosen for the work of ushering in the Consecration to Our Father. Vision: —Observing out the window framed in roses with thorns. —a picnic table next to a clothes line [Cleansing and Eucharistic Meal] —Fields of wheat —God’s house, my house —Inside: throne, stone table/altar, doorway but I never leave and go into other rooms —Throne room with window above and behind with Eucharist in it and something illuminated and beautiful lies behind it; a soldier (Roman), blonde, curly short hair kneeling in front of the throne (empty—but with the Blessed Sacrament above it). —And the green, verdant valley with sheep moving toward a pass with boulders; on the other side is desolation and desert; beyond that expanse is green lushness toward big body of water, and a boat comes. Jesus, Mary, and the Apostles helping a handful of people start over again. —And David running through the rushes towards a Temple, eager and excited, running, turning around and smiling, beckoning me. And I was told not to go in yet because it was too beautiful and wonderful. He wants me to move towards it and know that it’s there, but not time to go in yet.—Knowledge that the Sacraments are real and true. Our Father says: A time will come when My Sacraments will be administered by a scant few. The Church will not die. You will be one of them by obedience to the Church. This position will change in times that come. A NEW TIME AND NEW TRADITIONS ARE COMING. Listen to your heart as you have done. There is a road you’ve missed, that you haven’t found yet, that will bring you to Me ... Here you will be safe. Say the Chaplet. Begin the Consecration today. Prepare yourself. I will show you the road. ON THE EIGHTH DAY, I WILL SHOW YOU THE ROAD. Begin your spiritual journey. The children must find Me. They must call Me down to earth. They must ask. And I will come. “Rapture” is when My little ones are contained and consumed in My Love so nothing can harm them. In this way, they will be saved. THIS IS THE ARK OF THESE NEW TIMES. Say the Chaplet and complete your formal Consecration. It is done with the new additions. No more, no less. Meditate and find what I have told My chil- dren about their purpose and My Glory. ... I will send Raphael! Why? He is My angel of administration. He is My healer, an “instrument” of transformation. I am the transformer. Begin. Remember the Chaplet and Consecration. On Easter Sunday at Mass you will perceive My Plan more clearly. Your path will be presented and clear. Now go with My Peace and Love. [The things I remember about that Mass are the homily theme of “Being like Christ, love, and forgiveness,” the Host was very “palpable,” we sat in the back of Church, the parish church banner had a shell with water coming out of it.] March 18, 1997: Father! I know You are still with me. I keep saying, “Your Will Be Done.”. Come to Me, little one in this time and place. There is an army of angels around you. Request their help through Me. They will buoy you up in this time. Though all seems dark, there is a brightness of My Light here in your presence. Give all to Me so that it may be transformed. ... Make the Consecration—Yes, over Passion Week would be fine. Soon all My children will have access to this Consecration. ... Look past the pain. It is a fog, an illusion, which blinds you to My Presence. It does not mean I’m not here. But it halts you, paralyzes you, in your tracks. Keep offering all this to Me to be transformed. The suffering is a link, a bridge, a means only as long as it is offered up to Me to be transformed. Only I can transform it. ... Remember, the time that is upon you is relevant and short. Come to Me, all My little ones. I’m your Father. COME HOME BEFORE THE STORM. And I will shelter you tenderly. You must be brave, My daughter. And lift My Banner high so all can see. It is the Banner of God their Father and Creator. Let My Son Jesus help you; be strengthened by My Spirit. And let your Mother comfort you. David (King David) is your mentor. He, too, cried out to Me. He did much with so little because he abandoned himself to Me and I showered him with graces. He was brave and strong against countless enemies. You, too, must be strong. Remember what I’ve taught you about transforming. This is important. Every day in every trying instance. Join with Me, connect with Me ... March 16, 1997: See the “8”—two circles: They are continuous, Barbara. Two perfect circles joined—the beginning and the end, the Alpha and the Omega joined with My children. It is through this Octave that My children are joined with Me. Speak this, Barbara. Show them how this is so. The 8—it is more than a concept, but a visual aid! You are Mine, little one. Be one with Me. I love you as you do Me. Bring souls, My dearest daughter. This is no light matter. WAKE UP! See Me! I am with you, little one. The “EIGHT”—a perfect harmony of the influx of the Holy Spirit. So be it!!! REPOSTING RESUMES.... |
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