...Barbara, daughter of My heart: Believe in Me. Seek My peace in this world so rife with desolation and despair for not knowing Me—the Father. My Son
reveals Me—only Him—to My little ones. Through Him you come to know Me
and love Me for I am with Him and in Him, as I am with and in you through
familial love. Until this is understood, you will not know your Father, truly.
Bring to Me the souls of those who do not know this truth. They know only bits and pieces scattered like lost fragments on the wind.
Pick up the pieces, strewn and hidden. Reconstruct the picture of an image
buried and broken for so long. What do you see, Barbara Rose? Look long, look intensely, and you will see the image of yourselves renewed, renamed, and
reclaimed. Be glad and rejoice—you are Mine.