Dearest sweetest Father:
Tonight the bedroom light I use to write the dialogue burned out. I searched
the house but couldn’t fnd the special amber 40 watt bulb I use. I use
this particular bulb because it is a soft, gentle light and it doesn’t wake my
husband from his sleep. Finally, I went to bed and tried to write by the faint
hall light. Suddenly I looked up at the ceiling fan (which we never use) and
in it was an amber 40 watt bulb. I thanked You for hearing my prayer. But in
my haste to retrieve the bulb, I dropped it and it shattered into broken pieces
on the ﬂoor. What a lesson, Father. I wasn’t careful with the light I found,
and I lost it. Father, I will try to learn from this lesson. I must remember
to take care with the light I’m given. I’m excited. Tomorrow begins Your
Octave. I would like to light a candle for each day of the Octave. Is there
anything special You would like me to do for Your Holy Octave, Papa? I
How do you think you come to Me, child?
I can see the small things in the early years, but the most profound inﬂuence
And why do you say this?
Because that … helped me to see You as a real person—someone we all can
have a real relationship with. Through that …, I truly began to love You as
my real Father.
And would you expect less of the work I have given you? Would you expect
that this work was given you for any other reason than to bring all My children
home to Me?
No, Father, why do You ask?
Because there is a hint of doubt even yet when you ponder on this experience
you have had of Me.
Father, please forgive me, but there are times when I can’t help to wonder.
I am human. I am sorry.
What grief this causes Me, child. You must look to Me and see the truth of this
experience. Do I not demonstrate it in many ways?
Yes, Father, but they are small gentle ways. Not overblown or dramatic, and
for that reason it is easier to doubt or to come up with other explanations--
such as coincidence.
The light I give you is gentle and diffused so as not to burn you in its power. But
you must touch it lightly, tenderly, and with care—cherish it as the gift it is.
[I see a lighthouse with a round, circling light cutting through the dark.]
Without the light, you are lost. The light is needed to orient you, to bring you
home safely. And what is this light? The light proceeds from Me, your one true
God and Father. It is a beacon for a world lost in darkness. Did I not create
light? The light I am giving you is given to draw you home in these times. Stay
close to the light, little one. Do not stray. Teach My children this. There is no
other way home, but by the light and the path is peace—My peace.
And what is Your peace, Father?
Have I not told you, daughter? My peace is the reconciliation of the world to
My holy will. This is My peace—life lived in God—each child has a place, a
home within My heart. When that is achieved, then there will be true peace
in the world. When man abides in God and I abide in you. This is My peace.
Do you understand?
Yes, Father. When we live in Your will—which for us means living in You
and You living in us. Then there is peace, union, calm, harmony. When
man is in sync with God.
Listen as to instruments tuning before a grand symphony. And when the song
is played at last, it will be a great witness to My glory. For ALL will be in the
rhythm and harmony of My holy will.
2 Sm 10 & 15—David’s ambassadors are abused; Absalom’s conspiracy—David
has compassion, but he is taken advantage of or rejected.
Father, what is it You want me to learn from this?
A change of heart must take place before My children can meet Me in My compassion. Compassion, daughter—here they will meet Me.
[I see the word “compassion” and understand that it means suffering
or experiencing passion with someone else. How many times have we
been invited to share in Christ’s Passion? I understand that our Father
suffered with Jesus and that in suffering with Jesus we are connected to