Mother who gives birth to the children. ...
No, daughter, this is not the Way. I give you this gift for Christmas—belief and trust and love—these three are the foundation of all communion among My Children and in that I reside and am present. (12/24/2002)
Dearest God my Father:
Please, Father, let me only do Your will in all things. I love You and I am listening.
Let go and let God, Barbara Rose. There are so many opportunities in your life that bring you close to Me—suffering is only one. You are also close to Me in the
service and care of others. Remain with Me, little one. Soon—the dawn of a new
day to be remembered. These times will be but a distant memory. Already the
transformation begins—in earnest. This is the time awaited for in holy Scripture.
++++When the holy prophet Ezechial said the trumpet will sound—apply this to your
times and be attentive. My sword— [I see the image of Our Father picking up the little child and in so doing, He must put His sword in the earth. The sun sets over the mountain tops—it is setting. Our Father stoops down and
comforts the child, the child is crying and lost.]
You are dear to Me, daughter. Remember My words well—the day of your Lord
God is upon you all. Tremble in fear or tremble from love. All will be Mine. Stay
close to Me in prayer throughout the day, little one—in My peace.
Ezech 37:28—”And the nations shall know that I AM the Lord the sanctifier of
Israel, when my sanctuary shall be in the midst of them forever.”
speak, to communicate with their Father. I am in their hearts and they are in Mine. … Barbara, there is little time, sweet child of My Light. Put away from yourself all those things which hinder this work. … IN YOUR HEART IS A MESSAGE FOR MY CHILDREN, ISRAEL—LISTEN, YOUR FATHER IS SPEAKING. In the depths of your hearts hear Me, My little ones.
I am coming with My Power and Might. A gloved hand smelling sweet from the roses of all those who have suffered for this time. SWEET AND TENDER MERCY WRAPPED AROUND THE FISTED HAND OF MY JUSTICE. This must be in these times—all must be resolved to My Will. These are the times of My Merciful Wrath—My passionate call to My children, all. I come to You amidst the dust and fog of a culture steeped in death—I am Life and where I am there is Light and all things good. I come to displace darkness and all that is death. Remember this when the times produce a stranglehold on “Mine.” I want My children. They belong to Me, with Me, and in Me. But first they must know Me, then love Me, then honor Me. Then they are home—forever.
REST ASSURED, MY LITTLE ROSE, THERE WILL BE NO OTHER TIME IN HISTORY LIKE THIS. This is MY FINAL INVITATION AND TRIUMPH—through your Mother, through My Son Jesus, and through My Holy Spirit. These are the times spoken of in Ezechial 3:17. Now go, My child and see what your Father tells you. Bring My branch of Peace. Ride the steed that brings you amidst My children. Hold My Banner high! It is the Banner soaked red with the Blood of My Son. It is the Shroud you will wrap My little ones in so that they too may raise from their darkness, their sin, their graves, to a resurrection beyond human under-standing or belief. Rise as the sun over the ocean of My Mercy. Be one with your Father. Be in Me! Now go, proclaim Life—proclaim your Father. Peace. 5/5/97)
"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!"
A Blessed Christmas &
New Year 2014!
… I come in these times to avenge all those souls who have lived in purity and My Truth. They have suffered greatly at the hands of one who is darkness and unending suffering. There is NO GOOD that comes from his hands or his mouth that spews lies. Do you think I have abandoned you? No, never, My tiny rose. Ready to bloom. I am here by your side ready to bring down My Merciful Wrath. FOR THIS “DAY” IN TIME IS OVER. DARKNESS IS DEFEATED. Look to the skies for your final salvation. The sign I promised is coming. Is come. Soon. Remember My Words, daughter. Soon. Seed. Seeds were planted at the beginning. Her seed and His seed. You were right to think that there was more than a behavioral / environmental basis for the sharp difference between good and evil in My children. That is why I sent My Son as the antidote to combat the dread disease of evil which has been passed down generation to generation. You have seen its effects played out in your own family. Ever y family. THE DRAMA OF EDEN HAS BEEN PLAYED OUT IN EACH GENERATION, EACH FAMILY, EACH PERSON. But I have loved you all. I tell you this drama, this war, will not be played out until all My children have returned to Me as a family. I am gathering My children in My Arms—like you, Barbara. Love them! I have put a savior in the midst of each family, each group—to love and to give mercy. Warrior: you are all warriors of My Mercy. Absorb and transform. It hurts. It is painful. This transformation, spiritual re-creation of matter and soul. But it must be—to usher in My new era. The one promised. The one prophesied—HAS COME. Only in retrospect will My children realize how “outside My Will” these times have been. But the offenses have grieved Me—sorely, My daughter. Enough! You are My little prophet, My little rose, ready to blossom in the fresh air and clean soil of a new era. And teach. You will teach My little ones and the priests what you know—Love for Me and My Son and My Holy Spirit. You are My children. Regathering for My GREAT DAY—loved and protected, dancing in the rhythm of My Will. Man’s culture is twisted and bent and rusted. It has lost its original beauty and luster. I will clean it in the furnace of My Love, breathing My Fatherly Power to recreate it in My Image, My Will. Yes, recreation—the Transformation to take All Must Come to Me place. I will create My World anew. The cycle is winding down, finished, dissipated. Let it die out. Recognize the darkness, the rough edges that “mutate” My orderly Will. THE CANCER WILL BE HALTED!
… My Light attracts darkness like a magnet, but it also repels it. You are in My Light. You are My Light for those around you. All this will pass. Offer this to Me for those poor souls who torment you. You can help save them with Your Love. That is why you are there—in their midst. Yes, My daughter. You may start a community of those Consecrated to God Our Father, the little “warriors of My Mercy.” They need encouragement and consolation in these times. … You represent Me now in the microcosm that you live in. There is no other to take your place. I will hold you in the palm of My Hand, close to My Heart. I will give you time and peace for all you must do. Trust Me. I will indeed arrange all things for you.… The bough is breaking and the fruits will soon fall. They must be gathered before they are bruised. Gather My best fruits. The ones that hang from My Tree of Life. Pick those… Place the fruit in the basket I have provided. And offer it to Me—shiny and new. This will please Me… This must occur before My Fatherly Heart breaks from love and grief. Don’t let the fruit rot upon the ground, trampled by thieves. It is My fruit… bring it to Me in these times. … Now go in peace. I am with you.