Two journal entries are posted this month because the first one is only Barbara and the following entry is God the Father's reply to her inspiration reguarding the context of what we now know as the Holy Octave of Consecration and Feast Day to God the Father of All Mankind. A. seemingly fitting way to welcome in the New Year on this 1st Sunday where we celebrate Our Holy Mother under Her title of Mother of God. If there is not a meditation following entries this time, it may come later, but no promises, as things have been a bit off schedule as of late.
October 17, l996:
Dearest Papa:
Oh, how we have neglected You—we have abandoned You, ignored You. Father—I do not know if I have done Your Will. I feel I know and yet it seems like everybody should know, but they don’t.
[Following prayer, I was led by the Holy Spirit to discover in Holy Scripture the following thematic insights.]
Regathering
8-Day feast
Joy, sacrifice, acceptance, focus
Medal
Communities
Tabernacles
Meditative themes
Meditative vigil the night before the eighth day
Responsibilities of Father’s Consecrated
Father’s Action: Tabernacle>What God did for Hebrews (totally dependent)
Thanksgiving
Our Action: Dedication>What we do for God (cleanse and purify and rededicate our own temple and Church [Ark gone because pagan ways infiltrated the Temple.]
Combined Action: Father’s Feast Day—and He Will Come in a New Way
Condition of His Mercy=our work to know, love, and honor Him—daily and yearly His consecration and consecration feast day. [Draw down God and His Mercy!]
The Eight-day Feast of the New Era
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October 23, l996:
Barbara:
... 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. Every 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
place. I will create My World anew. The cycle is winding down, finished, dis- sipated. 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.
October 17, l996:
Dearest Papa:
Oh, how we have neglected You—we have abandoned You, ignored You. Father—I do not know if I have done Your Will. I feel I know and yet it seems like everybody should know, but they don’t.
[Following prayer, I was led by the Holy Spirit to discover in Holy Scripture the following thematic insights.]
Regathering
8-Day feast
Joy, sacrifice, acceptance, focus
Medal
Communities
Tabernacles
Meditative themes
Meditative vigil the night before the eighth day
Responsibilities of Father’s Consecrated
Father’s Action: Tabernacle>What God did for Hebrews (totally dependent)
Thanksgiving
Our Action: Dedication>What we do for God (cleanse and purify and rededicate our own temple and Church [Ark gone because pagan ways infiltrated the Temple.]
Combined Action: Father’s Feast Day—and He Will Come in a New Way
Condition of His Mercy=our work to know, love, and honor Him—daily and yearly His consecration and consecration feast day. [Draw down God and His Mercy!]
The Eight-day Feast of the New Era
...............................................................................................
October 23, l996:
Barbara:
... 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. Every 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
place. I will create My World anew. The cycle is winding down, finished, dis- sipated. 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.
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