January 28, l999:
Dearest Papa:
I offer my physical suffering up to You today—for whatever You might want to use it for….I saw the tree with the little green shoot today during prayer, and I wonder what this means. Dear God, I love You; I adore You; I worship You. I am listening, Father.
[I see the inside of an older Church. It is empty but lighted. I am near the front pew. And I understand that our Father desires that we come to spend time with Him in the Blessed Sacrament.]
I am in the tabernacle of souls as well, My smallest daughter. There to be loved, honored, and adored. Not the person—but what lives in the person, your Father.
Father, what exactly do You want me to understand?
Trust Me, daughter, to tell you what is expected of you. Say to all those who will listen: your Lord God and Father loves you above all “things,” as I have asked you to love Me. Do you not see; can you not hear? I am with you. This is how I come to My children in this time. This is no secret, little one. I have told you all before—in My holy Word. Seek and you will find. And you need not look too far away. I am with you all. I have never left you, not for a moment. I come to you in many ways, chiefly through each other. If you would only look and see. AND I DESIRE MOST TO DWELL IN THOSE SOULS WHO EMBRACE THE SUFFERING OF THIS WORLD, OFFERING IT IN COMMUNION WITH MY SON JESUS. This is where you will truly find your Father. Look and see in the places of My repose, in the eyes of the afflicted. Here you will find your Father. These souls are purified and well-disposed to My coming. Their invitation comes to Me on the wings of their sighs and the silence of their tears. In these I see My Son Jesus—in Whom I am well-pleased. NOT IN THE SUFFERING ALONE, BUT IN THEIR GIFT OF THIS SUFFERING. THE MOST PRECIOUS GIFT OF ALL. This waters the Tree of Life in the paradise of My heart. From these comes the greenest of sprouts, delicate and fragile in their budding, alluring in their fragrance.
The Tree of Life Eternal sprouts everlasting. Bringing forth savory and luscious fruit, like no other. Pleasant to the eye and a blessing to behold. The soul yearns for the life-giving force of this tree, but knows not where to find it. Neglected has it been; preferred instead to another tree, also pleasant to the eye, but bitter is the aftertaste and perilous to the soul. First, you must eat of the Tree of Life. That is your answer, child. Eat of the Tree of Life. Then all else will be given to you—but in that order. My divine will prevails. There are consequences for the choice to abandon your Eternal Father. Look to the Parable of the Prodigal Son. Lessons to be learned. Did he [the father] pine for his son? Withered in grief for his heartfelt loss? So it is with your Eternal Father. Your love is the balm that comforts Me, My little ones. Your vigilance, too, comforts Me in My Fatherly grief. Joined together by such great suffering—the power of this love sustains the world in its present state. Shalom, daughter of My heart—My peace.
Phil 2:6-15— “For let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus:” “Who being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God: But emptied himself, becoming obedient unto death, even to the death of the cross. For which cause God also hath exalted him, and hath given him a name which is above all names: That in the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of those that are in heaven, on earth, and under the earth: And that every tongue should confess that the Lord Jesus Christ is in the glory of God the Father. Wherefore, my dearly beloved…with fear and trembling work out your salvation. For it is God who worketh in you, both to will and to accomplish, according to his good will. And do ye all things without murmurings and hesitations; That you may be blameless, and sincere children of God, without reproof, in the midst of a crooked and perverse generation; among whom you shine as lights in the world.”
Dearest Papa:
I offer my physical suffering up to You today—for whatever You might want to use it for….I saw the tree with the little green shoot today during prayer, and I wonder what this means. Dear God, I love You; I adore You; I worship You. I am listening, Father.
[I see the inside of an older Church. It is empty but lighted. I am near the front pew. And I understand that our Father desires that we come to spend time with Him in the Blessed Sacrament.]
I am in the tabernacle of souls as well, My smallest daughter. There to be loved, honored, and adored. Not the person—but what lives in the person, your Father.
Father, what exactly do You want me to understand?
Trust Me, daughter, to tell you what is expected of you. Say to all those who will listen: your Lord God and Father loves you above all “things,” as I have asked you to love Me. Do you not see; can you not hear? I am with you. This is how I come to My children in this time. This is no secret, little one. I have told you all before—in My holy Word. Seek and you will find. And you need not look too far away. I am with you all. I have never left you, not for a moment. I come to you in many ways, chiefly through each other. If you would only look and see. AND I DESIRE MOST TO DWELL IN THOSE SOULS WHO EMBRACE THE SUFFERING OF THIS WORLD, OFFERING IT IN COMMUNION WITH MY SON JESUS. This is where you will truly find your Father. Look and see in the places of My repose, in the eyes of the afflicted. Here you will find your Father. These souls are purified and well-disposed to My coming. Their invitation comes to Me on the wings of their sighs and the silence of their tears. In these I see My Son Jesus—in Whom I am well-pleased. NOT IN THE SUFFERING ALONE, BUT IN THEIR GIFT OF THIS SUFFERING. THE MOST PRECIOUS GIFT OF ALL. This waters the Tree of Life in the paradise of My heart. From these comes the greenest of sprouts, delicate and fragile in their budding, alluring in their fragrance.
The Tree of Life Eternal sprouts everlasting. Bringing forth savory and luscious fruit, like no other. Pleasant to the eye and a blessing to behold. The soul yearns for the life-giving force of this tree, but knows not where to find it. Neglected has it been; preferred instead to another tree, also pleasant to the eye, but bitter is the aftertaste and perilous to the soul. First, you must eat of the Tree of Life. That is your answer, child. Eat of the Tree of Life. Then all else will be given to you—but in that order. My divine will prevails. There are consequences for the choice to abandon your Eternal Father. Look to the Parable of the Prodigal Son. Lessons to be learned. Did he [the father] pine for his son? Withered in grief for his heartfelt loss? So it is with your Eternal Father. Your love is the balm that comforts Me, My little ones. Your vigilance, too, comforts Me in My Fatherly grief. Joined together by such great suffering—the power of this love sustains the world in its present state. Shalom, daughter of My heart—My peace.
Phil 2:6-15— “For let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus:” “Who being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God: But emptied himself, becoming obedient unto death, even to the death of the cross. For which cause God also hath exalted him, and hath given him a name which is above all names: That in the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of those that are in heaven, on earth, and under the earth: And that every tongue should confess that the Lord Jesus Christ is in the glory of God the Father. Wherefore, my dearly beloved…with fear and trembling work out your salvation. For it is God who worketh in you, both to will and to accomplish, according to his good will. And do ye all things without murmurings and hesitations; That you may be blameless, and sincere children of God, without reproof, in the midst of a crooked and perverse generation; among whom you shine as lights in the world.”
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