December 23, 1993 6:30 am
R. Precious Savior, I come ready to do Your work; it is You I adore, You I love, You I praise. You are so beautiful! At Your Name all knees must bend, for You are Almighty and Holy and Worthy of all Praise. Alleluia. The day of His birth approaches, Alleluia!
Jesus speaks: My child, you are little people. You worry and you fret. Your mind is ever busy, but I am God and I go before you. Your worry and your fretting is to no avail. The very hairs of your head are numbered and I never leave your side. It is My little ones who move from Me. I never move from them. Sad is a heart that is in sin, a heart that has left Me out is void of inner peace. There is a constant rumbling inside that beckons it to turn its ways, but people do not heed the call. They cover up the promptings.
The deeper one goes from Me, the sadder is his heart. The soul knows that which it is missing. It is as though it has a memory of the presence of God, but a sadness that it has chosen to ignore Him. Satan constantly tells the heart it is the master and preaches lies in one's head! The heart hurts from this loss of union with God. The face is not one of joy. It is one of definite pain. The heart aches for the presence of God. Life loses its life, and the person now comes on a journey to get its life back. All those roads one travels lead to idle pursuits. And the restless soul remains empty, void of God. If that person, however, comes to Me, if he fill himself with My gifts, then the soul is ever at joy and has inner peace. You are created with the yearning to know, love and serve Me. To do otherwise is not a good feeling.
I am the Master. My heart is there for you, little ones. It is power, it is light, it is a flame that burns and warms your soul. You know the concept of being cold. With such chill, nothing feels good. Why would coldness feel good once you have experienced heat! Every baby beholds the face of God. The soul is given a memory with His presence imprinted on it.
Every baby, when it is born, is in grace1 and loves God! It is taken away from this place by your world, America! The devil stalks the infant heart, as it is the prey, ready to devour it. It is his glory to have its young. You were created in innocence. You behold the joy of God in your soul. You were led astray, maybe at an early age. It is so sad. You behold the life of a soul, America. Do you have the right to ruin this life, to take a little one and teach it materialism?
This little soul needs God. You need to teach it from the very first moment of life. To develop your personal relationship with God is to gift this world with the most precious gift. You will reflect the love of Jesus in your heart. Your actions will show His might. He will use you to do His work.
Your job is to know, love and serve God. If this is the goal of your life, your heart is joyous and your ways are free. Come to Me, My little babies. My life is waiting for you. I give Myself to you every day in the Holy Eucharist. You receive God. Into your lowly body I come out of deep, deep love for you. You have such dignity because I come to you. You are a creature of God. To take God from the creature is to be left with only the creature. This is a sorry, sorry state. Your face sparkles and your life shines from you when you are affixed to Me.
There is no mistaking a person void of God and a person of God. There is a radiance that shines from you, My little one, when you have been with Me. My light shines forth from your very heart. I am a mighty God and, when I possess your soul, My might cannot be covered up!
I am such a good God. I have so much to give you, all of those things which delight the soul. When I am in you, your heart knows the light of life and you walk with My joy in your heart. Do not let your light be covered, but put it on a stand to shine for all. You are the light of the world. I vest you in such dignity. I proclaim My love, deep and honoring for you, and I am God! That alone gives you such respect! That God would care for you, little one, is honoring to you!
I am Jesus, Son of the Living God and I shine from your souls. Your eyes reflect the presence of God within and you are unmistakably God's creature. You do not know how My presence shines to your brothers. There is a glow about you that is unmistakable. Your face reads the state of your soul. Your face shows the face of your heart. Many hearts with many different faces. See that your heart proclaims the goodness of the Lord, that your face reflects His Holy Name. You, then, become the little but mighty light that shines in a dark world.
Little one, oh how I love you. How I am offended by your lack of attention to Me. My heart is sad for My lost people. It laments as a mother who laments the loss of a child, a well intentioned mother, who loved and cared for her little ones, but now must suffer their indifference to her. This is only a shadow of the pain I feel for loss of My little ones. How do you understand My love for thee? To even tell you in words is impossible. My love is abounding. You in your earthly form cannot fathom it. I died a brutal death for love of you. I came to earth as a human and withstood such brutality for love of you. What more do you need, America? I sit every minute, out of love for you, waiting and waiting. God waits for you! Such honor I bestow on you and you turn your backs? I am He Who gives you your life. If you remove Me from your hearts, your soul withers and dies. It is by Me you are fed and nourished. It is by Me that your life has meaning and it is by Me that you are at peace. Living without Me is to lose your inner life, to starve your soul, to leave the soul in such a state of unrest.
America, your unrest comes from your loss of God. You indeed are noisy. You cry out in loud boisterous noises for this loss, but the louder you get, the further you go from My silence. I am found in the quiet whispers in your heart, America. I am found in quiet things. Nothing is more quiet than a trip up the aisle at Communion, but that is the food of the restless soul! It is the road on which you are fed and nourished! It is I, come to you, and I am God, little ones! God chooses to enter your breast and dwell there. What honor I bestow on you!
If a king were to come to your house, you would ready for his coming and never stop talking about it. But, little ones, listen. I am God and I long to come and dwell in you. Make ready your hearts for Me and never quit talking about Jesus, Who comes to you in your hearts. I love you so intently. I died for you, but you are blind and you turn your backs. Would you turn your backs on the king or be ever attentive? You, however, do not comprehend your specialness that I, God, come and choose to dwell in you!
My presence gives you honor. Come with your hearts eager and ready for the King. I am the King of heaven and My kingdom is far greater than any kingdom on this earth! I come to you this day. Await My coming and ready your hearts for I am He, worthy of all Honor and all Praise. I am coming to you and I am longing for this union with you. With dignity and honor I have clothed you, given you rule over all. My little ones, I love you so.
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