September 21, 1993
Jesus speaks: My dear child, I am the bread of life. I give food to the hungry. My life I give that you might have life. Treasure My gift to you and be so attentive to this gift. I am the one, true God and I give My gift to you. You will not thirst. You will run and not get weary. You are coming to My glorious event. All will be beautiful for I am with you in your honor and praise. I love you so, little one.
You scarce can speak when you receive Me. That is because you are realizing My True Presence. I am there, little one. I died for you that you might live forever and the gift I give is My life. What friend would lay down His life for another? This, My dear, is love, love as I teach you to give to your brothers-not only loving those who are nice, but also those who are not nice. To those who hate and scorn and ignore you, My gift I give to you. It is My life that you may live.
Come unto Me, all who labor and are heavily burdened. I give you all you need. I make your ways straight and I set your foot on solid paths. I am the God of all your ancestors. You come to Me and I fill you as I did them. I give you water for your thirst and food for your soul. You are sheltered under My wing as a little bird. I take care of you and protect you from the scorching sun. I give you little worms and protect you. I give you water for your thirst. You live and grow. And who takes care of these little birds? I do. Did you wonder who was watching out for them? Well, wonder no more. Are you not more valuable. Do you not know how precious you are to Me? I am your love and I watch out for you every minute. I pick you up when you stumble and fall. I watch your every move.
Oh, little one, stop fuming and fretting. You are indeed wasting your life away and I need you to do My work. What is My work? It is staying fixed in Me. It is smiling My smiles. It is being gentle. It is being kind. It is being as I am in the world. It is not being like the world. The world is hard, and hardened in heart. Its people wander in hatred and wonder why they feel glum in their hearts. Wander in love and feel joy in your hearts, little ones.
Love makes the little scared child feel unafraid. Love comforts a hurting soul. Love given to all is My way. The world is out for itself. It wants you to step on your brother, get even with him, never give more than you get. Oh, you selfish world, what a terrible agony to carry in your heart-keeping track of all you were given so you cannot give any more to them.
Hard cheeked, stone-jawed, do you feel good? Little hardened hearts, give and you shall receive, seek and you shall find, knock and it shall be opened to you. It is in giving that you receive. Give your smiles, your time, your money. These are your brothers, little one. Do not refuse what is their due.
Walk and not get weary, run and fly, follow Me and your hearts are joyous. I fill you with good things. Your heart is filled to the brim with love. Come, little ones, open your eyes. There is more work done in love than in hatred. Love your enemies. Love those who are mean to you. You will receive more benefits than they. It hurts your hearts to be "even-Stephen". It is a needless task. Fill your soul with My love, little ones. I can do these things with you.
You will only act from love. Love is the key to unlock the hardened heart. Love the child I created and hate the evil the devil does through them. They are My beautiful children. They do evil works. Pray for them, little ones. They surely need your prayers and your love. I love them. Love for Me. I need you to love, little children. Love one another and be there for each other. Minister to the haters. They are still beautiful in My sight. I love them and you.
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