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October 17, 2006

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October 17, 2006

Messenger:           Today here it is truly autumn and so
                        beautiful — not too cold and the carpet of this
                        earth covered with scattered leaves of red and
                        gold — so beautiful. It seems sometimes in fall
                        the sky is so very blue more than any other
                        time of the year.

                            Color — God gives us color — I recently recorded
                        the book Authenticity, John the President and I
                        went to the ocean, as I was feeling I should, at
                        different times of the day.

                            One afternoon the waves came to me, I was
                        washed as I read the Father's prayers - so beautiful
                        and when I was finished I was truly like one
                        of Adam and Eve's descendants covered by sand. Totally
                        covered and the waves came and went with great
                        power — reminding me of the Power of God the
                        Father and His magnificence, but me, I was like the
                        man of dust when I was done — covered with
                        sand — from head to toe.

                            At the end of taping God the Father, John
                        said the sand hill I sat on eroded and I was
                        left in a standing position — God lets us suffer
                        the waves of life, washing us men of dust, and
                        leaves us so empowered we remain standing —
                        able to go there for all eternity.

                            Next I was awakened early and knew I needed
                        to go to the ocean and read Jesus' prayers. The sun was not
                        up and the sky was dark. I notified John who said
                        he could go in about ten minutes — we were
                        soon once again on the shore of the ocean, the rain
                        was pressing in, but never came, instead John
                        said the sun met the clouds and stayed there during
                        pages and pages of the beautiful prayers to Jesus in
                        the yellow book of prayers by Fr. John Pasquini.
                        We had sent the prayer book to 14,000 priests,
                        requested by many bishops for their priests.
                        Now as I read the beautiful prayers, the camera
                        captured a magnificent beauty of the sun —
                        shining so brightly and it looked like the fire
                        of Jesus' Heart was on the sand.

                            The dusty sand had brilliance of fire
                        beneath the sun and the sun met the
                        clouds shining so brightly. Many prayers
                        were to Jesus so we read some of Jesus prayers later
                        when the sun was shining and the ocean
                        so alive, the waves so beautiful.

                            The next day we went high from a building
                        and shot the Church where Fr. John is 
                        the parochial vicar and then the beautiful
                        blue ocean and a sail boat to read the Holy
                        Spirit Prayers from the Authenticity book.
                        It was so beautiful and the
                        ocean beautiful shades of blue.

                            Then it was October 5 and I came to the grotto
                        made by Bob in the Clearwater site and
                        John filmed the beautiful grotto while I
                        read the Mary prayers. I felt a special grace
                        reading the beautiful prayers before the Lourdes
                        grotto on October 5th.

   

 

October 17, 2006 message continues

Messenger:           I am waiting to do the Unitive stage
                        before the Exposed Eucharist.

                            The disc is so very beautiful, the ocean,
                        the sky and the precious prayers of the
                        Authenticity Book.

                            Today I want to focus on the precious
                        gifts of the Mass. It is my love affair with
                        God. God gives Himself to me in the Mass. I can pray
                        so deeply united to the Mass, the sacrifice of
                        Calvary, sacramentally made present, to
                        the Father, united to Jesus, in the Holy Spirit,
                        through the intercession of Mary, united to all
                        the angels and saints and the souls in purgatory —
                        We can pray united as a body, so deeply for
                        the precious souls of the earth Jesus gave
                        His life for.

                            The priest says the prayers of the
                        consecration and ordinary bread and wine
                        is changed to the Body and Blood of Jesus.
                        Do we not think that God can change us and
                        our bad habits as we go to Him more and
                        more in the Mass and beg to grow to be more
                        likened to Him.

                            God loves us so much. The devil can fill
                        our heads with so many negative voices — we
                        can project thoughts we have or things someone
                        may say about us onto our own image of
                        ourselves — When God has given us Himself
                        in the Eucharist and loves us so very deeply and
                        yet we can focus on the negative.

                            He cries to us —
                            "I love you so much"

                            Why do we listen to others who are
                        hurting themselves and may project hatred
                        on us.

                            Let's listen to God.
                            God gives us each other to love.

                            God gives us blue skies and autumn leaves,
                                beautiful sun rises and sunsets.

                            God gives us the wind that I hear
                                blowing and do not see and
                                He gives us the waves that roll
                                in with mighty force —

                        God is love and in Him there is no darkness —
                        Oh we do not see many times - the beautiful
                        trees like tall timbers filled with the beauty
                        of a sun-lit day — reds and yellows and golds —

                            When we are hurting and thinking negative
                        thoughts — wanting to make others more
                        important than God — we may give into
                        jealousies, anger, confusion against
                        God's will —

                            A mighty ocean — the music of mighty waves
                            A sun-lit day —
                                the rustling of the wind through the trees


                        A blanket of green grass
                        A sun soft beech —
                    little leaves to lighten a field of green
                    and yellow — scattered with beauty and
                    care —

                        Do we see the love God has for us —
                        Do we focus on what we think we need
                            because of our woundedness and
                            selfish will —

                        Do we see the rain as a gift from God and

                        The ocean as a sign of His magnificent
                            creation.

                        Where are you wind — I hear the music of
                            the fluttering leaves, I see them
                            move before my eyes —
                            but the wind remains hidden ——

 

   

October 17, 2006 message continues

Messenger:       I don't see it at all —

                        Oh Creator, so magnificent
                                            so pure
                                            so loving
                                            so great

                        I know Your love in my heart —
                            I know Your love in my brothers —
                            I know Your beauty in Your creation,
                                but God I do not see You.

                        I do not see the wind. Do you?

                        The trees were golden and green and yellow and
                            some red and orange and the tree trunks
                            dark brown - standing high, but they
                            were intermittently scattered — because
                            the fluffy dressed leaves covered the
                            dark bark in part.

                        Mysterious wonder — I knew the whole tree
                            trunk was there, but I only saw a
                            little bit

   

 

October 17, 2006 message continues

Messenger:       All is mystery —
                        We do not even comprehend our own hearts —
                        Here we are sitting here, but I know so
                        much in my heart, but I don't even
                        see my stomach inside me or my
                        kidneys and my vessels and my blood —

                        You see me — I don't understand my own
                        moods and wounds, but I try to tell you a
                        picture about me and I don't know myself —
                        like the tree trunks in the mass of leaves
                        I see little sketchy parts of the bark —
                        peaking through, but I know a tree trunk
                        is behind - straight up and down - peeking
                        out through the fluffy leaves

 

   

October 17, 2006 message continues

Messenger:       Me —

                            I can show you my exterior and carry
                        tremendous wounds and suffering inside.

                            I can say one thing and totally mean
                        another or think another.

                            I know some person and trust deeply, but some
                        men or women were shocked to find their
                        wife or husband leave and never return or even
                        speak to them.

                            We think God is so mysterious, but we
                        are unable of comprehending so many truths,
                        but He can give us the grace to know and understand.

                            What about the mystery of the priest and the
                        Eucharist — I know God in my heart truly
                        present in His Divinity and humanity and He
                        comes to me.

                            Hide not Your face from me, Oh God!!

                            We can be so limited in our vision we
                        want only that which we can see and we
                        try to control things based on things
                        we see and think —

                            Our focus on details can harm our
                        real understanding because in reality
                        God is the ultimate mystery and we in our
                        tainted ways cannot comprehend many
                        things about what is real.

                            We are really fooling ourselves to think
                        we can!!

                            God shows us mystery in the tiniest
                        snowflake - how it appears so perfect and
                        changes as it melts.

                            Look at the mysteries of our bodies —
                        changing from the ability to do things —
                        have babies, lift heavy objects, run
                        and play to sitting in a wheelchair.
                        You say oh that is aging — I say how
                        come the 6 year old's teeth fall out —
                        perfect timing and another tooth is ready to come
                        in —

                            Oh we are pompous in trying to explain
                        so many things with our limited knowledge and
                        control so many events with details.

                            Who could control the hurricanes?

                        I would much more like to ponder the magnificence
                        of God's mystery than pompously think I
                        know it all when in fact I know so
                        very little, but long for greater depth —
                        into the mystery of God's love — His
                        Might and magnificence.

                            A child may ask "mommy, why doesn't
                        the stars fall from the sky" — "mommy,
                        what holds the sun in place" —
                        "How come Aunt Mary has the baby in
                        her tummy and why don't you?"

 

                            How did we get here anyway?

                            Oh magnificent God, I love You so much and
                        I love You to reveal Yourself to me and to
                        receive You in the Eucharist — oh God —
                        I know and love You so deeply — You raise
                        me to such heights, that a priest can
                        change bread and wine into the Body
                        and Blood of Jesus and You come to me —
                        I do not understand — but I know
                        this truth — unexplained in any way like
                        how deeply one I am with the Divine God —
                        He is my co-pilot — always so deeply
                        one in me and He is the Divine God —
                        I share in His life —

                            The Father, Son and Holy Spirit dwell in me —
                        I know Them — I know the Persons of
                        the Trinity in a deep loving relationship
                        in my soul. This is not like adding up
                        numbers and figuring out my bank account.

                        God lives in me —
                        I know Him
                        I love Him

                        I do not see Him (I have seen Him, though)
                        My love for you — I do not touch —
                        My love for Him, I give to you - to the world —

                            God changes my heart. His life
                        lives in me.

                            His Word like a two-edged sword —
                        penetrating heart and soul —

   

Hebrews 4: 12-13

The word of God is something alive and active: it cuts more incisively than any two–edged sword: it can seek out the place where soul is divided from spirit, or joints from marrow; it can pass judgement on secret emotions and thoughts. No created thing is hidden from him; everything is uncovered and stretched fully open to the eyes of the one to whom we must give account of ourselves.

     

October 17, 2006 message continues

Messenger:       Reality — Its mystery

                        It's watching others and knowing how He
                            lives and dwells in them and shares
                            His love with us through those
                            He has chosen to love us - to
                            help us

                        God is very much aware of every detail
                        of our lives —

                            Our surrendering, obeying the
                        ten commandments is so important —
                        Recognizing our creaturehood — letting
                        go of control and recognizing God as
                        Creator.

                            Why do steeples go to the sky — today
                        many churches look like auditoriums —
                        Where has our desire for the mystical -
                        insight into the hidden mysteries gone

                            For me it is from going to the
                        Eucharist and being saturated with His
                        grace — He imparts knowledge of
                        Himself to me.

                            I know God more deeply by
                        studying His creation — how He
                        acts — I know Him more in loving
                        others

                            See 2 little children all dressed
                        for a wedding run outside and play in
                        a mud puddle — mom was inside
                        thinking of her sister being married —
                        so deep in her heart — loving her
                        sister and half - crying with joy for
                        her sister about to be married —

                            When she realized the children
                        had left the house she ran out and
                        began to cry and yell at once —

                            The details now was on mud and little
                        dresses ruined for the wedding — Things —
                        she was experiencing the untouchable love
                        of her heart — emotions not touchable — deep
                        spiritual love of her soul for her sister
                        being married and WHAM —
                        TWO LITTLE GIRLS IN A MUD PUDDLE —
                        they were little attendants
                        the mud was matter, the emotions she
                        had and memory of her sister so wonderful,
                        but she had to focus now on mud and dresses —
                        her precious thoughts now turned to
                        disappointment she could not touch
                        either of her thoughts or emotions —

                            What is felt — our love — our disappointment
                        is not matter. A person can be so filled
                        with love their body seems to glow —
                        or so filled with anger - their face turns
                        red, but the thoughts and feelings are not
                        matter like the mud and dresses.

                            A person can dress for a ball be
                        so beautiful, but be angry and anger is
                        not matter —
                        or so happy and glowing with smiles —
                        being happy is not matter —

                        Mystery

                        Spirit alive inside of us filled with love.

                            It is my experience as a leader that
                        we can be very wounded and see ourselves
                        as very unloved, not worth a lot —

                            Why when Jesus has given us this
                        great realization of how He died for us
                        because He loves us so much, would we
                        give into negatively — projecting
                        thoughts people do not even have about
                        us on them so we can believe
                        we are unloved. And even if the
                        whole world doesn't love us, we think, and
                        thinks wrongly of us — what is
                        important is God faithfully loves
                        us and will never abandon us and
                        we should realize that God is
                        judging our performance.

                            Like actors on a stage —
                        God watches our performance
                        always — He always loves us

                            Dear God impart to me
                        to see with the eyes of the soul —
                        not to close myself off by judging
                        reality by what thoughts come into
                        my mind and limiting truth to
                        what I comprehend.

                            We must discern the spirits — see
                        where our thoughts are coming from —
                        You can see a person plotting evil has
                        a perplexed countenance many times.

                            Some people can hear lies from
                        satan and they make up such a story
                        in themselves they are ready to kill somebody
                        doing nothing —

                            They think, just because they
                        think it — the person is guilty of
                        what they are thinking about them —
                        then they can take revenge because
                        of their thoughts — this is really wrong.

   

Psalm 38: 9-23

Lord, all my longing is known to you,
my sighing no secret from you,
my heart is throbbing, my strength has failed,
the light has gone out of my eyes.

Friends and companions shun my disease,
even the dearest of them keep their distance.
Those with designs on my life lay snares,
those who wish me ill speak of violence
and hatch treachery all day long.

But I hear nothing, as though I were deaf,
as though dumb, saying not a word.
I am like the one who, hearing nothing,
has no sharp answer to make.

For in you, Yahweh, I put my hope,
you, Lord my God, will give answer.
I said, ‘Never let them gloat over me,
do not let them take advantage of me if my foot slips.’

There is no escape for me from falling,
no relief from my misery.
But I make no secret of my guilt,
I am anxious at the thought of my sin.

There is no numbering those who oppose me without cause,
no counting those who hate me unprovoked,
repaying me evil for good,
slandering me for trying to do them good.

Yahweh, do not desert me,
my God, do not stand aloof from me.
Come quickly to my help,
Lord, my Saviour!

 

2 Corinthians 5: 7-10

guided by faith and not yet by sight; we are full of confidence, then, and long instead to be exiled from the body and to be at home with the Lord. And so whether at home or exiled, we make it our ambition to please him. For at the judgement seat of Christ we are all to be seen for what we are, so that each of us may receive what he has deserved in the body, matched to whatever he has done, good or bad.

   

1 Corinthians 2: 7-9

It is of the mysterious wisdom of God that we talk, the wisdom that was hidden, which God predestined to be for our glory before the ages began. None of the rulers of the age recognised it; for if they had recognised it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory; but it is as scripture says: "What no eye has seen and no ear has heard, what the mind of man cannot visualise; all that God has prepared for those who love him;"

   

1 Corinthians 15: 51-58

Now I am going to tell you a mystery: we are not all going to fall asleep, but we are all going to be changed, instantly, in the twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet sounds. The trumpet is going to sound, and then the dead will be raised imperishable, and we shall be changed, because this perishable nature of ours must put on imperishability, this mortal nature must put on immortality.

And after this perishable nature has put on imperishability and this mortal nature has put on immortality, then will the words of scripture come true: Death is swallowed up in victory. Death, where is your victory? Death, where is your sting? The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin comes from the Law. Thank God, then, for giving us the victory through Jesus Christ our Lord. 

    So, my dear brothers, keep firm and immovable, always abounding in energy for the Lord’s work, being sure that in the Lord none of your labours is wasted.

 

 

 

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