Mary has requested that the daily message be given each day to the world. It is read nightly at the prayer service from her Image Building in Clearwater, Florida, U.S.A. This is according to her request. All attempts will be made to publish this daily message to the world at 11 p.m. Eastern time, U.S.A.


We acknowledge that the final authority regarding these messages
rests with the Holy See of Rome.


I appear my children on this former bank building in Florida, Our Lady Clothed with the Sun.

October 18, 2005

October 19th Holy Spirit Novena
Scripture selection is Day 8 Period I.
The Novena Rosary Mysteries for October 19th are Joyful.

             

Pray for Jim who had heart surgery.

    

Pray for urgent intention and all involved.

     

 

From  October 17, 2005

Messenger:    God is not talking to just the English,
                            Spanish, French, the Egyptians
                            in these messages.

                        God is speaking to all of us.

                        Our mission is to reach the world
                            with these messages,
                            our mission is to help renew
                            the Church and the world.

                        In the middle of the night
                            I was waken by very strong knocking
                            on my door
                            from a very deep sleep the
                            knocking pounded on my door
                            and I sat up in bed,
                            my heart began to beat swiftly.
                            I knew God was waking me,
                            waking us all.

                        For the call is greater than ever before.

                        The call is swelling in my heart,
                            the urgency of the mission ever greater,
                            the awareness to study these messages
                            of God, and of Mary to us.


                        The people in these catastrophes
                            are martyrs to wake the
                            world up.


Jesus speaks:  The road that rises above the water.
                        The torrential rains that can rip
                            across the state,
                            flood homes
                            and people watch their precious
                            belongings float down the river.

                        THE ROAD THAT RISES ABOVE THE WATER
                            IS THE ROAD TO STARDOM,
                            not as you know stardom,
                            the valley of the stars of Hollywood,
                            the stars of the universe,
                            the twinkling lights of the saints
                            that have gone before you.

                        THE ROAD THAT RISES ABOVE THE WATERS
                        Noah's flood
                        I am the Master of the Universe
                        THE MAKER OF THE STARS OF NIGHT
                        My light is a brilliant fire
                        My saints reflecting the fire
                            of My burning Heart.
                        Those whose hearts are consecrated
                            to My Heart and My Mother's heart
                            adding the light
                            to the star-studded night
                            brightening the darkness
                            like the glistening robe
                            of My Mother's dress
                            as she appeared in Clearwater
                            on the 5ths.

                        Oh you, blind as bats
                            when I reach down
                            to turn on your light
                            as a burning star
                            you put on the garb
                            of a winged bat,
                            beady eyes
                            looking into the night
                            some carrying the bags
                            of the netherworld
                            of the world of
                            the rot of debris.

                        Oh wake up America,
                            your stars wave
                            on the blue of the flag,
                            but your light is dimmed
                            by the sinfulness of your hearts.

                        You are My Mother country, America.
                        Mother Mary comes
                            in a garb of rainbow-gold
                            to adorn your dark nights

  

 

October 17, 2005 message continues

Jesus speaks:      and the blind bats fly by
                            on the streets of US 19 & Drew.

                        A tomb now you have made for her
                            burying My building in a hole of lust.

                        Why are you not aware
                            of the pollution of the water
                            that now surrounds Clearwater?

                        I am the Creator of the stars of night.
                        I hung them in their place for you.
                        I breathed the light into them.
                        And in the darkness you did not see
                            the glimmering space
                            that shown forth in marvelous light.

                        Sing ye in tongues of joy to God
                            the song of the Spirit,
                            the melody of the dark night,
                            the harp is plucked,
                            the tune arises,
                            like a dark covering.
                            The blanket is now removed.
                            But as it is pulled,
                            some stars will fall into the abyss,
                            the darkness rages
                            and swallows them up as a hungry lion
                            growling in a cage.

   

Revelation Chapter 12

Now a great sign appeared in heaven: a woman, robed with the sun, standing on the moon, and on her head a crown of twelve stars. She was pregnant, and in labour, crying aloud in the pangs of childbirth. Then a second sign appeared in the sky: there was a huge red dragon with seven heads and ten horns, and each of the seven heads crowned with a coronet. Its tail swept a third of the stars from the sky and hurled them to the ground, and the dragon stopped in front of the woman as she was at the point of giving birth, so that it could eat the child as soon as it was born. The woman was delivered of a boy, the son who was to rule all the nations with an iron scepter, and the child was taken straight up to God and to his throne, while the woman escaped into the desert, where God had prepared a place for her to be looked after for twelve hundred and sixty days.

    And now war broke out in heaven, when Michael with his angels attacked the dragon. The dragon fought back with his angels, but they were defeated and driven out of heaven. The great dragon, the primeval serpent, known as the devil or Satan, who had led all the world astray, was hurled down to the earth and his angels were hurled down with him. Then I heard a voice shout from heaven, 'Salvation and power and empire for ever have been won by our God, and all authority for his Christ, now that the accuser, who accused our brothers day and night before our God, has been brought down. They have triumphed over him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word to which they bore witness, because even in the face of death they did not cling to life. So let the heavens rejoice and all who live there; but for you, earth and sea, disaster is coming-- because the devil has gone down to you in a rage, knowing that he has little time left.'

    As soon as the dragon found himself hurled down to the earth, he sprang in pursuit of the woman, the mother of the male child, but she was given a pair of the great eagle's wings to fly away from the serpent into the desert, to the place where she was to be looked after for a time, two times and half a time. So the serpent vomited water from his mouth, like a river, after the woman, to sweep her away in the current, but the earth came to her rescue; it opened its mouth and swallowed the river spewed from the dragon's mouth. Then the dragon was enraged with the woman and went away to make war on the rest of her children, who obey God's commandments and have in themselves the witness of Jesus.

    

October 17, 2005 message continues

Jesus speaks:      Why must it end this way, My chickadee,
                            when the fruits of heaven were poured out,
                            when the stars shown
                            in density in a black, naked night,
                            the Lady of the South came
                            garbed in gold,
                            appearing as the sign of the rainbow,
                            the sign of the covenant God made
                            to the people,
                            Yahweh's promise to men.

                        Rise up Jerusalem,
                            the night will shine
                            like the brightest day
                            but the bombs to wake the
                            sleeping children
                            must be set from the abyss
                            for the gift of the golden woman
                            did little to awaken them
                            from their sleep.

                        Rise up Jerusalem
                            for although the night presses in,
                            the golden glimmer of the sun
                            with its intense radiant light
                            is not far behind
                            and I waken you in the night My shepherds
                            to tell you you are not ready.

                        I waken a sleeping city,
                            whistles and lights I send your way,
                            letters and messages,
                            but YOU LOOK AND DO NOT SEE
                            you sniff and do not smell
                            you eat and do not taste
                            your ears have gone deaf
                            from the clanging sounds
                            of the evil nights
                            from the voices of the world
                            luring Mary's children
                            in their worldly sinful ways.

                        Blow the trumpet Jerusalem,
                            your Savior will come
                            in a radiant blast of light
                            blowing a horn of gladness
                            to the cities ravaged
                            by suffering and blood.
                            The martyrs, the innocent ones
                            giving their lives
                            for all who would not listen
                            when I spoke,
                            when I knocked on the door.

                        Your hearts will be made pure,
                            My shepherds
                            you must lead the way
                            My shepherds
                            do not throw sand
                            on your lights,
                            nor cover the bushel basket
                            the fire of My love
                            burning within you,

                        Light the lamps of Christianity,
                            put your clothes back on,
                            sharpen your tongues in praise of the Lord,

                        No longer be a blasphemer,
                            beg for forgiveness from your God,
                            obey the Commandments,
                            drink like a hind at the fountain of life.

                        Rise up Jerusalem
                            your light has come.

                        Remove the blinders from your eyes
                            your heads are buried in the sand.

                        Rise up Jerusalem
                            your light has come.

                        Alleluia

                            give praise

    

 

October 17, 2005

Messenger:    Dear People

                            I give my heart to Jesus and Mary with
                        you in love.

Jesus speaks:       I call you to prayer and love in your
                        hearts. I have given you the Prayer for
                        Union with Jesus I tell you the
                        secret of praying it often through
                        the day.

                            I call you to study the messages
                        in holiness, to come to Me with a
                        pure and holy heart. For what good
                        does it do you to come with competition,
                        jealousy, a struggle for power.

                            The devil works through these things
                        trying to get you to give into temptation.
                        Peace lies in this that your heart is
                        pure, free from any strains of vindictiveness
                        and hatred.

                            How easy it is to give into such
                        jealousy, when I call you to holiness.
                        Holiness is loving your brother, genuinely
                        doing your work with love and without malice for
                        anyone.

                            Habits, evil strains inside your
                        heart can be fostered by giving into
                        jealousy.

                            I call you to prayer hourly

  

Novena to the Infant of Prague
(to be prayed hourly if possible)

 
          O Jesus, who said, "Ask and you shall receive, seek and you shall find, knock and it shall be opened to you," through the intercession of Mary, Your most holy Mother, I knock, I seek, I ask that my prayer be granted. 

          O Jesus, who said, "All that you ask of the Father in My Name He will grant you," through the intercession of Mary, Your most holy Mother, I humbly and urgently ask Your Father in Your Name that my prayer be granted. 

          O Jesus, who said, "Heaven and earth shall pass away, but My word shall not pass," through the intercession of Mary, Your most holy Mother, I feel confident that my prayer will be granted.

   

October 17, 2005 message continues

Jesus speaks:      I call you to examination of
                        conscience, asking yourselves how
                        you have been impure and asking
                        Me for forgiveness.

                            Pray for forgiveness for your
                        sins.

                            Oh My people, My children are
                        suffering and many will lose
                        their souls.

                            I have called you to love to
                        not study the ways of the world, but
                        to know the peace of a pure spirit
                        within doing all your actions to
                        serve and love Me, loving your state of life in
                        service of Me. Of being one working
                        together to help promote the unity of the
                        world.

                            Unity is found when your heart is
                        loving and pure.

                            Today pray for purity of heart,
                        perform all your deeds for the
                        world to know My love through you.
                        Are you a Christian, show My people
                        My love.

                            Blessed are the poor in spirit
                            Blessed is he who loves with
                                all their heart to love
                                and serve Me and their
                                brothers.

                            Let the restlessness of your spirit
                        within you be filled with the peace
                        and love and joy that only real
                        love rooted in Me will give.

                            For if others look to you to
                        see My life living in you will
                        your light shine to them. For
                        you are so blessed for I live
                        so deeply in the graced soul.
                        The Father, Son and Holy Spirit dwelling
                        so deeply within you when you are in
                        the state of grace.

                            Do not give into the evilness
                        of the devil who wants you to
                        be jealous and lustful and prideful,
                        hateful of your brothers.
                        The way of the devil is hate and
                        My way is love.

                        But if I give you all these things
                        and knowledge of Myself and
                        you refuse to look at your own
                        impure ways of acting you
                        spread your dark cloud of competition,
                        hatred, unforgiveness, bitterness,
                        punish condemning to others.

                            Why go there when I call you
                        to be a light and to spread
                        My love.

                            I call you to be one in Me to live
                        as St. Paul says

                            "I have been crucified with Christ
                        and yet I am alive; yet it is no
                        longer I, but Christ living in me...."

                            I watch you and your selfish ways,
                        I watch you with your self-focus
                        and I ask you to sing My Prayer

                            Sing:   Prayer for Union

                            Beg for purity and healing in your
                        heart.

                            Sing:   Take Lord Receive

                            Let go of your hatred and
                        your bitterness.

God the Father speaks:

                            Are you Christ like?
                            How is your dress?
                            How is your tongue?
                            How do you show others
                                My light within you?
                            How pure are you?

Jesus speaks:  And for the sins you know in
                            yourselves do you beg
                            to be purified or do you
                            harbor your hate and
                            jealousy and tell the
                            world I am clean in
                            heart when in fact
                            your heart is not likened to Mine.

                            Oh little loved one, I want to
                        hold you as a child
                        close to My breast and draw
                        you to the inner chambers of
                        My pure and holy Heart love you
                        with My undying love for you
                        press you gently to My breast
                        and tell you of love of My
                        deep tender love for thee.

                            and you with your bitterness,
                        like a stiff babe do not come
                        to Me, but you lie about your
                        impure heart to yourself.

                        Let the waters wash your soul
                        Let the refreshment of a new
                            morning rise within your
                            breast

                        Let love radiate from within
                            your temple

                        Oh love - you while you live, that
                            your heart may ascend My
                            table with purity

                        When you come to Mass
                            when you come to make an
                                offering
                            Let your heart be pure
                        Offer Me your pure heart
                        bathed in My love

                        Oh throw your jealousy out
                        You can be like hard rocks
                            Coming to Me like stiff boards
                            and I call you to a heart
                            of peace and love.

                        I have called you Shepherds of
                            Christ to teach the world My
                            ways to fill them with
                            love. Let My light shine
                            from you for I watch
                            you habitually give into
                            your selfish ways of pride, jealousy,
                            hatefulness, envy, lust,
                            and I watch you call yourself
                            holy and you lie to yourselves
                            about the purity of your heart.

                            I am love and I have called
                        you to this vocation to spread
                        My love with pureness of heart.
                        Your answers are found in My
                        messages and you do not read
                        them and study them, so how
                        can you be living by them.

                            Your peace is in this, that
                        you look at yourself in a mirror
                        and see how you really are. When
                        you read My Blue Book writings,
                        My letters of love, My burning
                        love radiated from your chest
                        and now your love is cold
                        and many times you block My
                        ways when you give into satan
                        as he trips you up and you fall
                        for his lies and give into his
                        temptation.

                            Rise up Jerusalem

                            Clean the city of the debris

                            Like a street cleaner going
                        down the main street it
                        sprays its clear water and
                        the debris is washed away.

                            Oh My little lights shine
                        with love, not bitterness
                        your dark ways cast a shadow
                        and your radiance of My love
                        in you shines like a beacon
                        light.

                            A man ran a house with bitterness
                        and hatred and I knocked on
                        the door and he did not answer.

                            No ones knows when I will come in
                        the night and knock on your door
                        and you who lie to yourselves
                        about the disposition in your
                        own hearts may have lived
                        very impure lives.

                            Live lives likened to Me.

 

Matthew 5: 1-12

Seeing the crowds, he went onto the mountain. And when he was
seated his disciples came to him. Then he began to speak. This is
what he taught them:

How blessed are the poor in spirit:
the kingdom of Heaven is theirs.
Blessed are the gentle:
they shall have the earth as inheritance.
Blessed are those who mourn:
they shall be comforted.
Blessed are those
   who hunger and thirst for uprightness:
they shall have their fill.
Blessed are the merciful:
they shall have mercy shown them.
Blessed are the pure in heart:
they shall see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers:
they shall be recognised
   as children of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted
   in the cause of uprightness:
the kingdom of Heaven is theirs.

Blessed are you when people abuse you and persecute you and
speak all kinds of calumny against you falsely on my account.
Rejoice and be glad, for your reward will be great in heaven; this
is how they persecuted the prophets before you.

 
                            Sing song:  Beatitudes

                        Pray like this

   

    

The Our Father

    Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

    

October 17, 2005 message continues

Jesus speaks:  I have called you to paint My
                        messages of love to draw the
                        pen, to paint the picture, to
                        prepare the scroll to tell them
                        about truth and yet you smite
                        Me and try to deliver My letters
                        of love with a tainted heart

                            Oh you I have called to help
                        Me, why cast your dark, hateful
                        cloud on My sweet scents I send
                        to My people

                            For in the night the night
                        watchman knocked on your
                        door and your lamps were not
                        ready to go you poured sand
                        on the flame I gave you
                        you gave into satan

                            Your shadows were dark
                        your light did not shine
                        your heart full of debris and
                        unprepared and Mary appeared
                        in Clearwater and to you I
                        called to carry My light
                        how do you respond to the
                        real call within you
                        preparing your heart for
                        the long journey home to live
                        forever with your Father in
                        heaven

                            A foolish virgin has no
                        light for her lamp A wise
                        one a light, light enough
                        to light a whole city

                            Oh hold onto your bitter ways and
                        like pouring sand on the lamp
                        you snuff out My light and joy
                        that could radiate through
                        you if you rid yourselves of
                        the impurities of your heart.

                        Feelings of lust should be a
                            red flag of how far you
                            have wandered in taking
                            your eyes from Me

                        Let your eyes watch My mark
                            before you your eyes seeing
                            pure as the setting sun
                            the radiance of the light
                            on the horizon and the
                            beauty of its breath-taking
                            scene

                        But to you who give into the
                            pride of the heart, you
                            miss the purity of the
                            sunset with your evil intent

                        Oh I say
                            Look, but not see
                            Cry and never really shed real
                                cleaning tears

                            Your tears may be tears of the
                                morning after

                            And your bed was a chamber of
                                sin

                            When I called you to restful
                                sleep

                            You cried and thought your
                                lustful thoughts

                            You gave into your prideful ways

                            Your heart consumed with jealousies
                                bled in the night crying out
                                oh white of sunlit morning
                                one more day I may only have
                                make it a day to light the
                                world with joy and
                                pure sunlight from a heart
                                    one laden with pain and
                                    suffering from ones
                                    own sin and lies

                        A snow shovel comes down the
                            road and where once high
                            snow blocked your
                                way a way
                            is clear and the snow stands as
                            a garden showing the newly
                            cleared path

                            My path is a path of light
                        etched in the lives of the saints
                        the blood of martyrs on the newly
                            fallen snow

                        Your world preaches its undisciplined
                            ways and you give into
                            them

                        Discipline your thoughts to be
                            thoughts of love
                            Make ready your heart to
                                be pure and ready
                                for the journey

                        Let the green leaves of summer
                            sing in your soul
                            Let the Spirit fill your
                                hearts with love and
                                the crystal lake sparkle
                                in your heart

  

 

October 17, 2005 message continues

Jesus speaks:  My home you can see as the
                            most shimmering glass
                            coated lake stretching
                            into the abyss endlessly
                            laced with the reflective
                            golden light of Mary's
                            gown as she appeared to you
                            so many times, so many 5ths
                            in Clearwater

                            Some look and do not see and
                            they carry weapons of pride and
                                jealousy and lust in their
                                hearts

                            And like a blind cloth try
                                to put their ugly masks
                                on the eyes of those
                                who see the light on
                                the horizon
                            who see the sweetness of
                            the sun laden beautiful day

                        I paint My world with such
                            beauty
                            I give you a heart to love and
                                to see
                            Look and do not see

                        I speak to YOU
                            and you do not hear

                        I give you a sweet scent and
                            you do not smell

                        You fill your nose with
                            stink and
                        My sun rising before you does
                            not waken you in your seats

                        See the light
                        Carry My lamp in your hearts

                        Let love light the path of
                            those who walk near you

                        Be of a generous heart
                            discipline your will
                            pray to be enlightened about
                                yourselves

                            Carry the lamp of My love
                                into the dark night
                            And listen My people
                            Listen to the morning birds
                            chirp don't cover  your
                            ears

                            They sing the melody of
                                My love for you and

                                You miss  them

                        Pray and I will hear you
                        Praise Me and I love this Praise
                        Worship Me for I am worthy

                        Let your minds sing of the
                            morning light
                            no longer curse the darkness

                            LOVE LOVE LOVE

                            and carry the lighted lamp
                            that the sheep will follow
                            the road that leads to
                            My Heart.

                        I love you so much

                            I am Jesus your lover

                        I LOVE YOU

                        CARRY MY LOVE

                                TO ALL

 

 

Picture of the Sacred Heart of Jesus

Angels Will Read the Message

 

December 20, 1993 - 2:40 a.m.

Jesus speaks: Who will read the message? Angels will read the message. I will be by their side. I want the messages out. I want them out, I tell you. I want My people to hear all I am telling you. I want, not a few, but all to hear these words. They are private revelations given by Me to My people. The souls are, oh, so hungry for this one. They need to get these messages.

I am one crying in the desert. Make ready the way of the Lord. Prepare ye a path for the Master. He comes as a child in a stable. His people are asleep. Where are they and what are they doing with their busy lives? The angels will read the messages. They will rock the heavens and all will know My love and My might. From the housetops, shout this. Proclaim, "The day of the Lord is approaching. Make ready a path for Him." Will you comply with this demand to deliver a message to My people?

Time, child, is so short. You must ready all with My words of love. They are half asleep and dazed. They walk this earth with blinders on their eyes. My day will rock them off their rockers and they will know it is I with Whom they deal. No mistake will be made as to what is happening. All will see My power and My might. From the heavens shall come a sign and all will know from whence it comes. And the days that follow will be days to prepare men's hearts for My coming. I will not come unannounced. I will come with My power and My might and you will know what you will behold. Men will turn their hearts to Me with these messages. Get them out, I tell you, for their need is very great. I am patient and yet I am demanding. Ready yourself for this day of the Lord. I come as a baby into your midst, the angels sing, the choirs of heaven rejoice and you will know soon that I am very close to you all. Indeed you will know!

What awaits those in their feeble hearts! They run after such useless things when I, God, am talking in these letters. They think their world is their end. What an awakening they will have-a wide awakening!

I knock to make ready for My coming. You hear Me knock on your door in the night. Make ready this path so My people will read these letters of love. I am mighty and worthy of such praise. My people must realize My love in My intense might. What sign do you need? Do you think these messages were for your ears alone? Such power and wisdom in Rita's purse? This is not the idea. They are for all! My ease goes with you in all your undertakings to get these messages out.

Slow, too slow, I tell you. Shout My message from the housetops, that I am Lord and I am coming in your midst as a baby, but, with such might! My time is at hand. You tarry too long, My little ones. Time you do not have. This world is crazy! People are so busy at the malls. Oh, what foolish ones. I come as a baby into your midst. This is My birthday and whom do you worship? You worship idols! It is all such a sick world. Make ready My path, My little ones. Time is so short and you must not tarry any longer for into your hands I place My words for the world. They are mighty, little ones. Read them! What do you do with these words? Do you want proof? Look at Me hanging on the cross. It is out of this love of you I died a brutal death! Do you think I would not go to this extent to save the souls of My loved ones? Why would I come to this earth, give My life for all My beautiful creatures, and then, at this stage of the game, not send some mighty medicine to cure My sick little ones? You possess the mighty medicine. I mixed it with such love and I hand-deliver each message to shake My people to My love. The heavens will rock and the Son of Man will appear on a cloud and the glory of the Lord will be shown on high!

Get busy, you little people. The angels declare My words are given here. This is My gift to My people-distinct, clear letters proclaiming My love. Are you listening? Do you think I would not try everything to save My beloved ones?

Oh, I will go to any extent to save these little ones, so ornery and so stupid in their ways, so sinful in this evil world, but so precious to Me. I will come in My glory and I want every last soul.

I am God. Why would I not speak to you? I wait for you. I wait, I wait, but you are all so blind and dense. What you do is so silly. Your ways here have become sick and your hearts have become hard. But shout it from the housetops! I loved you to My death! I love you all in your sickness. I want you united under the mantle of My mother, praying and honoring God.

America, turn yourselves around before it is too late. Come and heed My harkening. Come, come, My children. Time is so short and a lot of mending must be done in your hearts. You have hardened them and now they must come back to life. Only I can give you this life in your hearts.

Heed My words here. I am gentle and kind in heart. My heart is a heart of love. I have hand-delivered these messages to My people and you are My delivery boys. Get them going, little ones. You tarry too much.

My gift to My people is My love this Christmas. I am showering all at this Center with grace this season. The devotion there pleases Me, but more must flock and they will be changed from hardened hearts to hearts for God. I am God, little ones. I came and I died a brutal death. I am calling to you all to deliver this now. Make this your top priority so they will hear My message of love and know the love I have for them. Do not tarry. Do this today, little ones.

end of December 20, 1993

      

 

Picture of the Sacred Heart of Jesus

I Wake You, Knocking

March 1, 1994 3:57a.m.

Note: I was awakened by noise that sounded like soft knocking. It continued until I got up.

Jesus: I am Jesus, little one. I have awakened you to deliver this message. Your days seem to go by so swiftly and you feel as though you do not get anything accomplished. You are feeling as if you follow yourself around. This is all the frustration of this end time. It seems that you and the world are totally disconnected. It seems as if you are compelled to do only My work.

When you pray the Prayer for Union with Jesus, I act through you as I desire. Your days are moving so swiftly and you are compelled to live only for the love of Me.

What else can you do and know Me as you do? You are following My way. I need you at this very moment to act for Me. Tell all to come and be with Me and pray the prayer for union with Me. I want to use each person to do My work. You are in a state of action. Things need to get done. All need to know My intimate love and know I am truly alive and dwelling in your midst. Listen to My commands to do My will.

You passed your test today. Do as I command even when you do not want to. I need your strict obedience. I will continue to prompt you and I need you to obey immediately. Do not tarry when I give you a command. All I tell you to do is crucial to My work. I am teaching you strict obedience. It is by your obedience, and the obedience of all who are fixed to Me, that My work will be done.

I come, I knock. I want these messages out, and now. Time is short. Do not tarry. I am giving you the mighty medicine. I do not care how, but I want My letters read by all. Do not spare the cost. Pass them out at the Center. The people there are My soldiers. I need them in a state of readiness to do all I command. You must obey everything I tell you. The senseless things I commanded you to do this day are not senseless. They are part of My plan.

My intimate love and the fire of My love, the union I have with each person at the Center, will light the dark world. They need to have their arms to fight the battle that is coming. Your arms are hearts filled with My love. This is only obtained from Me after Communion and in front of the tabernacle. Each person has an important role to play. Each person is a mighty force when that person is equipped with My love. Each person will be called to strict obedience. Preach doing My will.

These messages are My calls to action. I want all to respond with action. They need to be called to union with Me and compliance with My will. All need to be involved in the work at hand. Circulate My messages. They need My messages. I am talking to them personally in these messages.

My time is short. Each day lost is a large amount of time. I wake you, knocking, so you will do as I tell you here. Do not question. I want My messages out. This is the mighty medicine. You are the dispensers.

I am Jesus Christ, Son of the Living God. I am here to call all to a state of action, so sit up in your seats and focus entirely on Me and My work here. I am telling you all you need to know. These letters will change men's hearts. You must get these letters into the hands of the beloved ones.

I want union with Me. This is the force that will fight the cold war. This is what will change the hardened hearts.

Preach the love of Jesus to your flock. They will carry the light to the world. Their hearts will shine the brightest light in the darkness. This light is powered by My intense love enkindled in their hearts when they are busy about their union with Me.

I need all selfless and unattached to this world and totally in love with My Sacred Heart. My heart is the power you plug into when you come to Me. I have all the power. I am the Sacred Heart of Jesus. I am on fire for love of you. My love affair waits for My beloved. You hold the key to unlock this source of power. Preach about My love. Tell them about doing My will. Tell them about listening in the silence to My promptings in their hearts. Listen to all I tell you in the silence. Develop an intense love affair with the Sacred Heart of Jesus.

I am calling you to action and only I have your supplies. You are My soldiers in a cold war. Your supplies are your hearts, powered by My love. You must come and sit with Me to be charged. Sit in silence and read My letters of love in front of the tabernacle. I am the Almighty God. I have all you need. Come to Me and I will make you fishers of men. I will weave a blanket with all My beloved ones to cover the cold, scared earth.

My Sacred Heart is on fire with power and love. Nothing compares to the power of Jesus. I am God. I am mighty. I have all you need. Come and receive your supplies. So simple, you say? I, God, can say in a few words what others cannot say in volumes. I can do in a second what you cannot do in years. I am the Almighty God. When you stay fixed in Me, you have all the answers. Plug into My Sacred Heart. Come to Me for your power and your love.

I am alive this very day and I am in your midst. You tarry too long. You wander down roads and look for more answers when I am God and I am speaking to you here and now. I know all things. I give you all you need. Your answers are found in the quiet moments in front of the tabernacle and after Communion.

I am the Lord your God. I gave My life for love of you. All I give you is out of greatest love from Him Who laid down His life for love of You. If you come to Me, I give You this same love this very day! My heart is on fire with love of you. Come and let Me fill you. You will be powered by the mightiest force and your light will shine the brightest, for I am the Lord, God.

Why do you go to a barren desert when I give you all you need? Why search after idle pursuits when I, God, talk to you? Do you not trust that I have all the power? Do you think that I, God, need your help? I am the same Jesus Who came to earth and gave My life for you. What makes you think I would not send you letters this very day? If I, God, came and was born a human being for great love of you, do you not think I would send you a mighty medicine to heal My sick ones?

I am Jesus Christ, Son of the Living God. I live this day. I am in your midst. I died a brutal death and I come to you. I am Almighty. I can do all things and I am here, Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity, in Communion. What more could heal you than the Body of Christ in your breast? I, God, come to you present in Holy Communion! I am God and I come to you and you run from My church to do what? I am so upset for the indifference for Communion.

You are receiving Jesus, the Son of God, and that where I am, so is God, for we are Three-in-One, and where Jesus is, so is Mary--and you leave with your rattling tongues when I, the Divine Healer, come to you? God comes to you. God sits in the tabernacle and waits for you. Jesus, Who died a brutal death for love of you, sits in the tabernacle and waits for you and He sits all alone. I have all you need. I am God. I am almighty. I have all the power. You search endless paths. You look for answers from people who know no more than you, while I, God, wait with all the power and might!

So simple, so simple! You are making it all so hard. My love affair waits for you. That is all you need. I have all the power. Come to Me and be filled with everything! I am Jesus, Son of God. I come and dwell in your hearts in Communion and you run away when God is in your breasts. You are willful. You want to do things your way. You do not want to surrender. You think you have to be busy about your tasks. You want to do it your way, in your time. You want to think and deliberate. You want what you want.

I am God. I am telling you where all your answers are. They are found from God. Your vision is so limited. I know all things. I come, I dwell in your midst. You receive Me, God, in Communion and you wander around like blind men!

Come to God. I have all the power. I have the brightest light to light your path. You want to do it yourself. You do not know the ways of God. When you do it, you do it. When I do it, I am God and it is a success! Your job is to enkindle a strong love affair with Me and operate from what I prompt you to do. Such insights I give you. You will never figure them out without Me. Come to Me, My little ones. I furnish your starved souls. I give you all the insights you need. Pray to the Holy Spirit daily for His gifts. Pray the Our Father. Come to Jesus in Communion. Here is the powerhouse.

It all comes down to one thing, union with Jesus, love from the heart. Action, love, an ardent, on-fire, love affair with Jesus, the Son of God, your bridegroom, awaits and you keep us apart. Come and get your supplies. You are going into war without your ammunition if you do not come to Me. You are at war in this world and your arms are hearts filled with My love.

Surrender your willful ways and heed My direction here. Become selfless, trust in Me and obey My commands to let go. Be with Me after Communion and in front of the tabernacle. Not five minutes, for I give you 24 hours each day, but will you not sit one hour with Me? Be silent. Read My messages part of the time. I am speaking to you! Such power in front of the tabernacle! Carry My picture in your pocket. I am your lover. Look at Me. Your lover waits. Look at the picture during the day. Stay in constant union with Me. Pray the prayer for union with Jesus. I love you.

You hold the key to opening men's hearts to My love. Will you comply with My message here? Read each message and be busy about our love affair. I love you so much. You have pleased Me to speak of My love. I am your loving Jesus and My heart is on fire for love of You!

end of March 1, 1994

   

 


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