From Blue Book 3

The Crucifixion - May 25, 1994

Mary speaks:  As tenderly as I beheld my beautiful Son in my arms, and with such love, I watched His death on the cross with great anguish, my Heart torn apart by the sight of Him, hanging in such pain! I could hardly stand it! I was held up by my beloved John. Joy and pain-the pain to behold Him and His suffering, the joy to know your salvation was won through His blood!

Such lamenting! I could not cry deeply enough for the anguish I felt. His Blood was spent. His life was given. He did this, my child, for love of you. I am your mother. I love you, my precious ones. I love you as I love my beautiful Son, Jesus.

I am Mary, your beloved mother. Call to me. I know of your sufferings. I will comfort you. I suffered for love of you. You are so precious to Us. Live in the love of my Son. He is with you this day in the Eucharist. I am Mary, your mother. Thank you for responding to my call.    end of excerpt

 

From Blue Book 3

In Your Suffering, Become Intimate with Me

June 16, 1994 3:15a.m.

Ed. Note: The following occurred during the praying of a rosary at home.

R. (Agony). You, Jesus, did not lose Your focus on the Father, and You still had peace in Your Heart, but You sweat blood, so I think about my mental anguish. Such anguish, to sweat blood! Do You know mental anguish? You were a human and You knew You were going to die this brutal death. How I anguish over doing what You tell me to do. How ashamed I feel when You ask so little!

Jesus: (Scourging). They beat Me. I held nothing back. They tore My beloved flesh. I bled. They took My body, tied Me to a pole and beat Me. I could not move. I was bound. I give you freedom to choose to do little things and you say no. I could have broken the cords, I was God. I stayed bound, and subject to this awful violation of Me, for love of you. I love you. Don't ever say no to little acts I ask you to do to prove your love for Me. This offends Me so! I gave so much for you, little one. The acts I ask you to do are for your own good.

Accept suffering, accept it as your life with Me. I ask you to suffer. You miss My lessons I so sweetly teach. Quit complaining, suffer in silence, suffer with joy. Love your children, do not be glum around them. I call you to hard tasks. Do the hard things. Watch the results! Strive to be a saint. Saints never complain. Suffer My scourging by joyful acceptance of suffering. It is My way. It will save souls!

R. His Passion has meaning in how He suffered. How little He asks of us, yet we cannot even do it!

(Carrying of the Cross). Their eyes met, both in acceptance, both suffering, both silent, both knowing they had to accept it and He could stop it at any moment. He did it totally. They wept inside. How do we weep when we are offended? Did they holler from the housetops or weep softly? With such pain inside, her Heart pierced with such sorrow, as she beheld her beloved Son! Both weeping in silent surrender in such brutality.

Is this a lesson in silence? Silent acceptance! This is my lesson. I am complaining. Where am I? Certainly not a light that shines in the darkness! Doing His Will is silent acceptance. "She did it, He did it? It is so hard." How blind we are to so much!

(Crucifixion). She stood under the cross and cried to herself. Silent acceptance. She didn't protest.

How the body wants all to know how we suffer. Take away the pain. Did she take pain medicine or did He? They accepted in silence this horror. And We complain and complain!

Jesus: Suffer, My child, with joy. This is a key to sainthood. Pull your phones from the walls and take your complaints to My Heart. You are missing such rewards and I have to give you more suffering to learn the lesson.

R. Sweet surrender! It is as if I have a secret with Jesus and it binds me to Him. It is hard, but then I feel such unity with Him. He and I know, as Mary and Jesus felt when they looked into each other's eyes, such oneness to share the suffering. Such oneness, to share My intimate suffering with Jesus alone! What a treasure I lose, to miss such an intimate connection with Jesus! We have a secret. This creates such intimacy! He knows my heart. I mature in My relationship with Him.

Intimacy is sharing with the exclusion of others. To be intimate with Him, I share things with Him and not others. Suffering is such intimacy!

Jesus: To suffer and carry it and be glum casts a shadow on your fellows. To suffer and share only with Me creates a love, a bond and a trust that cements our hearts together.

R. The deepest suffering was shared between Jesus and Mary, looking at each other in total silence. Silence is the key to receiving benefits from suffering. "Suffer for Me with joy! Receive such a reward!"

Jesus: Do you wear your problems on your chest? "Oh," you say, "I have so much to learn and I fail so miserably," and I say you are blind and you must come to Me to be taught! Suffer with joy and in silence!

R. He is showing us constantly how we can have a deeper union with Him. It is I who keep myself away from Him.

Suffering is a bearing down. When you suffer, there is a weight you carry on your back. He asks us to suffer, to carry this cross with joy. As He carried His cross, He asks us to carry ours with greatest joy.       end of excerpt

 

April 25, 1994
The Sorrowful Mysteries

Note: These letters were received on April 25, 1994, at Medjugorje, from Our Lady. The message given in the fifth meditation from Mary was received on May 25, 1994.

1. The Agony in the Garden.

Jesus: I knew full well every blow, every wound, the crowning, the crucifixion. I saw My Mother’s suffering. I knew all that would happen. I sweat Blood. I suffered so much mental anguish for you, beloved one, for you. I said yes to all I knew would follow, yes to you, knowing how you one day would love Me, too. Oh, how I love you. Will you say yes to the suffering I send to you? Will you say yes to loving My beloved ones? Say yes to Me today. I loved you so.

2. The Scourging at the Pillar.

Mary: I am the Immaculate Heart. I love you with my tender Heart. I heard the blows they gave my Son. I could scarcely look up. I heard the blows, the awful blows. My Son stood in silence while they beat Him.

Jesus: All the whipping, all the brutality! The blows covered My entire Body. I bled profusely. I stood in My Own Blood. These were My beloved ones who beat Me. They tore My flesh until it hung from My Body and they laughed at their handiwork.

Do your brothers persecute you and say mean things to you? Do as I did. Respond with love. Anyone who is hating you is suffering from connectedness to Me. Pray for their conversion. Live to help them get to heaven.

3. Crowning with Thorns

Jesus: Think of someone you love very deeply yelling awful accusations at you. How it wounds your heart, My child. I sat there while they crowned Me with thorns and they hollered awful accusations at Me. They were My beloved ones, yet they stood there spitting at Me and hollering awful things at Me. Those whom I dearly loved, and they mocked Me and insulted Me and hurled their ugly hatred and lies at Me. I accepted all they did with a bleeding Heart and forgave them and loved them still.

Oh, you do not know suffering. Suffer for Me and lessen My load. This world is wounding My aching Heart. People are indifferent and hateful. They mistreat one another and are proud of their actions. Pray for your beloved persecutors. Don’t hate them. It is as with those who tore My flesh and mocked Me. They were so engulfed in darkness! They did not know what they were doing.

All that matters is how you love Me and one another. Love those who hate you. My way is a hard way. When they hurt you and holler every ill thing at you, look to heaven and praise the Lord for the trial. It is in suffering that you are drawn closer to My precious Heart. I shed My Blood for you. I suffered for you. Will you not suffer when I ask you to?

4. Carrying of the Cross

Mary: I could scarcely stand to walk the way with Him. I was so sick at what they had done but I wanted to be with my Son. I walked by the grace of God.

Jesus: My suffering was intensified by the sorrow and suffering of My Mother. My eyes met hers and I saw her red, teary face. All they did to Me, but to watch My beloved Mother suffer! She heard the cross as it thumped up the hill. The sounds were so loud and, at the sight, she had to look away.

Stand by Me and walk this road to Calvary. Listen and see My beaten Body. Hear the jeers of the crowd. Hear the thumping of the cross. Listen when it falls hard on Me and I can scarcely go any more. Walk with Me and be there, then think of the little crosses I ask you to carry. Do not put them down. Accept them for Me. It is in your crosses that you are drawn closer to Me. I endured all this suffering for deep and ardent love of you and I would do it today for you alone.

5. The Crucifixion

Mary: They hung Him on the cross. I was so weak I could barely stand. I was held up by John. I watched my Son in such agony. Oh, my beloved Son! What had He done to deserve such suffering? He loved you to His death. He was crucified for love.

Jesus: How do I tell you that I died for you? Do you even know I would do it today, just for you? They nailed My beautiful hands and feet to the cross. Big, gigantic nails they pounded into My precious hands. Such hard hearts! They pounded the nails through My feet. Blood spurted out and they continued. Such hardness of hearts. Look at your hands, My child. Would you allow someone to nail them to a cross? Would you withstand this torture for love? This is My love for you. It is not a little lip service love. It is the love that made Me lay down My life for you.

Surrender. I call you to surrender. Open your arms as I did when I died on the cross. Let all your worldly possessions drop around you and you will experience the joy of being free, united only to Me, of letting go and knowing that I, God, tend to your every need. To My death on the cross I loved you and I love you this way this very day. Let go and give it all to Me. I will care for you far better than you could for yourself. I am God and I love you more than you can love yourself.

Messenger: Jesus is dead, hanging on the cross, arms outstretched. His feet are not even on the ground. He is hanging by nails on a piece of wood. What do we hold on to? He wants us in midair in total surrender.

Jesus: Oh, little ones, how you squander your possessions. How you hold on to people, how you won’t let go! See Me in total surrender. I gave My very life for you. What do you hold on to, My little ones? Little bits and pieces you give to Me and you hold tightly to your lives. All will go up in smoke and only the things of God will remain. Not one pair of shoes do you take with you, only your love given to God and to others.

 

 

Matthew 27: 31

And when they had finished making fun of him, they took off the cloak and dressed him in his own clothes and led him away to crucifixion. 

Jesus speaks: My dear child, if you stay close to Me, then I live in you and you live in Me. I am He Who created you and I love you with such an intensity that you will never know. My words are your truth. You must abide in My heart in all things. There is no room for doubt. My ways are steadfast, direct, and without error.

    You must stay rooted in Me to ward off the power of the evil one. His grip is paralyzing and crippling. His power is stronger every day.

    When you live in Me, I am in your heart and he has no power over Me. I am your God. I am your true lover. I want to protect you. I want to guard you from this force. Stay rooted firmly in Me and he will have no power.

    I am He Who comforts you. My hand is upon you. Hold tight to Me, My child. My eyes are fixed right on you. You are My most precious child. I love you as no other can. My arms are about you. My tenderness surrounds you. My love is in your heart. You go not alone. I walk with you.

    I share every aspect of your life with you. Cling to Me, feel My presence. It is warm and secure within your chest. There is no room for fear, for I cast out fear and bring you comfort and joy.

end of May 13, 1993 message

   

                                    Jesus appeared to Fr. Carter, giving him
                                        a constant vision of Himself and this
                                        message 

Words of Jesus to Members of Shepherds of Christ Associates:

"My beloved priest-companion, I intend to use the priestly newsletter, Shepherds of Christ, and the movement, Shepherds of Christ Associates, in a powerful way for the renewal of My Church and the world.

"I will use the newsletter and the chapters of Shepherds of Christ Associates as a powerful instrument for spreading devotion to My Heart and My Mother's Heart.

"I am calling many to become members of Shepherds of Christ Associates. To all of them I will give great blessings. I will use them as instruments to help bring about the triumph of the Immaculate Heart and the reign of My Sacred Heart. I will give great graces to the members of Shepherds of Christ Associates. I will call them to be deeply united to My Heart and to Mary's Heart as I lead them ever closer to My Father in the Holy Spirit."

- Message from Jesus to Father Edward J. Carter, S.J., Founder, as given on July 31, 1994,
feast of Saint Ignatius Loyola, Founder of the Society of Jesus (The Jesuits)

September 27, 2001 Second Message  
                     
Messenger:      I see my life as a process, not as a single
                    event although many singular events
                    may have great impact on my life.

Listen of My Intense Love

April 22, 1994

On a bus.

You must find time to be alone with Me. Take time and focus on Me all through the day. I wanted you on this trip. Pray constantly. Do not waste one moment. I am your God and I love you. Do not waste precious time. Always spread My love to My beloved ones. I love you.

At Father Joza's Church

My dear child, write to Me. You must write when I call you to write. Put yourself into a smoke screen. We are alone. Feel My presence. Forget the world and let go totally to Me. Do not focus on anyone but Me. See My suffering face. See Me, My child, and know of My love for each person. I am so ardently in love with each and every one. When you focus on My crucifixion you will become closer and closer to Me. See My face, dying on the cross. I am the Son of God. You are My beloved one.

Think only of Me. Block out all those around you and be with Me. This is a place to pray to Me. Any distractions are not your problem. Be alone, be with Me, entirely alone and in union with Me. Block out all that is around you. You can write on a plane-anywhere. You must harken to Me when I call you. Listen to My intense love for you. Be alone with Me now. I love you.   end of excerpt

June 26, 1995 - The Pain - Naples, Florida

R. He spread His arms, He gave His all, Jesus, the Son of God, the greatest sacrifice, He gave Himself entirely for the good of all men. He opened His arms, He died on the cross.

    His arms were covered with blood, His arms so weak and filled with pain, wounded. His arms, the pain shot up His arms and the final blow to each arm a nail through each precious hand.

    All the agony He experienced, all the pain, and the crown, to each arm, a nail hammered into the hand.

    All the nerves cut and severed by the nail, the pain shooting up His precious arms, the final blow given to His most precious members.

    The legs that carried Him, that carried the heavy cross, the legs that were forced and cajoled, that continues to Calvary - the legs weakened, skinned, bleeding, beaten, burned, the legs that knew patience and perseverance, the legs connected to a sore foot that was rubbed and gashed and bleeding, the members of Jesus, filled with such pain and exhaustion, now is crowned with the final glory. The nail that was driven into the foot, the pain shot up this already weakened leg, covered with blood and wounds and pain, the final blow, the nerves severed by the hammered nail.

    A blow to each hand, a blow to each foot, a blow to the head, a stamping that pressed down and continued in excruciating pain.

Jesus: They numbered all My bones. They gave Me vinegar and gall to drink. They gave Me a cloth to wipe My blood-covered flesh.

    What did they give to Me? Love is giving, My dear ones. How many of you are wounded when you are not given things by your brothers you love?

    My members were in such pain, the pain shot up My arms. My legs were so weak I could scarce move them. I was filled with pain within them.

    To all who watched, they saw a man, weakened and covered with blood and wounds. They did not see the pain inside that shot up My legs and arms, the nerves inside My body that sent signals of deep pain to My central nervous system. They did not see the nerves inside sending pain signals everywhere.

    The final blow being to each hand and foot, the severing of My nerves by the blunt and rusted nails.

    An arm extended. A final blow. I beheld a nail pounded into My hand and the pain shot up My arms, unbearable to a human mind.

    Do you know of the pain within My body? Signals sending messages of deep pain everywhere. I knew all of these sufferings in the garden. So great were the sufferings to My mind, I sweat blood.

    My flesh was covered with wounds. My arms were stretched from their sockets. My body was beaten and bleeding, every inch of My body covered with deep wounds. But, My loved ones, you miss the depth of My love. My wounds were so deep, but the final wound, the pounding of the nails in My hands and feet, a severing of the nerves, an ending of the deepest pain, to experience even deeper pain, beyond your human comprehension, it was done to the Almighty God, a Divine Person, I suffered the final blow to each member.

    The pounding in the hands and feet, the crown to each member, and they numbered all My bones. My nerves a network of pain running throughout My entire body.

    The pain within the body, the pain recorded in My loving head, the pain sent by a network of nerves in My body, now records the final blows, the nails in the hands and feet, the pain being recorded from every thorn that pierced My skull, every gash to My body, the pain, the pain, the pain - a network of signals and pain, running through My body and the final hour, the pains recorded on the cross, arms outstretched - a surrendering to all pain. I surrendered to a body laden with pain.

    You focus on your little problems, your little aches and pains. You discuss them and show the world your pin pricks and sufferings.

    Do you want to know holiness and love? They gave Me vinegar mixed with gall. This was their offering. They gave Me a cross. They crowned My head with a crown of thorns.

    This, My dear ones, is suffering, My beloved souls, I gave My life for and this is their return.

    A severing of My nerves, the final blows to all the aches and pains recorded in My nervous system. This was one of the final blows - the rusted nails pounded into My hands.

    You will feel little aches and pains in your hands and feet to remind you of this message. Your understanding of the immense pain within will deepen. What was visible to the eye on My battered body was nothing compared to the pains within. I gave My all. I gave My insides, My mind, My Heart, wounded for the love of men.

    All functions in the body were stopped.

    The final curtain, blood and water pouring out from My Heart, show that all functions of the body had ended.

R: All signals that carried messages of immense pain had ended, the final act of surrender for God to die to this human body and surrender His flesh.

Jesus: And end, a beginning, the water and blood flowed from My Heart, the beginning of My life in the Church, life flowing into your spirit.

R: Come give me life, abundant life. I thirst to be with Thee.

Jesus: My blood was spent. My human flesh and blood offered as the sacrifice, the sacrifice of Calvary is now made present at every Mass.

    An end, a beginning, and the grace and life flow through the sacraments in the Church. My life flows to you in the Mass. Mary, the Mediatrix of all grace, stands by the side of the altar and the grace flows from the Father, through My body offered up as a sacrifice in the Holy Spirit, given through the Mothership of Mary to you in the Church.

    You stand under the cross with My Mother and you receive the gift given, My Body, My Blood.

R: Man is reconciled with the Father through the Divine Person, Jesus Christ, and you receive His life poured out to you as Calvary is made present in the unbloody sacrifice of Jesus Christ.

    Do you feel the graces poured out to you at this sacrifice of the Son of God at every Mass? Do you feel the presence of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit and Mary, all the angels and saints, and the souls in purgatory? Do you feel united as one at the sacrifice of Calvary sacramentally made present upon the altar through the priest? The priest who now puts on Christ and through Him the dispenser of this life given to man.

Jesus: Oh, My beloved ones, love so dearly your priest. Give him such reverence. He is the chosen instrument of God and you treat him with such ordinariness. You are so blind and so dumb in your ways.

    And they numbered all My bones. Each nerve carrying a message of My love of mankind, each member in My Church carrying a special message, all united as one working in harmony according to the Father's will, each carrying a message of love to one another.

    The body is many members, you are the messengers of My love. Christ is the head. The message does not flow as it should when some are cut off from the Head.

    They nailed My hands and feet and My nerves were severed by the nails, such pain, undescribable in words, the severing of My nerves from the body, the severing of many members from the body of Christ.

    My Body given for all on the cross, the network of nerves within carrying the messages of My love to all mankind. My body covered on the outside with blood and wounded, the pain recorded within.

    Your Church, covered with blood on the outside, the slaughter of innocent babies, the homosexuality, the sins of the flesh, the members that have severed themselves from the source by their sins, but the pain is carried in the nerves inside. The blood of the Lamb shed for each and every soul, the real pain carried within. The life is weakened in your Church because the love of God is so weak in many members. The messages of love are not being transmitted as they should be. Your body shows the wounds, but your pain within is the root of the problems. The pain is from the messages of love that are not being transmitted.

    Unless you seek to fill your priests and sisters with the fire of God's love, fill their hearts with burning love for God, your Church will continue to show the marks of the blood shed without. I give to you these letters as a mighty medicine for this world, directed to make men's hearts burn with love of God and love of one another. The rosaries are meditations and messages given from the Hearts of Jesus and Mary.

    These messages will make men's hearts burn with fire for love of God.

    You have ignored the importance of these letters.

    I send to you the mighty medicine to heal a hurting world.

    My priests and religious need these messages. The love of God will be transmitted to the Church from these messages when you circulate these letters.

    The devil has blocked the minds of men involved in these messages because of their importance to the world and the Church.

    I am speaking to you Fr. Carter to help to get these messages published and circulated as soon as possible. I give to you a mighty medicine for a sick world.

    Read St. Thomas Aquinas about the medicine for the sick Church.

    You know what these messages have done for you. I am Jesus. I give to you the mighty medicine for a sick world, for a sick Church, rosaries and letters from the Hearts of Jesus and Mary.

    Your Church shows the wounds of bloodshed, abortion, homosexuality, sins of the flesh, murder of little children's minds with sex education in Catholic schools and you hold back the gifts of God's love I am giving to the Church and this world.

    My arms were weak and wounded but the final blow as the nail put in My hand. It severed the nerves.

    The final blow is the bloodshed in the Church, the slaughtering of children's minds in Catholic schools. My children are pure and innocent. They are not being taught messages of God's love, they are being taught messages of sick sex and coldness.

    Men's hearts have turned cold. They have been severed from the life of the body. The body is decaying from within. Only with the love of God enkindled in men's hearts will this bloodshed stop.

    I beg you to publish and circulate these messages in the Church. I am Jesus. I am giving you the mighty medicine for the world. Your body wears the marks of the bloodshed, only with messages of My on-fire love will it stop.

    Mary leads you to Jesus. Never is she the end. The Father has a plan. Mary's messages have led men and will lead men to Jesus. Satan has tried to stop all efforts to publish and circulate these messages. I am the Almighty God. The funds will come when you circulate and publish these messages and rosaries under the Shepherds of Christ Publishing. I am working with Fr. Carter and Rita as messenger to renew the Church and the world. Each messenger has a very vital role in the Father's plan. The significance of these messages are being overlooked. You are not studying the messages as a whole and their content. There are five unpublished Blue Books and more than four Rosary Books which I and My Mother have given to this world in the last 14 months. I have also given 15 songs of My love. I am begging you to see to the recording and publishing of this music. I beg you to listen. This is the mighty medicine for the Church and the world to draw men to the burning love of Jesus. Please harken to My call. I will send you the money. You must study and read these messages. This is a fulfillment of Fatima - these messages were given to bring priests to the burning love of Jesus. I am Jesus, your beloved Savior.   end of excerpt

   

August 10, 1994
After Mass, Fr. Smith's Chapel

Very carefully discerned by Father Carter

    See Mary as she beholds the baby in her arms. She looks at Him so tenderly. His sweet baby eyes look up at the eyes of His loving Mother. Such tenderness between Mother and Son, such oneness to hold her infant Son so lovingly in her arms. Oh, do we ever know the tenderness between a baby and his loving mother?

    A life of close union between this mother and this Son, a life of her looking into His loving eyes. Such silent, but strong and loving communication! Such a strong bond-their eyes meeting-from one soul to the other soul.

Song: See the eyes that look at Mary (Verse l)…

    Deep, deep communication, a deep bond, indescribable in words, a touching of the souls! And the peering look between Son and mother on the road to the crucifixion. What a peering look, what communication between this Son and Mother. Seeing the other suffer was as agonizing as each's very own suffering-suffering and oneness between a Son and His mother. A peering look, deep into the very souls. Such an intimacy between Them!

    How can one describe in words this oneness, this union between the Son and His Mother? The perfect love between Him and her. Total giving of each person in such love to the other. To see the suffering of the other was as agonizing as-if not more than-each's own suffering.

    How His passion and crucifixion were intensified by the sufferings of His dear Mother! How her sufferings were such a sharing in our redemption, the swords that pierced her Heart! The eyes of Mary that invisibly bled as she watched such brutality to the beloved baby she once carried in her womb and held in her arms!

Song: Little baby hands and feet…

    Mary held the Child Jesus when he was a baby; she watched Him and cared for Him as a little boy; she was so attentive to the needs of her little Son. Will we ever know this connectedness between Their loving hearts? Do we know this oneness? The peering eyes on the way to Calvary tell the story. They tell the story of this oneness. They tell the story of her watching this horrid event of her beautiful baby Son and His horrible passion and death.

    Her eyes! Oh, Mary, help me to see the love of Jesus through your eyes! You watched Him as a baby, you watched Him as a child. You watched Him grow into the beautiful man He became and you, Mary, watched Him all through this bitter passion and death. Your eyes saw the love that He gave for us. Now you come, Mary. You appear to tell us to go to this Son. You knew more than anyone His love to suffer so for us. You come and appear with blood in your eyes and tears running down your cheeks. You show me your sorrowful face, your young face, your old face, your joyful face. This was the face Jesus peered at as He walked His walk to Calvary. This was the face that appears now to tell us the story of His love this very day. I see your parade of faces, Mary, old and young, sorrowful and joyful. I see these faces that Jesus beheld. Your face tells the story of His love for us.

Mary: This is my beloved Son. This is my baby. This is the child I bore in my womb. He came to give you love. He came to be God-made-Man among you this very day. He is, my children, no less present in the Eucharist than He was at Calvary and you go after such incidental things. My Son loves you. I show you my face so you can tell the world of our love. Live our lives in the rosary. Let our lives live in your day. The way to eternal happiness is to be likened to my beautiful Son.

    I watched my Son. I lead you to the ardent love of my Son, Jesus. His Heart burns for love of you. Come to Him this day. Give Him your love. Spend time with Him. He is alive and in your midst in the Eucharist.

Note: I smelled roses very strongly throughout this message.

Song: See the eyes that look at Mary (Verse 2)…

R. This is the Son of the Father, the Son of God, born of Mary through the Holy Spirit, and He lives this day in your hearts. Share His love for you. Go to Him through Mary's Heart. She who is so closely united to Jesus! Their hearts are so close to one another! As their eyes were joined in such oneness, their hearts are joined in such intimacy. Go to Jesus' Heart through His beloved Mother, through her who bore Him in her womb, her who watched Him give Himself for love of you.

end of excerpt

    I thought of My intense love for you—that many would go to heaven because of My suffering—and I continued to the top of the hill. At the top they laid Me on the cross and with a big hammer nailed My hands to it. It was the worst (suffering) yet. My hands were nailed with big nails and the big hammer. Oh, it was unbelievable! Then, as if that weren’t enough, with a big nail they nailed through both feet.

    Then they lifted the cross and banged it into (a hole in) the ground. My shoulders ached from how I hung. My head bobbed and My neck ached and they laughed and said, "Now save Yourself." I hurt so much! I suffered this way for hours—which seemed like forever—and they glared at Me and laughed! My Mother watched in such agony.

    For love of you, to My death I gave you My Body. My child, I shed My Blood and gave you My life that you might be with Me forever in heaven – not for a day, a month or a year, but forever with Me in heaven.

    I am the true Bread come down from heaven. He who eats My Flesh will have life forever. For the drink I give you is My Blood and food you eat is My Body. Who would lay down his life for a friend? I did, for you. I love you this much, child. Forget about those who reject you. You have My life that I gave you and I give you life eternal.

    I am the One true God. I am the Light of life. He who abides in Me will have life eternal, for the drink I give is My Blood and the food I give is My Body. Drink and eat and have everlasting life.

    My child, that is all you need to know. Love one another and be good that you may enter into My kingdom.   end of excerpt