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. |
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A Prayer for Intimacy with the Lamb, the Bridegroom of the Soul
Oh Lamb of God, Who take away the sins of the world, come and act on my soul most intimately. I surrender myself, as I ask for the grace to let go, to just be as I exist in You and You act most intimately on my soul. You are the Initiator. I am the soul waiting Your favors as You act in me. I love You. I adore You. I worship You. Come and possess my soul with Your Divine Grace, as I experience You most intimately.
Messenger: Include Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Center in 6:20 prayers.
Messenger: At the close of the 17th day, early April 18, I kept falling asleep as He spoke to me.
Jesus speaks: The dark shadows incumbent on a black sea, the glistening light of the sun kissed morning as the reflections of light dance on a ever glistening sea of glass, a beauty for one who beholds the dark shadows, and the spectrum of brilliant dancing rainbow colors of glistening light.
A SEA OF GLASS YOU SAY.
A NIGHT OF ANGUISH AND PAIN.
AN EYE COVERED WITH THE CRUST OF A CATARACT.
AN EYE WITH THE CRUST REMOVED AND ONE SEES THE BEAUTY OF THE LIGHTED DAY- SO MUCH MORE CLEARLY.
Messenger: Oh, my God, instruct the tired and weary travelers of the earth. Remove the shadows, lift the crust from their eyes and let us see; let us see. Let us see.
Jesus speaks: Oh children, review the story of Genesis, the light, the dark, the water, the land, the creatures and their gifts to each other.
YOU ARE MY CHILDREN OF EVE.
You must breathe in the freshness of a day of steady cure, but you don’t yet understand.
Mary speaks: Oh, I appear one so fair, a Lady clothed with the sun, not for Americans only, I appear for the world and the message I deliver is for all. I want you to come and see me on my building, my tower of light and beauty.
Messenger: Where there was an era of ordinary, man-made beauty, the Lord sent the Lady to appear, a Mother fixed on helping them. Mary appears a Mother to the children of the sinful race, all have sinned, God forgives and gives great pardon.
Mary speaks: I appear, Mother of the Universe, Holy Mother, your Mother, Mother of the Church. I appear spotless and pure to woo you to a deeper union with my Son, Jesus.
I am the Lady of Victory, I do appear to you. Oh, One so fair, did He cry for riches that cold night? No, He, the Almighty God, came in a stable and He could have come anyway He so chose.
Messenger: Oh, lights in the night could be taken for granted and yet no matter how we take them, the luminaries are put there to light a darkened sky, put there by One Who creates and makes perfect.
A light shines to the nations, one to open the eyes of the Gentiles, one to raise the eyes of a pilgrim race, the eyes of the people once stooped in shame and open for the coming of the new day.
A light of Victory streaks across a sullen sky to alert the youth, the ones that must be ready for a Bridegroom that comes unannounced and is awaiting the peace of this new day.
Mary speaks: Oh, Israel, I lament the cries piercing My heart.
Messenger: Oh, the golden morning gives way to the sulking light of a dark day.
April 18, 2000 - Second Message
After communion next day
Messenger: A Spirit comes to sanctify and make holy, make whole. A Spirit comes to fill a tired and weary soul, one who is wrought with distaste and wonder. The Spirit of the Lord inebriates the heart and soul with the spirit of a higher nature, one that fills the heart with God’s glistening grace.
Jesus speaks: Oh, cry you wounded children, but soon the wounds will be healed, for you will know Me and the anguish of the pain-racked bodies and spirits will be elevated to a level of wholeness, grace and beauty. Oh, lights of heaven, shine on these little children so wounded and blind in their ways, shine like the brightness of the nightly luminary as it hangs from the crest of that piercing dark sky.
Messenger: One so fair appears, the woman comes at night, clothed in grace and beauty to comfort the little ones who gather. Like a mother who comes by the bed of her children to comfort them and assure them. Although there may be impending danger ahead, her motherly mantle is truly upon them, and they are held secure under its garb.
Oh, lights of heaven, I call to you to give us a sign of God’s power and might and the sign is not given as I request. It is given in grace and beauty from the hand of God. For is it not understandable that One Who creates light and darkness would care for the sweet creatures that the Son of God, God-Made-Man, came to save?
Oh power of the heavens, inebriate me with the enormousness of God’s might.
A little speck in this vast universe I am, but one who is so aware of the presence of God’s grace within me, making me an instrument in which His saving grace acts in me.
I am little, but so mighty in Him.
I am filled with fear, and yet the power of God fills me and I jump to reach them all if I can with the story of God’s might.
A lesson, a teaching, a Master, Our God, the One Who lights that black, crest-fallen sky with one light so perfected in grace and beauty that it shines above all the rest.
And yet, if He so desires, He can light the entire sky as He has done in a single flash of lightening, showing us how a sleeping town, although at rest, still exists under the darkness.
And the heavens declare a day of the Lord is indeed upon us. A sleeping city under a mask of black and glorious sky. For the sun steals across the horizon and dark nights burst forth with gentle glades of glorious light, first a little, a soft gentle light then a little more, maybe one of pink hew, a surprise for the gaping eyes, a little more and the whole sky burst forth in gentle light, only to reach the intensity of the sun lit morning and the brightness soon of a noon-day sun.
Overhead, the wonders of One Who creates, underneath, the sleeping city under the ever changing sky, and yet He never changes, the constancy of God and His Might is always with us, the I AM, the God of the Universe, the God of the World, the God of all times, the Supreme, Perfect Almighty One, Who never sleeps, nor changes.
Jesus speaks: My men, you see with eyes unveiled an ever changing pattern of the development of men, not mice, created in the image and likeness of God, but you don’t see the plan of the Creator, of One Who creates. You see bits and pieces, you see truths and untruths, and the truth exists in Him as you dwell in His Heart.
I am One Who saves.
I am here present with you in My writings, you will know Me.
I am the Divine God.
Harken to My cry.
Hear the Voice of One Who loves you.
Wisdom, My sons, no human mind is like the mind of God. I reveal the secrets of My Heart in these writings for My Church and My world. The writings come from the Divine Mind, not from one of human origin.
The devil masks the plan of God and fights My messengers so you will remain blinded. I unveil the good and the bad, that your eyes will be opened and you will know the truth, for it is I who speak here.
I AM God, Chief Shepherd of the Flock.
Oh, men of the earth awaken and harken to Me. You are prideful and filled with sophisticated theories of ones so wise they deceived you and you don’t recognize the voice of One who comes to save.
A Shepherd I am, One Who comes to set the captives free and send you into the orbit of a new day, and you smite Me and turn aside to hear once again from the minds of men.
In all your dealings, your human minds will never fully comprehend the story of the Almighty God. Get down from your thrones and let Me have what is My due. My place of honor is a chair in which you, My men, may not sit. It angers your God and makes you, oh, so foolish, when I am so kind to give you such wisdom and you smite Me and gag Me with a rag you stick in My mouth. Oh, children of Israel, hear Me. I am a Good God, I come to shed My light across that darkened sky and make it the intensity of a sky at high noon as you have never seen before.
Do not fight My ways and what I come to tell you. Watch the show "Veggie Tales" from Sunday’s rosary.
My men, I am God, hear Me.
Hear Me and be glad.
And the light shown on high and men honored their God Who claimed the throne, while the men kissed the ground beneath His feet.
Oh, men of Israel, harken to the voice of One Who saves and comes to lead the strayed ones home to Me.
My men, harken to the sound of My voice.
I am Jesus Christ, the Son of God, Chief Shepherd of the Flock. This is My Movement, Shepherds of Christ. I come to set the captives free, I come in these revelations to unveil your eyes and show you the light of a sunny day. As the lightning cracks across the sky, and you see from the streaks of light, a sleeping city made new and gleaming in light, I come to unveil your eyes to what lies beneath the darkness that you see now.
Let me lift the crusts from your eyes. Open your hearts and hear Me. Do not fight the plan of the Father to make a new day. Listen to My voice, harken to Me.
I come to set the captives free, to renew My Church and My World.
For days of splendor are upon you, but first My wrath. Your mother Mary looks, her face above you, comforting her little ones like a mother hen who protects the chicks on their way. Oh My people, I am your God. I speak here.
I love you, open your hearts and your eyes. Would one of human origin speak with this wisdom to you?
Wake up, you are keeping your heads in the sand.
Rise up, walk and live.
Your eyes will see, the light will replace the darkness and your hearts will throb with the gifts I give you. My revelations come from the Divine Mind, not from a human person. Oh, please, do not be stiffnecked, open your eyes and see the glory of the transfigured Lord, see the death and after that the resurrection.
I am the God of glory, I am the God of new life, I am the God that died to be reborn in your hearts, that you would walk anew in the shadows of a glorious light.
I come to take My little sheep home to the temple. The temple is My Sacred Heart. The temple of God, your home and dwelling place.
Oh, children of God, harken. I speak as never before. The wise will know, those caught in their own dealings will be caught off guard. Many will lose their way.
Mary, My Mother, appears as a sign, the Lady clothed in gold in the night to woo you to the Heart of Her Son. I am Jesus, the Sacred Heart of Jesus, I come to take you home, you will hear My voice, you will know it is I who speak, I am the Divine God.
Excerpt from April 6, 2000, Daily Message
Messenger: Mary appeared in gold on the building at the end of the rosary April 5, 2000.
As we sang songs to Mary and Jesus she became more and more golden in color.
Her whole position, top and bottom, were gold as finest gold panes. It was indescribable in words. It was like gold panels, but not "earthy". The richest gold, not like anything man-made. Not like anything on earth. Like panels of gold jewelry. I cannot describe it.
The middle sections looked like rainbow gold. The progress was gradual. As we sang it became more and more elegant, until she remained solidly like the way I tried to describe.
The whole body of people gathered witnessed this beauty as she appeared.
She stayed this way for a long time afterwards.
In today’s message Mary reminded me that she had requested public gatherings on April 5, 1995, and thereafter.
This was the 5 year anniversary. Usually at night when we sat beneath Mary’s image the window looked dark, almost dark and her outline was barely seen.
On December 17, 1999, on the 3 year anniversary, she appeared on the building and all saw her.
She appeared again toward the end of the rosary when I was there January 5, 2000.
Last night was so beautiful. It was the Lady clothed in deep gold, so visible to us as our loving Mother - the Lady clothed in gold.
Mary speaks: Trust in your God, my children. I appear that you will see me, the Lady Clothed with the Sun, and believe.
My children, I appeared in golden splendor after the rosary on April 5, 2000. On April 5, 1995, I called the first public gatherings of rosaries given on the 5th to the public.
Mary speaks: On this 5 year anniversary, I appeared as a Lady clothed with the golden glow of beauty in the darkest night.
My children, you are dealing with your God. This is His mission to help renew the Church and the world.
(End of Excerpt from April 6, 2000, Daily Message)
Mary's Message from the
Rosary of August 27, 1996Mary speaks: I stood beneath the cross of my Son, and my Heart was in such pain for I saw Him before my eyes. I saw Him covered with blood. I saw Him die. My Heart, my children, my Heart to watch my Son, but my Heart, my Heart, how I suffered for my little children of the world that give in to this world and give up the love of my Son. O my little children of light, I give you this message. Carry this light into the darkness for your Mother Mary, for I stood beneath the cross and I cried. I cried for the little ones. I cried for the young ones, the ones that do not care and will lose their souls. How do I make you see for you will not listen to me? What can I do? I come. I appear. I beg. I plead. I give you these gifts from my Son, and you reject me. I do not deliver messages very often anymore for I have been ignored. The message is the same. You do not read the messages I have given to you. Please help me. Help the little children. I appear. I appear. I appear, and I am ignored. I stood beneath the cross, and I cried. I cried, and my Heart was in such anguish for my little children, for I am searching for them this day as I searched for the Child Jesus. Please, please help me. I cannot hold back the hand of my Son any longer. I am Mary, your Mother. I ask you to help my children. You are my children of light.
Song: O Lady of Light, shining so bright, be with us this day, guiding our way, O Lady, O Lady of Light.
Mary speaks: I appear to you as Our Mother of Sorrows.
(End of Mary's Message)
MY VALENTINE FOR JESUS AND MARY
AND THE WORLDI _________________ give my heart to
You Jesus and Mary on this day
_________________
I promise to help spread the devotion to
the Hearts of Jesus and Mary.
Q: How does my sharing myself in these letters in loving ways help me to love others more?
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