Easter (First) Friday, April 4, 1997
Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
Alleluia, Jesus!! Alleluia, Abba!! Alleluia, Holy Spirit!! Praise be to God! Alleluia!
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!! O, Sacred Heart of Jesus, thank You for this First Friday. Praise be
to You, Lord, Jesus Christ! Amen!
I would stand by every man’s shore and wait for him. I call out to My own. Do they
recognize My Voice? Here I am: in the Very Meal I feed them. Do they truly see that it is
I, the Lord? I am the Preparer of the Feast. I am the Feast, Itself. I am Glory. But eyes
would rather look askance. Away from Me than to Me. Why? What offer can the world make
that would compare with the inexhaustible love of Me for you?
Children, hear Me: I am here for you always. I am prepared for you. How prepared for Me
are you? Do you recognize My Presence? Do you at least, recognize the Sweet Aroma of My
Meal: My Body, My Blood? I say these things to you constantly. When do you learn? When do
you live? Fully? When do you open your heart to Me? For this is the number I seek: one:
you. Your heart. I am concerned with each one’s soul: yours. Be not looking left and
right, for the security of your sister and brother. I will fill your peripheral vision. I
have told you this. Your reliance must be upon Me. Jesus. Focus on Me. Jesus.
Be of Charity and good cheer. God, My Father, has made you for such as
this. Alien nation: Why would you prefer a life of alienation, to a
true life in Me. My Way is True. My Way is Life.
Glory awaits the hands of one whose outstretched arms are received by
Me. I have told you this as well. What do you learn? What do you
live? I ask you to think about all that I say. Learn and live, DO!
For this is My Loving Call to you From this shore. To you, out there
in the boat of life. It is I, The Master Who calls out to you. To come
and dine at My Table. To come and sup with Me. My Meal. My Holy Meal.
To be nourished by the Master of Life. I am Life. All are invited.
You are invited. You. Each. All. To Me. Come to Me. Yes, come to
Me. I am God proclaiming Myself to the nations. And My Voice shall be
heard. Yet, I would lose not one soul. For, that is My Nature. My
Desire. To save. To save. To save. Each man’s soul. Yours. Which
sits and gazes toward Me. One. That they all be one. Amen. (Amen,
Lord. Amen.) +
(Acts 4:1-12; Psalm 118:1-2,4,22-27; John 21:1-14)
With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary,
His Sarah