Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
O Lord, I love You, I adore You. O Lord, I believe in You. I trust in You!! O Lord! I
have ‘seen’ (at the end of Rosary) a burst of birds. As if they were flung from
an arm on which they’d been perched. For, they all flew upward with such a thrust, my
Lord. And it was a beautiful sight, Lord. Thank You, Lord. I am left with feelings of
freely flying. Free in You. As You would leave us to fly. Upward toward You, O my God. And
You have asked me to write for you. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. Amen. Alleluia. Amen. With head
bowed before You. O God, I wait for You. Amen!!
I have spoken of a day of reckoning. Child, it is a day of decision. A day based on
fact. This is what is required by humanity. And I shall allow it. (My Lord, I do not
understand. I have no need to, my Lord, unless You Desire to instruct me. Amen!!)
Child, write these words: A man is an instrument of God. And life is the orchestra I
play. The sound, the music, is ideally that of harmony of one to the other but always at
the direction of the leader. I am He. I lead. You follow. Me. My lead. Or there is
disharmony. And awful sounds. Loud, screeching music is music to some and torture to
others. Quiet and classical is pleasing to some and stuffiness to another. But, these are
personal preferences of listening. Of the use of ears. Of hearing. As I allow. Because I
am the Creator of Life. Now, let Me step further along, child. Let us continue. You know?
(Yes, Abba. It is You! Abba, I love You so very, very much!)
Child. Harmony. Disharmony. What is the cause? (Father, shall I
answer?) Daughter, hear Me. I shall answer Myself.
Harmony is the world as I have created it. Disharmony is its ruin. By
the fall to the enemy. By Pride. But Pride was an anti-fruit willfully
succumbed to. The enemy presents temptation. Dangles the fruit of his
evil hands. Tempts and disguises. He crushes hope and fills the
crevices with doubt. He breaks trust and fills the void with lies. He
fouls the air and clouds the mind. And faith is replaced with fiction.
And openness to the Will of God is replaced with fear and
self-importance. Everything I am, the opposite is he. I am Good and he
is evil.
Child, write these words: Do not hold yourself as trial and judge and
jury. Do not hold yourself in such high esteem as this. For there is
one Judge and that is Jesus. All other judges of human law would do
well to base themselves upon the footing of My Son. For to judge is a
serious thing. And misjudgment can become your offense.
Do not judge one another. Pray for one another. Leave to Me the
details. For, who knows better the Will of God than Me?
O flesh and blood: I have created you. O flesh and blood: you are
temporary. The better part lives for all eternity. And what are you
doing with the better part? Are you succumbing to the enemy? Are you
falling to sins of Pride? There are many disguises worn in the name of
Pride. Disloyalty. Distrust—because you know better. Better than Me.
You would not leave Me to decide. Then, you do not trust. You do not
trust Me.
Children, I tell you these things because I love you. Do not trust in
the flesh and blood of humanity. Because this part will fall away and
perish. Listen to Me. As I speak. How I would speak. And here I am,
claiming that this is My Voice. Who am I? Am I human origin or Divine?
How are we to know? What are we to do? Child, will you write for Me?
(Yes, Lord!!)
What is of God will not perish. What is of man, shall. What is of
Spirit will be recognized. What is of darkness will be brought into the
Light. I have spoken in terms of instruction. That you might hear.
with your hearts. I have spoken with Love. For, I am Love. I can be
no other way. But I am likewise Justice. And reckoning is a decision
of Justice. And where shall you be on the day of reckoning? What is
your footing? Human flesh? Or My Spirit? Faith in humanity? Or Faith
in God? O soul! Look within yourself! See! There is a heart of
Pride. There is a heart longing for conversion! This is no time to
hide from Me! This is a time for purification! A time of healing! A
time of filling the oil lamps in preparation of My Arrival. As Judge.
My Son will return. And I alone know the hour and the moment. Would
you continue to tempt the Lord your God with your use of Time? As
though you can control it!
O little ones, hear Me. I can spend Myself with words to you. I have
promised My mouthpieces to you. But you do not listen to Me or to them.
For they speak for Me. Who is there who listens now? For I would use
the willing servant as I so chose. And a true prophet is one who serves
the Will of God. A false prophet is one who serves the purpose of the
Beast. The Beast would devour you. Shall I stand by and watch him
feast upon your flesh? No! I shall love you and protect you. I shall
increase Myself among you. As I am. As I do. As I do even here. But
then do not get ‘tunnel vision’ as you look to My Ways for you through
the eyes of the servant who serves. These are nothing but voices crying
with Words of My Own. Look to God! Look to God! This is the cry of
every prophet who is Mine. And if there is error or falseness, perhaps
it lies in your own hart. In your own belief. In that place, that
personal kingdom. Your heart. Closed with what you prefer to believe
or open with what you can believe?
The mortal flesh is dying. You are perishing. Even as we speak. But
what of your soul. When this remains, what will you present to Me? My
Work according to your will? Or your heart according to My Will? Will
you hand Me a hardened heart, sealed with self-opinion and damaged with
doubt, heavy with fear? Or will your heart sail to Me like the birds
cast and flying freely in My air?
O daughter, would I present to you a vision of no meaning? My Way is
Purpose. Law to be obeyed: yes. Love to be real: yes. My Word to be
spread: yes. As I will: yes. But all by your free will. Now, I ask
you this: My intentions are My Will. My Will is Perfect. And I would
touch each man’s heart. Yes? I would leave the 99 to go after the one
who is lost. Yes? Well, then I ask you this: just what will you tell
Me when I cannot find the one who is lost, because you have stored him
in your hardened heart? You have ‘protected’ him from Me. And you
shall never know the Truth because you refuse it. And you shall not
walk the ‘Way’ because you prefer your own path to Mine. And you speak
of My True Life. Yet you refuse it. Because True Life in Me is freedom
in Jesus. My Son Who I have given to you. To save you and lead you.
But you refuse to come and follow. Now I say further. What is the
condition of your heart right now? Defense? Then what are you
defending? Are you seething? Then why? Are you grating within your
very self? Good! That is good! It is a need for conversion, crying
out from within your being! So come, and reconcile and grow. Be
forgiven. Be at Peace. Fly freely as My birds. I do the work. You
take My lead? I lead: you follow.
(now from Jesus)
Have I ever meant anything I have said? O people! I am your Saviour.
I have died for your sin. All is forgiven. Just lift your burdens to
Me. No weights. No agony. Suffering in Love, causing creation.
Resulting: conversion. A heart won. Not reserve. A heart freely
given to Me. To pray for. To nurture. To grow. Freely. In Me.
Freedom in Me. Living My Life. Loving My Love. Being as I would be in
thee. Amen. Amen, child. Post it with My Word. And I beg you, child
who reads: Read. Hear. Listen to your heart, not your head. And
there is power in My Name. And its focus is in Me. Jesus, Jesus,
Jesus. Let Me hear you: Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. Obedience will be
rewarded. Vision will arrive. Love will remain. But for your "Yes."
Amen. (Amen, Lord.) +
(Acts 3:13-15,17-19; Psalm 4:2,4,7-9; 1 John 2:1-5; Luke 24:35-48)
The daily reading from "Thoughts and Sayings of Saint Margaret Mary" for
April 13:
"I think you will please the Sacred Heart of our Lord Jesus Christ, if you so
completely surrender yourself to Him, that you will see Him alone and hear Him alone, that
He alone may illumine your understanding, be the motive power of your will, the abiding
thought of your memory and the supreme love of your heart."
With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary,
His Sarah