Messages From on High, A Way to True Life in God, Message 119

Title: "I am the Bread of Life"

(Notebook XXXI, pp. 194--200)

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Live Jesus

Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!! O! The Power in Your Name: Jesus, Jesus,

Jesus! Jesus, I love You! Jesus, I adore You! Jesus, I believe in

You! Jesus! I trust in You! Amen. Alleluia. Maranatha. Jesus, You

make me smile. Just breathing in Your Name makes me smile. O Jesus! I

love You so! Amen. Alleluia! Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!!

 

I am the Bread of Life. I am the Nourishment for your soul. I am

Yahweh. God forever. Son of God. I am God. Saviour. I am God.

Priest. I am God. Soldier for the Glory of God. I am God. Slain in

Battle. I am God. Held up high. I am God. The Staff Which heals. I

am God. All look upon Me and they are healed. I am God. I am Jesus.

The Bread of Life. I declare Myself your Lord. By My Own Life. I am

God. I am God. I am He. Who comes to save mankind from a vale of

tears. It is I Who stills the hand of the enemy. It is I Who quiets

the storm. By one Glance upon My Father’s Glory. For all I accomplish

is by the Love of My Father. O Abba, I am Your Son. O Abba, these are

Your children. O Abba, let us bless them. Each and every. Father, All

are Your children.

 

The Son of Man has lived and breathed Life that you might come to know

Me. You have witnessed My Death that you would better understand the

value in dying. For, what feels like death is actually life waiting to

happen. My lambs, hear Me. All I have is given for your sake. All. My

sweat. My Life. My Body. My Blood. All. That you might look upon Me

and see clearly: Who I am. Sweet things, hear Me: I am your Lord and

your God. All who hear Me: imbibe My Word. For I feed you this Word

as in the Hands of Your Holy Mother: My Church. See how tenderly your

Mother cares for you. She tenderly and profoundly serves you My

Eucharistic Meal. Which she prepares for you by her procreation of My

priests. Who she continues to ordain by My Own Hand. See how kind your

Mother is. See how very much I love her.

 

This is the Daughter of Jerusalem: My Church. This is the New Covenant

constantly alive. This Church. Mine. My tender bride. My Love. My

Church. My Spouse. And by our Love to one another flow the Graces of

My Father. All who are touched by these Graces are changed. For so

powerful are they.

 

My lambs, hear Me: I feed you My Body. I feed you My Blood. And by

the Power of My Eucharist do I cleans and heal you. Yes, in the degree

in which you are open to Me. But I do initiate a healing process. Do

you believe in My Word? I have spoken of it in My Scripture this very

day: John 6:52-59. See My Word which I speak to you there. For all

who receive Me: see the common bond which exists among you: It is My

Eucharistic Table. And the damage done to My Body will be healed in the

Power of My Eucharistic Meal. And so, yes. I send My Mother among you.

To declare the Validity of My Meal. My Mother understands this Gift.

For I am of her flesh. And My Blood is of her blood. For My Father in

Heaven has no need of such contrivance as a Body. But My Mother! Ah!

My Mother! O, how I love My Mother. She is the Flower set high on the

Table of the Lord. For from her succulent Breast has been nurtured the

Very Son of God. Her Milk has fed Me. Her Milk has nourished Me. And

this is the Mother I have given to you She is the Mother of Me. And I

am your Eucharistic Lord. She is the Mother of the Eucharist. She is

the Mother of God. She is the Mother of the Most Blessed Sacrament.

She is My Mother. And I bring her here into this Presence because I

cannot separate Myself from her. She is My Mother. Flesh of the Flesh

which I feed to you. Bone of My Bone. Blood of My Blood which I share

with you. By which I wash you clean. All this I do for you. All this

I give to you. And I bind, this very day, Myself to you in a whole new

way. For when you receive Me, your receive a part of My Mother. For I

cannot separate My being from hers.

 

So children come, do come, to know your Mother. Her Name is Church.

Her Name is Mary. I will not leave you orphans. And I give you the

Mother Which you need. One of Love. One of Purity. One of Truth. For

the Spouse of My Mother is God. And My Mother is Yours from My Cross.

All entwined in the Vine Which is Me. And you are My Branches. And I

am your God. I am the Son of Almighty God. And no god is greater than

My Father. My Father, Abba. My Dad. O! How I love Him. And I bless

Him even now. And We bless you even now.

 

Our Hands are extended upon you Receive Our Spirit. Receive the Very

Breath of God. Let Truth prevail. Let the darkness be routed out into

the Light. For the Two Hearts shall prevail. The Love of a Mother for

her Son will blanket the world. Truth and Justice survive. And Love,

Pure Love prevails. Amen. +

 

(And as I closed this book with these very last words of Jesus, I understood that the number of the Message indicates the Psalm to be read: Psalm 119.)

With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary Who will Triumph,

His Sarah

 


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