O Glorious Moment of Silence in which I have just been! O Sweet Smell of my Saviour, I
drink in Your Sweet Aroma. Silence seems to be my medium this morning, my Lord!! Use me, O
God as You Will. Amen!!
Daughter, Sarah, did you not think that I would speak to you? Silence O child. A
gift from Me to you. Yet, My love, writing is what I request of you. So, let us write.
And, you may reply, Sarah. (Yes, my Lord. It serves You! Amen!!)
Daughters and sons of every nation: hear Me. I Who Am your God address you once more.
Will you listen this time?
Now, enter. Enter the Throne Room of your God. And, how shall this become a
possibility? By the Power of God, Who is Me! We speak of self: you and I.
Self. What is self? Think now. Where have you come from. Who are you to one another,
but brother and sister. Then, who is your Father? It is I. I Who have made you. Now hear
Me: This Hand Which has created you is stayed in the administration of My Judging Sword.
For it is My Will Which will be carried out at the Time of Final Judgment. Do not question
your Father, child. (Lord!!)
Now, self. What to do about you, child? Why can you not fit through My Door. How much
baggage are you trying to bring in? What is your Faith? Is it truly contingent upon the
value of your baggage or upon the openness of your heart?
A struggle ensues. Yes. Of world and flesh and spirit. And each is vying for a place in
My Kingdom. Now know this: it is a human condition. I use examples often. And sometimes I
use you. To teach you. To teach others! As I Will, not as you will.
And now is the period of self-discovery. Of dealing with issues of self.
Lambs. My Son has shown you the Way. It is by His Cross. Like a secret panel, it is the
entry to My Kingdom. But, there is no secret here. My Son died for all the world to see.
His invitation is a plain one, "Come follow Me." To follow is at first to bring
along the baggage of self But then soon enough, one bag is willfully surrendered. Then
another. For the Journey is long. And the labor can be tedious. And one more bag unneeded
must be dispelled.
Children, hear Me: Life is a process. Measure its value by the motion you have. It
should be steadily forward. Let the veer from the Path be the lesson, even the tool of
your return. But know now that it is I Who have done something. I have created you to come
to know Me. To come to Love Me. To come to serve Me. By this way called life. By this
Cross called Salvation. No baggage at the final hour. Relinquish more and more of self
while you live. For Freedom is your gain, the Gift I would give to you.
My lambs, hear Me: I am your Father and I see you at play here, in this world where I
have placed you. But in Me you shall mature. You shall grow. Child, yes you to whom I
speak. I release you to your little mirror. Look and see the one who I love. No baggage.
It is YOU who I love. Amen. +
(HEB. 12:1--4; PS. 22:26--28,30--32; MK. 5:21--43)
With Love in the Heart of Jesus and in the Heart of His Mother,
His Sarah