My Lord and my God. I am warmed by Your Presence. I smile in such Peace. I bow before
You. O Sweet Lord, I offer You my heart. Lord! See it! Read it! Cleanse it! Keep it!
Amen!! O Lord, I rise from Contemplation and my heart sings to You in Tongues! Be praised,
my Lord, in this Your Language of Spirit. Amen.!!
Singing in the language of Love, I have received your Tongue. For it is Jubilant
Praise of Me. And I would absorb your gift, child. (My Lord and my God!!)
Praise is worthy of Me. All praise should be rendered Me. And yet, I am greeted
with disdain. What more can I say? (Lord, I have heard You say this as I picked up the
pen. As I finished reading Your Gospel, MK. 6:1--6).)
And does history repeat itself, child? (Lord, I pray not. I pray that all will
come to see and to know the Glory of God. Amen. I pray for all who come to read Your Word.
That hearts might be open to You, O God, and Your Holy Ways. Amen)
Sweetness; address this to the nations: Do you refuse Me once more. Yes, I ask you,
children, do you refuse Me once more? Do you decide where God can speak. And how. And to
whom? Do you limit the Hand of God? Look! I see hearts. Open. Or turned. Yours. Where is
your heart? Are you open to the ways of God? Are your actions governed by fear? What have
I said of fear? Let it not keep us apart. For most assuredly, children, fear is the wedge
which drives the distance into man’s heart. For then you are so afraid of the fear
that your progress, all progress halts. And what follows is retraction of even the Word of
God. For how can you proclaim one thing and live another?
I have come to feed My people the Nourishing Diet called God. By example and deed. Yes.
By rest and relaxation. Yes. By determination and hard work. Yes. By congenial behaviour
to one another. Yes. For without this the Meal spoils. But what of the Meal? Do you
believe Who I am? Your Breath? Your Life? Your Way? Your Body? The Church? Mine? Do you
believe that I nourish you with My Body. That I quench you with My Blood!
A call to action—yes. A call to belief—yes. A call to take a stand—yes.
But not one step taken in fear. Better to be left or right than in the middle. But I bow
down now and I look upon you, and I ask you: Who do you say that I am? Am I God? Or less
than God? Am I Saviour, or less than Saviour? Am I teaching, or am I denying? Am I Word or
am I not? Let Me speak through My prophets.
I emerge in your midst. Do you refuse Me once more? I look to your eyes. Do I see them
upon Me? I look to your heart. Is it Mine or is it yours? Think, now. Clearly. In Love and
in Hope and in Joyful Belief! He is Risen, from the dead and He is Lord! I am He of Whom
it is written. Here in your midst: Jesus of Nazareth lives. Amen.
Amen, my Lord. Amen. +
With Love in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah