Messages From on High - A Way to True
Life in God,
Message 11
(Notebook XXIX, pp. 16-23)
Live + Jesus
Feast of Mary, the Mother of God
January 1, 1997
Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
Holy Mary, Mother of God, I find I am consumed with a burning desire of Love for your
Son. Holy Mary, Mother of God, please do constantly lead me to Jesus. Holy Mother, grace
me that I should always have my hand in yours. Teach me to walk, O my Mother; teach me to
talk, O my Mother: to your Son, Who is Jesus Christ, my Lord. Amen!! My Mother would
speak. (Jesus?) I am. I am He Who is born of a virgin. According to the Scriptures. To My
Own Word. According to the Will of Almighty Love. For, Love poured forth Itself upon the
world into the heart of a virgin. And My Mother was thus born. And My Mother’s name
is Mary, Mother of the Almighty God. Yet, daughter of Zion. Yet, Queen of the Universe.
Yet, Mary of Joseph. Yet, Mother of the Saviour. Yet, Mother of the Incarnate God among
you. Mother of the Prince of Peace. Mother of Glory. Mother who nurtured the Son of God in
her womb.
Mother who nurtured the Eternal, Celestial, Glorious Food for all mankind:
My Body, My Blood. I speak for this woman, who by her life which is her affirmation to
the Throne of Almighty God has brought Salvation into the heart of every man. My Mother,
My first home on earth. My resting place. My nurturer of life. My Mother of This Bread of
Life; this nurturer of My Body and Blood. Can it be denied? No! It is affirmed. It is
confirmed. By undeniable reality. By Faith proclaimed as to Who I am. Believe it all; or
deny—and walk away. I am Jesus, the Son of God. I am Jesus, True God and True Man. I
am Flesh and I am Blood. Take and eat. This is My Body. Take and drink. This is My Blood.
Shed for the sins of every man. This is My Mother. I come from her womb. By an Act of
Almighty God. This is your Faith, My Gift to you. Believe or deny. But do not manipulate
this Love I bear My Mother. She is the Most Cherished Daughter of the Heart of God. She is
the most tender shoot of life which has been born of man. She is My Mother. She is Mary.
She is yours. She is mine.
(Jesus continues)
O, Mother! How I do love you! O, Mother! I would have all
love you as I do! O Mother! In My last dying act I have given them to you, even as I have
given you to them. May they cherish you as do I! O Most Tender Breast which suckled the
Almighty God! O Mother of the Word Incarnate! O Mother who is Mine! Speak to your
children. Do let them hear your most sweet and tender voice! Let them know your tender
ways. Mother of God! Mother, who is Mine. Amen. Amen, child. Do hear her. This voice I so
love. My Mother. Mine. My Womb of Life. My Mother.
My Son speaks. And I hide in the shadow of the Almighty God. For, He Who is great, has
done wondrous things for me. Who am I, but a maiden made fair only by the hand of the
Almighty God. Celebrate me in title, but title only possible by the Hand of God. Who am I
that my Lord should come unto me? These words are spoken for each one who would even now
receive the Eucharistic Lord. My Son. His Body. His Blood. (O, Mother of the Eucharist,
pray for me. O Mother of the Eucharist, pray that all will worthily receive Jesus!!)
O daughter of Zion, join me, for there is an urgent need to defend this Son of mine. My
Son, Who is even now among you in the Eucharist. "I will be with you always";
has He not said these words? His Spirit is among you. The Breath of God is upon all
people. May all people breathe deeply of this Breath of God Who is Life, and Love. Yet my
Son has provided His Own Body and His Own Blood at the Table He sets. Come forth, my
little children, and worthily receive Him. Be happy to dine at His Bounteous Feast. For
you come and dine at the Table of Mystery, Holy Mystery. God is Mystery. Yet, God is Love.
And He chooses to feed His people, His Very Self. How unworthy we are to even bow before
Him. Yet, He does invite us. And so, let us come forth together. Come here, children, I
will assist you. With my Motherly hand. But, please, do not break my heart any longer.
Receive my Son on a worthy tongue. Receive my Son into a well-prepared heart. The Son of
God become Man in the womb of this virgin. Now, dear children, the Son of God desires to
rest upon your tongue. To fill your very being with His Glory. To all the children who
would hear me, I do speak these words. They must be heard: far and wide. Yet, most
importantly, in each heart. The Breath of God breathes among His people. Let every nation
proclaim this Meal of my Son. This Act of Love. This Love Who is my Son. Yes, child,
now—Amen. Forever and ever be the Power of Almighty God; here to rest among His
people. In my womb. In each heart. Amen.
(Amen, my Mother. Amen.) +
With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary
His Sarah
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