My children, hear Me for I would speak directly and clearly, now in your hearing:
Nations, I address you thus. For, nations is who you are. And I am your King. And I am
your God. And I am your Lord. I am He Who comes to do the Will of My Father.
See! I am announced. I am announced: Here in the hearts of all who would receive Me.
Here is Your God! Knocking upon every door. The door to every heart. O, little crack, may
I enter? I look through, I peer in. I see you there. Your beauty. Even in your pain. Would
you allow Me full entry? See! The opening of the door, I leave to you. I am so very
Gentle, this God Who I Am.
Sit quietly now, and listen to Me: (_____much silence______)
Sshh....be....still....
Alleluia! Alleluia! Hear the chorus of My angels announcing My Glad Tidings! The Kings,
they come and lay precious gifts here at My Feet Which have not yet walked among you. I am
announced by John. He has spent his life for Me. I am announced by My Father, Who loves
Me. I am announced by My people who rejoice over the Presence of Me, their Healer, their
Teacher. I am announced by My friends who bid that I sit with them, over the warmth of a
night time fire. I am He. The Son of David. The Son of the Most High. I am He for Whom
every prophet before Me has spent his life of announcing the Way of the Lord. I am He,
without a crown. Without a throne. I am He, the King of Endless Glory. Nothing of this
World. All for the Love of My Father. I am announced into Jerusalem. I am announced, I am
greeted by a kiss. I am betrayed. By a sweet kiss gone sour with the ways of the flesh. I
am announced. I am mocked. I am insulted. I am spat upon. I am stripped. I am naked. I am
beaten. I am flogged. I am bleeding. I am faint. I am announced. King of the Jews. With
such hatred for My people are the words inflicted upon Me.
(O, Jesus!!)
I am garbed. I am pushed. I am shoved. I am announced as a hideous farce. I am sold
for 40 pieces of silver. I am traded for hands which would wash themselves clean of Me. I
am the disdain of every man who looks upon Me. I am announced as failure. I am announced
as foe. I am announced as imitator. Threat to every worldly throne. I am tied to a cross.
The tree, made by My Father, becomes the weight I bear for the sins of every man. I am
nailed to it. I am hung on it. I am dying on it. I am suffocating on it. And still they
announce Me as King of the Jews. O, people! Do you know I have seen you from this vantage
point? Do you know I have longed to enter your roof? Your heart? Your door? Look! See what
I have done for you! This Death! It is My free-will offering, just for you.
Now, I have Risen: Walked and talked and eaten once again with My friends Who would
once deny me, now entertain Me. Now, crave Me. Now, desire Me.
Alleluia! I am announced. "He has risen." Alleluia to your King, now ascended
to the throne of Almighty God, My Father! Where I sit in judgment, yet long so very much
for the comfort of your own heart. Where I would sit in radiant splendor in this Kingdom
of your soul. If I were but invited.
Where are you in My Life? What part will you play? My lambs, I wait for your reply.
Amen.
(My Jesus, I bow in reverence before You. My Lord and my God! Amen.) +
With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary,
His Sarah