My dear children, I come to you now yet again for I do, dear children, as I so choose.
For I am God Almighty. And Holy is My Name. And I am to be proclaimed beyond the border of
every heart. And I am to be received therein. And I request now, your ears and your
hearts. But may I address this urgent message to the hearts of my priesthood.
To each and everyone of you who is My priest. My ordained priest. My duly ordained
priest. Whose hands I have blessed to consecrate My Body and to consecrate My Blood. This
day, dear sons, I speak to you. This day, dear children who read, I beg you to pray for
these who I have called into My Service.
Sons, My chosen, My own: I address you. Listen to Me. I have designs on you. Of all the
men in this entire world, I have chosen you. You, My son. To serve Me. To serve Me as you
serve My people. For, to serve you each was the mission for which I came to earth. To
teach you was the legacy I have left, here that you might provide for My own: My people.
Oh, how very tenderly I pick up into My Hands, each and every one of My people. I
anoint your hands. Bow down with Me at the feet of every man. Here where I care for My
people. Where they are. Where I find them. Serve. Serve. Serve. Must I challenge you, my
dear sons? My brothers? My own? Harden not your hearts. Be gentle as is the Master. Do not
look the other way. Be compassionate as is your Master. Lambs, you are My sheep and sheep
follow the Master. The Master Who is your Shepherd. And the shepherd I assign to you to
follow is My Peter of Rome.
And now children, who are My sons, I command you. Yes, I command you. Come follow Me.
To Rome. To My Peter. Discredit him not. DO NOT DISCREDIT MY PETER OF ROME. He is My
chosen one. This one who is My John Paul II. DO NOT DISCREDIT HIM. Please. Do not
discredit him. I speak loudly. I speak clearly. For there are those who would disown the
lineage I have given. From My Peter. My line of My men who have been chosen by Almighty
God to lead My people, My sheep. Woe to you, O Jerusalem. I warn you now. Woe to you,
Jerusalem. Tear not the curtain again. Divide Me, My garments; not again. Once was enough.
Not again. Please. This is God. Almighty God. This is My Church. And I beg you not to join
the rank in file who would march to the wrong drummer. Who would so willingly be led to
the road of Perdition for once again, the lure of power.
I speak plainly. Yet, this is not the first time such words have been spoken. My
people, souls. I request that they be brought to Me. Would you steer them elsewhere? Such
bitter words do I speak. How accursed to the ears of some is this Message I speak. But the
Truth must be known.
Now lambs, I look out upon you. I see My family being led. By whom? To where? On the
wings of Truth, or upon the wave of power? O mouth, I beg you one more time to release
these words of this day into the hands of My people. I would encourage My people to demand
the service I so willingly give. To be nourished by My Most Holy Sacrifice. This Body and
Blood Which is Mine. No deviation. None. None. Now, do everything in Love. Everything in
prayer. No mouth forming words of gossip. No mouth forming words of mis-intent.
I pray to My Most Holy Spirit: O Spirit of God blow gently on the hearts of My people.
Enkindle within them the fire which will light the way for My Jubilant Return. Fill them,
O Spirit, with the Love of God Almighty. Let Love rise from every heart. Let My Body be
One. United in Me. Led by truthful men who are My own, united with My Peter of Rome. There
will be the use of free will. A gift I will not rescind. But to follow, now is My chief
concern. To follow the Truth. And Most Loving Spirit, You are Truth.
O gentle lambs. Do not become militant. My sweet things, hear Me. I am calling all my
chosen sons home. In unity and in harmony to My Peter. Who is your Papa. My own. My chosen
of the chosen. Upon whom My Hand rests. Whose staff carried, is My own. Whose sign of
Authority comes from God Almighty.
O Father, I pray for My people. I pray for My Church. My Mystical Body. Many parts. One
Body.
Now go, daughter. Prepare this. Send it forth to the nations. Address it to My priests
of every nation. Let them hear the Heart’s Desire of their God. Let them look upon Me
in My Consecration and declare that Jesus Christ is Lord. And then, in bowed reverence, I
shall bless them. Each. Every. All. Amen.