My Lord, I am in wonder so very often as to how full my heart can be—how soaring
is my nature. And then I come to You. And I sit here before You, my Lord. And as I close
my eyes I ‘see’ nothing. And yet, Everything. And I am filled with such a
presence of You, my Lord!! I breathe You IN, my Lord!! It is as though I can taste You, my
Lord. And even now I am so very happy that in Your Perfection You have given the gift of
Yourself through Your Body and Your Blood. That we might partake of such Divine Intimacy,
my Lord. To be absorbed into You, my Lord. O God! How very Great You are. That You should
care for Your people so very much! Thank You, my Lord!! Amen!!
Sarah. (Yes, Lord. I have heard You deep within my heart!! Speak, my Lord. I am
in bowed reverence before You!! My Lord and my God!!)
Sarah, will you write for Me? (O YES, my Lord!! You, my Lord, are the Perfection
in my life. Without You, Lord, I am nothing. And I thank You, my Lord, for using me such!!
Amen!!)
Now, darling child, record these words which you shall hear: sainthood is the goal
of every living soul. Sainthood is a process to Me. Now, I speak not of the formal process
by which you come to know the names of My holy ones. I speak to you of yourself.
Sarah, let us continue. (Yes, Lord.) My little one, tell Me something. (My Lord. I
bow. My Lord. Amen!!) Sarah, who do you say that I am?
O Lord! You make my heart so full! You are Light, my Lord. You are the Way, my Lord.
For You are the only way to the true life You have promised. You ARE Light; Pure Truth are
You, my Lord! You are the Most Holy Intimacy, here in this place within me which is
constantly growing. You are my Teacher, O Lord.....in this moment all words fail me, and I
have prayed in Tongues. My Lord, receive these words of spirit. You are Jesus, the Son of
God. True God and True Man. Son of Mary. King of Glory. Saviour. Friend. Perfection.
Perfect Lover. Glory. Life. Sacred. Sacred Heart. Born, lived, crucified, descended,
Risen, Ascended. Lord!! Lord, God of Hosts. You are Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. Amen!!
Glorify My Name.
O Jesus! I should like to climb to the top of the highest place and scream: Jesus
Christ is Lord. Come, see my Lord. For He is yours as well. And every heart shall be
filled with His Love. People, my brothers, my sisters: be filled with the Glory of God.
For here, among us the Son of God lives. And He makes our lives holy. And holy is His
Name. Tongues. I praise you in Tongues.
We look at each other, child. (Yes, Lord. We do. And I bow before the Glory of
You Present to me, Lord. Amen. Jesus, I must tear myself from this place to serve this
family You have given me.)
And with My Name upon your lips, shall you return.
Yes, Lord. With Your Name.....(I go to tend family, then return)....... And yet, my
Lord as I try to keep Your Name upon my lips, You overwhelm me, my Lord. You have painted
Your sky with the Glory Which is You. Your pink of morning sunrise just over the mountains
and streaked with Your blue. And the smell of fresh-cut lumber at a nearby building site.
And Your people. And the exhaust like smoke from the heat of car tailpipes rising so
slowly in this cold morning air. I keep your Name, Lord. But You overwhelm me with all of
Your Creation. And Lord....it is as though You are sitting here....just LISTENING to me. O
Lord....suddenly I feel lovingly USED by You. And I smile.
Sarah, you know Me well. (You have allowed it, Lord!)
Sarah, I tell you this: I allow this conversation to be released. Yes, to all of My
people. For I would have all of My people know that God is listening. To your every nod.
Your shrug of shoulder. Your tear. Your joy. Your heart. Yes, your heart’s desire.
And the bad of it as well: your sin. I listen, child, that I may be here for you in your
moment of need. In your moment of sharing. In your moment of openness. That I might enter
and re-enter therein: this grandest place of My Creation: your soul. Amen, child?
Amen, Lord!! Amen!! +
With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary,
His Sarah