As you died upon Your Cross, Mother’s heart broke at her loss. Heart of Jesus,
Love proclaimed. Beating, bleeding; we are saved. Amen. Amen!! O Jesus, I offer You my
heart. And everything in it. I am nothing without You, O Lord. O Most Sacred Heart of
Jesus, I place my trust in Thee. O Blood and Water, Which gushed forth from the Heart of
Jesus, I place my trust in Thee. Holy Spirit! You are Pure Fire and Warmth and Love. I
love You, O God, Who is the very Life flowing through me. Be my Breath, O God. Be the only
Truth I live, O God. May my touch be the gentle Touch of Jesus. May His Meekness be mine.
And Father, may I always be Your child. May I rush to Your Most Holy Lap, my Dad, my Abba,
my Father. Hold me, dearest Father, close to Your Most Loving Breast. O Jesus, Jesus,
Jesus!! Father, Son and Spirit: consume me. That I may bow my head and then disappear.
That all and everything which I do is for Your Glory, alone. Amen. To You, O God, through
the loving Heart of Mary. Amen.!! (the Father speaks first....)
Suffering is a glory, child. Reserved for My Son Who transformed all sin by His
Sacrifice upon His Cross. For, it is from this place of Sacrifice that all men have
entered the Kingdom of Almighty God. And as you come to Me, it is by the Blood of the
Lamb. This Son Who I love so very much. All sin has been expiated by His Most Loving
Sacrifice. And it is to This Cross that all souls are called. Where all souls draw near.
And for a few, I have reserved a place of honor here in the Wounds of My Son. For in every
dying there is rising. By the Power of Love. For, many are to come to know Me here, by
this Power of Love: the death and Rising of My Son. My Son Who is Jesus, the Son of God.
Son of Man. True God. True Man. O, see, child, that Glory rises even now in your midst. I
am here, among My people. Yes, God is with you.
I am Jesus, the Son of the Living God. And I have come here, in your hearing that you
might join My rank. Not be divided from it. Yet, My Word is Truth. And the Life of My
Truth prevails: see mother against daughter. And son against father. And why must this be?
Only for one reason, child. And truly, it is a matter of heart. Mind ruling heart. Heart
not yet fully given. Not fully let go of. From your hands rooted in fear to here: Me in
the fullness of Trust.
O nations, do heed My word. Do not let fear keep us apart. The Glory of God is resting
upon His people. The Son of Man has come once for the expiation of sin. Now I come to you
for your heart. That truly free of sin, you would become one in Me. I do not rescind My
Word. I have given My Spirit as My gift to you. But have you received Him? Fully? Do you
dare to let My Spirit run, fly, burn through the fabric of every being? Do you let Him
burn as a Roaring Fire within every heart? Do you quench the Fire for fear of your own
ability to ignite? Do you place a fire watch around the very Spirit of God? Do you? Do you
do this?
Think. And from where has this thought risen? Be true, now. Heart? Or head? Reason? Or
Trust? In you? Or in Me? The wire is taut, is it not? So easily plucked. But, what is the
tune? Yours or Mine?
I ask you these questions. And I ask you to look for fear. For fear would cloud every
issue of Truth. This is the desire of fear.
Do not let fear keep us apart. Open your arms and leap. Jump. Come. Come forth. I WILL
catch you. I already have. Yes, leap. Or, one little step; as a baby to her papa. Come.
Try. Hope. Desire. Perchance.
I will accept anything you offer Me. O children, have you ever seen your Lord with His
Head hanging low? Think now. Yes. It is here upon My Cross. Do not, children, force Me to
such exhaustion again. I have come for you. I have died for you. I have risen for you. I
am ascended for you. Waiting here for you. At My Father’s Right Hand. In Judgment.
And what shall I judge. But you. Now think: have you given any cause for the Head of your
Saviour to hang low.
I leave you now, to think. And come to Me quickly. For My Arms are already extended. In
Compassion. In Love. Bring Me your pinhole of hope and of trust. I shall fill it with My
Ocean of Mercy. I shall fill you, O little pinhole, with Jesus, the Light of the World.
I wait. Come forth. Rise. Now. Amen.
Daughter. (Yes, Lord.) Release these words and sign them from Jesus, the Saviour. The
Son of God. Son of Mary. King of Glory. Love. Way. Life. Truth. Amen. (Thank You, Jesus.
Amen!!) +
(HEB.7:25--8:6; PS.40:7--10,17; MK.3:7-12)
Truly, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary,
His Sarah