O Lord! I thank You for the Grace and encouragement to set aside time to be with You.
Even in this moment, there are so many "things" I could do, other than to be
here. Here! O Lord, I DO bow! Here! In Your Most Holy Presence. No vision. No sound.
(..and I am lost into Him...)
And Lord, I have closed my eyes and become lost into that Loving space of nothingness
which is Everything in You. And I think of the encouraging words of St. Teresa of Avila:
to recollect oneself before You. And from this willing place, my Lord, You ARE! Good
morning, again, my Lord! I bow and I smile before You, my Lord! Amen!!
Sweet Sarah, hear Me—and I say it again—many are called and few are chosen.
(Lord, I look ‘upon’ You with my Love, my longing of You.)
My darling daughter, hear Me. Look to My World. All: hear Me. See! See how many work
each day, casting forth their nets. Even as YOU do. The catch! What is it? Edible?
Imbibable? Of true and lasting value? And what of the NETS? Are they gentle in their
casting upon the sea of man? Then, how quickly you must work to sort the catch. To pick
the desired fish, the desired fruit of your labor. Be careful what you ‘throw
back’ though, My loves. For it could be of value, only not to your blinded eyes.
It has been asked why I speak in parables. And I have duly answered. But, My parables
are Life to those who truly imbibe My Word. For the fruit of My Parables is Clear
Understanding. To those who will not imbibe, they are simple stories without real meaning.
You must look below the surface. Work for it, even as the work continues to share this
ministry with you. Yes, I am direct. Even blunt. I use every tool which I am permitted to
pick up. Is it you, My dear one? Then allow Me the Pleasure of your use. To be used by the
Master: an honor, no? No. It is Purpose. Of you to Me. By your will, alone, have I made
such use of you. By My Desire to be in Love with you. Oh! How intimate I long to be with
you. My servant. My child. My love. Allow Me the pleasure of this dance, this use of your
talents. Come forth. Join My Rank. I will instruct you. Back to My Scripture. But now, you
begin to understand. See? The riches of My Kingdom await you. The choicest morsels of My
Feast are reserved just for you. And I am swooning in My Love for you. And I smile upon
you. For I SO enjoy your company! Come, be Mine, fully. Will you join Me? Heed My Word.
Will you join Me? Be My Church. Will you join Me? Open your mouth fully and receive the
Very Word of God. I arrive in the hearts of My people. The heart which receives Me is My
Home. Placed there gently by the one who would have Me. That I am welcome is My Hope, My
Desire. Gently received with open heart. Open heart. Open heart. That is the topic: Open
heart. Amen.
Amen, my Most Loving Lord. Amen. O, Jesus, how I DO love You! Amen!! +
(JON.3:1--5,10; PS.25:4--9; 1 COR.7:29--31; MK.1:14--20)
In the Two Hearts,
His Sarah