O my God, I sit here in Peace. Yet, Lord, without a thought---not one, my Lord! And I
smile. For so often, Lord, this brain is churning like the engine room of a great
steamship. And I smile, Lord, as I think of all who I know who would so very much agree
with me. Those to whom and upon whom, I so often ‘overflow’. And again, I smile,
Lord. Fore here in my seemingly emptiness, I am filled with You! Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!! And
I smile even more—intimately. Come, Lord! Come, Lord Jesus! Maranatha! BE Lord, here
in Your people. Even as we are striving to BE in You. O Lord Jesus Christ! May You be
proclaimed in every heart. May every heart be prodded by the Love of You, my Lord!! May
the Most Holy Spirit be the power of Love Which drives every heart. O Father, please hear
my prayer which I utter with the Name of Your Son upon my lips. Jesus!! Jesus!! Jesus!!
Amen!!
Good, child. For you have emptied yourself out before Me. Like a ewer I shall fill
you with My choicest wines, which are the Words of Almighty God. I shall speak to My
people through you child, through the Kindness rendered from your heart. (My Lord and
my God!!)
Sweet things, hear Me. O children of My world, hear Me. I am the Lord your God. And
I speak to you, My people. Amen. Let us continue.
This day I shall speak to you of rationalism. This topic is the scorn of every heart I
would have be lifted up to Me freely, but is reserved because of ideas concocted in your
mind. I speak plainly. For those who would teach, preach, espouse rationalism would do so
by the method of fogging men’s minds with many words. I speak plainly. I speak
simply. I am God. And I long to be the Simplicity you seek. Even as if you are as a child.
For it is irrational for an adult to behave as a child: full of trust. The rational mind
would seek its own answers aside of Me. Me in My Place. You in yours. Trust. Trust is a
difficult word for the rational mind. For the rational mind seeks every answer with
explanation and scientific proof. There is no room for the wide-eyed glance of the child
to the Master. No moment of acceptance based upon just blind Trust. Do you see?
Excuses! See how many are created by the rational man. The rational thinker. Everything
explained. No room for Mystery. Yet, I Who Am God, Am Perfect Mystery.
Sweet lambs, hear Me. Yesterday I have spoken of words. Too many words, when they are
not formed—wrapped around the prayer that I would see rising to My Eyes. The prayer
you would render from a free-willed heart is stifled by the rational thought. It grounds
your flight of fancy to Me. It binds you to the earth. This world. This flesh. But you are
of spirit, are you not?
Then release these shackles of rationalism. Know that it is rampant this day. Sin is
explained as a weakness. Not as offense. Then, children, I ask you: Why did I die? For
what purpose? Some would say I was mis-guided. I? I Who Am the Son of God? Rationalists
can find every excuse to avoid Me.
And so, I come to you here and now to release you from these binds of thought, if by no
other way than to reveal to you the victimization to which you have succumbed.
My daughter, you write here a term paper on a subject you have never studied. (O my
Jesus! My Master! My Teacher! I love You, my Lord! I rely upon You, my Lord. Jesus! I
trust in You. And I DO look upon You with the wide eyes of my soul. All that I need, You
are. All of who I am, You have created, refashioned, re-tooled. Melt me and mold me as You
Will, my Lord. And fire me in the Perfect Furnace of Your Most Sacred Heart! Jesus, I love
You. Adore You. Believe in You. Jesus I trust in You. And I bow before Your Glory. Amen.
Amen, child. (I love You, my Lord.)
And I you. And I you, my little daughter. Truly now....Amen. +
(HEB.10:1--10; PS.40:2,4,7--8,10--1; MK.3:31--35)
With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary,
His Sarah