Messages From on High, Message 176

Title: "You are all My children, planted in this world"

(Notebook XXXIII, pp. 148--154)

Live + Jesus

Sunday, June 15 1997

Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,

O Lord, do forgive my fatigue of this morning. For so many times I have worthily begun to pray (this morning), then I have found I fell asleep. Thank You for the rest, my Lord; and yet the time to be in prayer with You! O Lord! How I DO Love You! Our mornings are like a whole day in the cloister of my heart! And I pray, Lord, for all those who are permitted by You to live in such lives of Solitude with You as those in Your Beloved Monasteries. Yet even there, my Lord, there are others with whom to be. Your Body, O Lord! Alive! In the quiet....in the noise! Your Body! Beating, breathing, here within Your Church, the people of God! Within the Communion of Saints! O Lord! How very large You are. Yet so very intimate in each and every one of us. In me. Thank You, my Lord and my God! I am in Love with You, my God! Amen!

Alleluia! Maranatha!

Peace, child. (Jesus! I look at that Word You have spoken as I hear You. Peace, my Lord!! O Jesus, I love You!!)

Peace is at the heart of the matter. For where is the heart? How can there truly be Peace without the heart’s cooperation? (Make our hearts pliable in Your Hands, O Lord!)

Sweet child, hear Me. (Yes, my Lord. Thank You, Jesus!!)

Sweet thing, record this. (Yes, Jesus!! [Jesus points to our book]

Glory resides in the heart of every man. Truly, there is no heart which exists without Me. But how do hearts truly come alive? By My Grace which pours forth from My Father’s Hands and is delivered precisely where and when it is to be by My Most Holy Spirit. Grace falls like rainfall upon a hungry nation. For, how else will the nation be fed, but by lush gardens nourished by the gentle reign of God? See! You are all My children, planted in this world, yes, like tiny mustard seeds. Yet within each individual soul who is planted, you are, likewise, part of the whole: My family: children of God. O Glory! It would be a glorious day when all My children look up to one Son and see the Life which is poured down upon them. See from whence all nourishment of lasting value comes: from God’s Almighty Hand.

And so, I have spoken to you in parable, for all time; from Ezekiel until now. Do, children, slowly imbibe My Word. For it is Nourishment for your soul. Do you see? If not, come here, I will open your eyes. I will let your heart, your soul, begin to see, to understand My Word. I have come for ALL, not just a select few. I have already accomplished that which was to be done: I have been born and lived and died for you. My Father has risen Me from the Very Grave, that you might have eternal Hope in His Glory.

See, lambs, how a part of God you already are! See, lambs, that you are children of God. Even those of you who are belligerent, who come, yet sometimes do kick and scream for your own way. And some are asleep. Sooner than later you, too, will awaken to a life in Me.

My lambs, hear Me. God is speaking to His people now, but for one purpose: to be the Remedy in a dying world. To deliver to you a Light in these clouded times. To bring you, in the hand of My Gentle Mother to My Side. Here where all are washed clean: in the Blood of the Lamb. I am your Sacrificial Offering. Come to Me and through Me, give yourselves to My Father. This is the progression which lies here upon this Path where you are planted. See! I plant, I nourish, I grow, I harvest. I bring the yield into the very Throne Room of the King.

My Father awaits you at the bounteous Feast which is already set in honour of your arrival. Come, little ones, be humble. Bow your heads and enter this Portal of your God. There is room for all. No exclusions. No one is eliminated. No one is refused. All are seed, worthy of planting. All are given the right to grow, to BE in Me. O gentle lambs, I LOVE YOU. I DO. I Love you with the very depths of My Heart! It is I, Your Jesus, Who comes now, here, to BE with you. Won’t you join Me, finally? Won’t you Trust Me, the Son of God? Do you still suspect Me? O lamb. Yes, LAMB. I am looking at you. And I can see your heart. Do not hide any longer. For I Love you. And your self-willed separation pains Me. Lamb: come forth. Rise. Now. Yes!

Into Me. My hand is reaching out to you. Here. Now. Sshhh.....in our

quiet. Come. I embrace you. With My Heart. O Father! How I DO Love

Our people! Come, little one. Be Mine. I envelop you. I Love you. I

do. +

 

(Ez. 17:22-24; Ps. 92:2-3, 13-16; 2 Cor.5:6-10; Mk. 4:26-34)

 

With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary,

His Sarah


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