O Lord Jesus! How I hunger each new morning for Your Holy Scripture! O Word of God, how
You feed me, even before I come to You at Your Holy Mass. O God Who Nourishes me, praise
be to You. Bless us, O Lord, and these Thy Gifts: this should be the prayer of Morning
Offering, Lord; or at least a part: for we receive a Meal each morning, Lord. Your Word,
Your Flesh, Your Blood!! Thank You, O Lord!! Amen!!
O little daughter, hear Me. (O Son of God, I love You!! Here, Lord, I hand You my
heart. Do with me as You Desire, O Lord. For here where I am in This Place in You, I have
never been so loved, so protected, so nurtured, so full of Life in You! O God, Gentle and
Great, I Love You so very, very much. Amen!!)
Child. (Lord. Yes, I see it, Lord. A basket of Love have I placed at Your Holy Feet. My
offering, Lord! See, Lord! It has filled its very self! O Lord! By Your Grace, all things
are possible. Even this, my Love for You. Amen!!)
Weep with Me for the nations who yet refuse Me. Weep, O House of Israel for your very
self. See, O House of Jerusalem, how badly you abuse your own kind! The animals of My
Father’s Kingdom have more respect for this Life He has created.
O children, do hear Me. Society, a great part of it, has gone mad with the fog of
Perdition. Up from its smouldering hate, has risen such a putrid fog! It has been welcomed
into the breaths of so many; it has encapsulated the hearts of others with its powerful
lure. Notice, children, that not one has fallen without his consent. Others suffer under
the influence, but none are dragged to Perdition against their own free will. For it is I,
God, Who am in charge here.
Hatred rises. Venom is induced. Like a spoon full of medicine, you imbibe it. O! Can
you not taste its foulness? Can you not smell the awful, offending odor? Can you not see
the state of your lives? Like children falling from a window, you now cling to the sill
and call that, "life."
O lambs, do hear Me. I am Gentleness and Kindness. Where am I in the words you utter. I
am Breath and Life. Where am I in what you call "freedom?" I am Love, an open
Heart. Where in True Love are you when you lift, even a pen, to condemn one another?
See My lambs who survive trials in life. See how in awe you are of their situation.
See, and believe. For there, am I. I am strength in every storm. I am Hope in its calm,
which will most surely come. For, some are permitted that you might learn. To Trust Me. O
lambs, is there ever a hopeless case when you know and trust in Me? Why would you take
such issues of defense into your own hands? Do you not believe that I Love you? That I
care for you? That My Father Who Breathed His Very Life into you would not care to defend
His Offspring?
Now, let us look at the entire affair. For I see both "sides", both hearts.
You cannot. I love you both, I love you each. You are My lambs. My Father’s children.
Expect that I would love you and treat you each to the fullness of Love Who I am in a
Gentle and full way. I would not care for one to the exclusion of the other.
My Ways are of Mercy. My Ways are of Peace....My Ways are of Kindness and Lov. Would
you ever consider just giving the whole of it to Me? To pray, and DO nothing? Would you
trust in My Way, fully, for one time? Let us try. I permit you to offer Me ONE thing. One
item that you are fully willing to allow to only Me. And I will tell you in your heart, it
shall be done, according to the Will of My Father. But you must fully give it. Not
according to your will, but with open heart to the Will of My Father.
Now, there is nothing new here, children, is there? I have asked this in My Most Holy
Scripture, My Word. Will you oblige Me, this one time? Try Me. I DO work, children! You
are not god. I am God. I am Perfection. I am all you strive for.
An eye for an eye. It is all a form of retaliation. If not of one another, of you to
Me. Evil has convinced you that your own way, exclusive of Me, is the right way. That you,
in your imperfect nature, can accomplish things that please Me, without even consulting
Me. And once you have imbibed that thought, you begin to travel further and further from
the Very Truth, Which is Me. I fault you not. I come to you with Perfect Compassion. Satan
would use you as a tool in his hands against Me. I beg you to see the error he spews, the
one you now employ. Lay down your weapons. All items and thoughts which offend My Perfect
Love. See! My Arms are open to receive every one of you. All. Each.
Love Loves His children. Love soothes every heart. Love covers a multitude of sin. Love
accomplishes all. Love is My gift to you. It is your choicest possession. Let Love flow
like a river. Come, be bathed in Its Cleansing Water. Be soothed by Its Gentle Touch. Be
embraced by Its Warmth. Thirst, be gone! Be satiated by My Gently Flowing Water. My Love
would encompass the earth. No threatening flood but a gentle rain of Grace upon and even
up from within humankind.
Lay down your weapon of hatred. Lift up My Cross of Love. Let Life prevail. Me. Come to
Me all who are suffering and weary. Come to Me with all your concerns! Love is calling
You. Leave hatred laying on the side of the road. I shall mend the wounds it has
inflicted. Pick up your cross. Pick up your life. And come, follow Me. My Way is only
Love. Love. Expansive, all-consuming Love. O children, DO come! I Love you. I call you. I
invite you. Come! Please, children.
Please! Amen. +
(2 Cor. 6:1-10; Ps. 98:1-4; Mt. 5:38-42)
With Love, endlessly, in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah