Children, do you hear Me? Do you hear Me, My children? O distant
coastlands, do you hear Me? Who is there who is really receiving Me into their hearts? O
children, nod your heads, please prove to Me that you are alive. And I sound pained? And I
sound in agony? Children, I am. For you have been saved, yet for all too many, the price I
paid seems not quite enough? For you cause Me to agonize even more. Even now. Over your
inability to proceed on our Path. I have journeyed all of this Lent with you, children.
Hand in hand. Day by day. O children, I do cry. The Heart of your God cries. I weep over
you, My children. I weep over you. For still, too many of you do not accept My Words.
Still too many of you cling to your ways: the ways of your mind. Mind over heart. Self
over BEING in Me. Why? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Who is it who will betray Me? Not
to listen to My Word. This is betrayal. You ask, "How could anyone ever deny Me. How
could anyone sit in My Presence and deny Me." Do not cast this judgment upon my
apostle (the one you judge, be it Judas or Peter) without first looking deeply into your
own heart. This entire Lent I have journeyed with you over a matter of heart. Hand in hand
has your God come to be with you. And where have we gone? And where have we come? Anywhere
at all? Or, have our eyes greeted one another, without a true giving of heart?
O children, I ask you this on the day of celebration of my Eucharist. A day of coming
together around My Table. My Place of Unity. Yet, by your hands, not yet unity. I give you
My Body and I give you My Blood. Now I tell you this: it is the Nourishing Meal by which I
draw My people closer into Me. And once Here, I Touch you. Do you feel My Gentle Touch? I
would burn a hole into your heart, a place for Me to enter. But I must have you part your
garment, just as I do, and allow Me to enter into you. I will not enter without your
permission. And if your heart is hardened, then I have never entered. Not truly. The
Presence of Me that you have felt is only from the Power of My Love which surrounds you.
But I have never truly entered. You have not allowed Me. And I have waited for all these
years. And I thought this would be the one time you would say wholly and entirely,
"Yes."
Lambs, I am not chastising you for an evil way. I am chastising you for a loving way: a
way of the heart. My pain increases with each heart who refuses Me. With each heart who
sees Me but prefers the reflection of self over God. I do speak very plainly here; because
all of this is occurring that I might win your willful heart. Your heart fully given. Your
heart full of self, finally given unto Me.
I share with you My Agony. For soon enough we celebrate My Meal of Life: My Eucharist.
My giving of Myself to you for all time. Forever and ever until the final day of Glory: My
Body and My Blood. Did you think it is all a re-enactment? Or that this is LIFE?
Children, I beg one thing of you this day: Repentance. Come to My Meal in Repentance.
That I might heal you. Now. Not later. Now. O! How I long to be fully in you. Let there be
true value in this Lent. This day of suffering. Come, children, be joined to Me at My
Cross. This place of Life. We are about to enter into the Holiest of Holies. My Passion,
My Death through My Suffering. My Burial. My Waiting. My Rising again. Glorious Victory
over Death. Absorb My Moment. Even as I give Myself for you. Will you?
And as you join Me at My Eucharistic Meal, know that every Meal is My Calvary. The same
Sacrifice. For all and everything is present to Me. For I am God. And I draw each child to
My Perpetual Sacrifice. This place of cleansing, of growth. Of healing. For, I am the
Healer.
And now, I shall close with My Blessing: Eternal Father, Father of All, lay Your Hand
upon these children for whom I have entered the world. Eternal Father, have pity and mercy
upon their souls. Father, forgive them, for they know not yet what they do. Father, please
I entreat You to take Your Hand from Your rod and replace the rod at Your Side. Father,
once again place Your Gentle Hand upon these who are your children. Please Father. For the
Sake of Your Servant. Father, I bow My Head in Your Eternal Presence. FATHER, HEAR ME,
PLEASE! I BEG FOR THE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD. FOR FATHER, ALL CHILDREN ARE YOURS. O, FATHER
PLEASE. PLEASE FATHER. FOR THE CHILDREN OF YOUR WORLD. HEAR MY CRY TO YOU, FATHER, PLEASE.
I SHALL TEACH THEM FATHER. PLEASE, AND THEY WILL LISTEN. Gentle Father, Please! I entreat
You, My Father My Most Loving and Gentle Father. Please. Father, I offer You My Body and
My Blood. Father, I give You My Life. In one act of Giving. In one act of Passion. In one
act of Self. That they all be one in us, Father. And I entreat You, Father, My Loving
Father, for the softening of hardened hearts. Amen, Father. Amen.
Amen, children. Amen. This is My Body, given up for you. Oh, children, please. Amen. +