Thursday, November 6, 1997
Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
[The Lord speaks.....]
Write these words: The lost shall be found, and then the choice shall be theirs.
Lambs, sons, daughters, children: Not a one of you is worthless in My Sight.
Not a one of you is beyond saving. Each and every one of you have been saved:
by the Power of My Cross. But the gift of free will has given you the space,
sometimes, to make a space from Me. And in that empty void, so much harm can occur
to your spirit. Your soul becomes darkened by the veil of sin. And like a
blockage in the body, a certain death occurs to the affected part. And in the eyes
of the world, all hope is lost. Yet, in the Eyes of God, there is Everlasting Life.
And from time to time, I heal the mortal flesh to remind you all of My Presence
among you. That I am a God Who keeps My Word.
I offer you this fact, My lambs: that mortal flesh passes away. Your
soul is eternal. And what you do with your bodies is to prepare your case before Me.
I have found you, but in what condition? O Gentle lamb, I Love you. Let
Me nurse your wounds. Let Me heal you. Your spirit lives forever. Let Me heal
your soul. But I instruct you, lambs. I teach you, that you might become lost
no longer.
Little ones, I proclaim magnificent works in your Presence. That you might
believe. Then wash clean and follow Me. Obey Me. Love one another.
Children, each of you are infected by the world. Your lives sometimes are an
outward sign of the infection. I speak of chosen lifestyles. Sweet lambs, I
would share with you now our writing which I have given this one this night. [I
was awakened at 2:15 a.m. for prayer and to write for our Loving Lord. Alleluia!]
It is My Response to the abomination of the sins of impurity committed these days
for which I have destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah. But hidden within the offense are so
many acts of impurity. Do not destroy My Temple any longer. I reside in your
bodies. Treat Me with Reverence. The places that some take Me are an
abomination.
Harsh words. Harsh times. Lost sheep, found. Amen. So now,
do read these simple words released this day forthcoming:
[This is the the Message dictated to me early this morning.....]
I will give a prayer for My people.
Come, little children, now listen to Me. About your childhood, on My
Father's knee. To
be who you are is important to Me. But to be who He is, is the Most Perfect
thing.
Children, to be like your Father is a gift to the son, and the daughter of He Who is
the
Holiest One. To be like the Father, yet to be like a child; living and
learning, yet one all
the while. One with your brother, your sister, please be. All the while
here, on your
Father's Strong Knee.
He gives you free will to be who He made you to be. Not to be who the world
implores
that you be. And what would the world say, so different than He? That
you can be all
that your SELF says you can be. There's a measurable difference between the
two frames
of thought. One begets freedom, a fullness of heart. But to follow the
whim, the creation
of self, can lead down a road of destruction to self. Now, God made a woman,
and God
made a man. Two Glorious beings, reflecting His Hand. Now children,
please hear Me:
the two become one, in union with God, does His creation get done. A baby is
formed
from this union of Love. A union created in Heaven above. A union in
Heaven will last
out its days. But a union in man will crumble away.
Now let us speak further, of society, fair. That place where all people
come together to
share. This world's not your oyster to be opened and used, unless you serve
first your
God and the people's, the Rule. To Love one another, but first, Love your God.
O
people, O people: you've made My Rule....odd. You've changed things
you've moved
things for comfort's own gain. And to all generations, you've given a pain.
My lambs, be like children, just following Me. Let God be your Master, and
sit on My
Knee. I must tell you, My children, your lives are so great, that another is
vying for your
heart's special fate. I offer you Love, Endless Glory so Great. The
other disguises his
horror with might, that YOUR way's the right way and he causes your fight. He
whispers
that WRONG is the RIGHT way for you. His smoke fills your nostrils, CHILDREN,
he's
CHOKING you. Can you not taste his poison? See that death's at your
door? I would
give you My Riches, and he would make you all poor.
Now, I won't point a Finger, for that's not My "style." But like
a Good Father, I'll linger
awhile. I'll beg you, My children, to "Come, follow Me." And
I'll never expel you from
here on My Knee. But if despite all My Warnings, you jump from My Lap, I would
reach
out to give you just one gentle tap. I don't want to lose you, I Love you too
much. I
thought you'd remember My Gentle, Loving Touch. I give you My Words, from My
Heart to yours. Let them reside there, they'll heal every sore.
Come to be Perfect, like I am, My son. Be perfect, My daughter. My
children: be One.
One in your Father, union in Me. No adulterous union is union in Me. No
man with a
man, nor a woman should be. Unless blessed in Marriage, created by Me.
No woman
with woman or woman with man. Unless such a union is blessed by My Hand.
I
designed all creation to serve only Me. I AM the Master. O child, it's
not thee! Yes, you
are loved. And yes, you are great. But greater than Me?.....You have
swallowed the bait.
The enemy snared you, he bent your free will. Instead of My Heaven, he offers
you hell.
These words are old-fashioned, they're tried and they're True. The other is
lie, which has
been offered to you.
O children, My children, DO listen to Me. I made you to know Me, to serve
Me, to BE.
Be one in each other, but only through Me. Be LOVE, little children, be Loving
in Me. I
send you to think. And I send you to pray. My children, I'm your Father:
Will you listen
to what I say? I'll end with "Amen" to make this a prayer.
As your Parent I tell you: Do
be aware. For the enemy's lurking, the battle's begun. The prize is
Salvation. The war
has been won. The Cross is victorious. Death has been stung. Sin
is forgiven. Come,
one by one. In sorrow, in sorrow, My child I forgive. My Kingdom is
waiting. My Love
do I give. Freedom is ringing; such freedom in Me. And all is
accomplished..... Here upon My Knee. Amen. Alleluia! Maranatha!
Child, submit this as an editorial response to the article on the legalization for
Gay Marriage. With expedition. Mark it, "A Poem of True Love in
God." Amen, Sarah. These are My Words. Abba has spoken to His
people in words acceptable for the worldly press. Amen. (Yes, my Lord.
Amen.) +
( Romans 14:7-12; Psalm 27:1, 4, 13-14; Luke 15:1-10)
With Love, in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary,
His Sarah