The Guardian Angels,
Thursday, October 2, 1997
Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
"Angel of God, my guardian dear; to whom His Love commits me here; ever this
day be at my side, to light and guard, to rule and guide. Amen." [Daily
Prayer to our Guardian Angel] O Father in Heaven, thank You for all of Your Creation.
Thank You for Your angels. What examples they are, my Lord. For You
have created us a little less than them, yet THEY praise You all the day. They
constantly serve You, as they serve us, my Lord.
All creation is created to know Me and Love Me and serve Me. I bring you to Me
through the use of My Nature. But to you and My angels, I give Intellect and Free
Will, that your praise might arise from within your spirit. And I set the world in
motion, that it will come to Me. And so, I ask these whose duty it is to guard, to
protect you along your way. Would that you hear the prayer offered by them who care
for you.
Daughter, continue. (Yes, my Lord and my God!!)
Dear children, hear Me. I would send My angels to keep you from harm's way.
Yet, they neither, will interfere with your free will. They pray; they guide,
but they do not interfere. For just as they, do you have Free Will.
Now know this: the opposite of Good is evil. And there are Good angels
and bad. Those who have been cast out have chosen their fate, for they refused Me.
Yet they have entered their own hell, their own torment. And I have created a
place to contain them; and now, Hades is their home. These demons prowl the earth to
undo all that I would see is done.
When hatred blows in, it is on the breath of Satan. When confusion and
isolation prevails, it is at the hands of his cohorts. To divide, accuse, is at the
hands of the enemy. Children, how very careful you must be. There, but for My
Grace to you, go you. There, but for your free-will choice, go you. There, but
for your willingness to accept the urgings of My angelic guard, go you. And, there
you DO go, if you refuse My aid.
Lambs, hear Me. Life has become a struggle of Good versus bad. The fight
is clear. For you to linger in a no-man's land is a very dangerous place to be.
For so easily are you dissuaded by the enemy. Lambs, hear Me: I ask you
to be My children. Always My children. I Grace you. I guard you.
Be in Me as I am in thee. See. Come, now. Hear. Listen.
Live My Words to you. How shall this world be re-created if your heart
remains of stone? Do you hear Me yet? Do you truly accept Me yet?
Little children: you are always My children. Innocence. I Love
Innocence. Be as I have made you. My Hope is in the youth of your heart.
Be forever new in Me. I give you this right. I call you My child.
(O my Dearest Lord, thank You for making us to be Your children. Thank You for Your
angels who guard us. Thank You for my angel, David, who You have given to me.
Thank You for his boyish way, his guarding way, his sense of humor, his Joy and how
he praises You constantly, especially when I sleep. Thank you, my angel David, for
praying over me while I sleep. May I come to serve our Lord and God better by your
care.)
[My angel speaks in a jocular way.....]
Cajole me if you will, Sarah, I will NOT speak to you. (David?)
O child of God, yes, it is I, your angel. Shall I speak in lofty terms, of
which I am most capable? Or shall I be precise and in a tone you would understand?
(David, speak as He would permit you to speak. David, you would make me smile?)
[His dry humor continues....]
Yes, because I AM your "warden." See! You are as a
prisoner. A prisoner within this world, here in your heart. Do you like the
conditions of this jail which I keep? (David, you are FACETIOUS! And this
is not a jail and you know it. There is freedom right here. And Jesus has
broken the chains which bind us. And with your guidance, dear angel, I shall travel
surely along His Path.)
Child, do you know the number of times you have stumbled and fallen? I have
picked you up many a time. (Thank you, David. In my youth I have honored
your presence more; yet I am grateful now, for honoring you once more.)
The Lord God has blessed me by caring for you, child, for you are a vessel which
contains the Lord before Whom I bow. These spirits who we are, angels, bow before
man for the Tabernacles which you are. To see God, present, everywhere is the
blessing of our vision. (David, I pray that all of us would grow in Grace and
Wisdom to have the vision of our Lord. As He permits us.)
Do you like this, child? This conversation? (David, it is so
unusual. We have not conversed this much. I always thought you were a little
silly. You have joked with me before.)
Silly, no. Lighthearted, yes. Humor, child, is likewise a Gift of
God. (Yes, I know. I have experienced the full Joy in such a moment.
The exhilaration of holy laughter, the release it provides.)
Child, you are rather stiff. (David, it just feels like I am speaking
with you in a sort of "chat room.")
You are not used to hearing me this way. (No, I'm
not..........David?) [My angel began to speak in his boyish, jocular fashion
again.....]
Sarah?..........[It is as though I see him before me, arms folded,
tapping his feet.]
I've been waiting for THIS one.....shoot! (NOW you sound familiar to
me!) [David said this as does a young boy.]
Your request, my dear..........? (David, may I ask you to use your
angelic communication to pray that all Guardian Angels this day, protect and pray in a
special way for their "charges." If angels can "kiss" the hearts
of those in their care, please ask God to allow this.)
I knew you would ask such a thing and I have already made arrangements for it,
child. On this day a special blessing will be granted by the Goodness of our
God.....And child, it is my "wings" which I have folded as I stand before you,
not my "arms." (David, I'm not about to banter with you. I
suspect your sense of humor can very well top my own.)
I have known you since your birth, child. And it has been my pleasure to
guard you and to guide you here to the Heart of our Lord Jesus. And by His Father's
might, I shall continue to support you as He Wills until the hour of your death when I
escort your spirit gently into His care. And then we shall bow, together, in spirit
before His Almighty Throne. And I will teach you how to praise Him with Hosannas.
I will teach you the Angelic Alleluia Chorus. For, to sing in spirit is a
most Glorious affair. Child of God, stop crying. This is a moment of Joy.
[David.....you can't cry. See! These ARE tears of Joy. Eyes don't
know what to do at times such as these. And so, they weep.)
God has made it thus. (Yes, David, God has made it thus. David,
please take one teardrop and place it before Abba.) [Even as I write these words, a
single teardrop strikes my thumb.] (If it pleases our God, David, do offer this
"gift" from me to Him Who is our Majesty.)
[Abba speaks.....]
It has been offered for all time, child. Your David has been waiting for this
moment. I collect the tears of My children. They are priceless gems to Me and
Holy is My Name. I hear the chorus being sung in the hearts of My people. Yes,
bow before Me: angels. Bow before Me: My people. Bow before Me:
My creation. All Honor and Glory are Mine. Amen. (Thank You, Lord.
Amen.)
I bless you child. See? All Goodness flows from Me. All blessings:
new. Yes. All are Gifts from Me. I cannot help Myself, child.
I Love you all this much! Amen! +
(Ex. 23:20-23; Ps. 91:1-6,10-11; Mt. 18:1-5,10)
With Love, in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah