Monday, October 6, 1997
Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
My child.... (My Lord!!) I Love you, child. (I Love YOU,
Lord!!) Glory awaits those who wait on Me. (My Lord and my God!!)
Daughter, do you trust Me? (Yes, my Lord!!) Child,
record these words:
A man enters into an arena. He is there but for one reason: to fight.
Daughter, continue writing for I would tell this story. (Yes, my Lord. I
bow before You!!)
Child, the one who enters is the champion. He is greeted with praise. He
is the one all have come to see fight the enemy. Yet, who is the enemy? It is
the victim, in the eyes of the one who would fight. The champion for so long has won
against My people. For so long has his pride become swollen as if into a rage.
He has a mind set on but one goal: to destroy My people. He has a plan.
He has a force of souls who would cheer him on. He is evil, disguised as a
champion. And all would follow; because he would lead, he would win. He would
ingratiate those who would prefer to be on the winning team, than on the side of Justice
and Right.
Child, this is a parable. Continue. (Yes, my Lord!!)
The victim, for too long, has been just that: one who has already lost before
he entered the fight. Already lost because he has eyes for the fear of his opponent.
How can he win when he has already lost? Defeat is his before the game
begins.
And so, must enter into the life of every man, woman, child, a moment of new vision.
Of clear vision. Of Hope. Of Truth. Of Love. Of Knowledge
of God. A clear Focus on God. Yet, how shall this be? Until the heart is
willing.
You avoid Me, children, for all too long. I have given you My Life, and still
you flee from Me. But see, there is still time to come to Me, if even up from your
distress. And I will capture your willing heart and I will save you and place you
safely upon your shore. Fear. Have I not told you that fear is the greatest
distance between us? See how it separates us: one from the other.
Have I likewise asked you: who is My brother? Who is My sister?
Who is My Mother? Recall, I did not ask "Who is My Father" for here we are
all one. One God, One Father of All.
All people: be not afraid of one another. Know that I, the Lord, am
inside each and every person. The wounds in the one before you are My Own.
Now, I do not discount Prudence, but recall that beyond all Virtue there is Love!
And Love is a big Virtue, is it not? See the many ways there are to Love.
But, do not flee from Love: Rush to it. I am Love. Rush to Me.
And so now, who is it who steps into the arena with the world's champion? Is it one
fixed with eyes on fear of the loss about to be? Or with eyes fixed on Me, God, the
Lord God of All? Is it with eyes of Love that you see? Is it with eyes of Love
that you move? That you enter the arena?
Daughter, I would end with this: Trust in the Lord, all who would follow Me.
Be in Me as I am in thee. Believe it! Live it! I am here.
In you. In your neighbor. Who is your neighbor? Your brother?
Your sister? Who is the enemy? Who is your foe? Child: Love
conquers all. Fear feeds the enemy.
Children of God: LIVE as though you are! My people! My heirs!
Fear not. And Love more! Amen +
(Jonah 1:1--2:1, 11; Jonah 2:2-5,8; Luke 10:25-37)
With Love, in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah