Messages From on High
"I am the Way to a True Life in Me"
Message 572
Title: " Fill ME with your sorrow, lambs! Yes! Come. Give it ALL to Me! "
(Notebook XLVI, pp. 63---69)
Live † Jesus
Our Lady of Mt. Carmel, Thursday, July 16, 1998
Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
[Jesus speaks.....]
Children! Your souls! Let us talk of your souls. Where are you in Me? Are you ready to enter Me more deeply? Are you ready to enter Me at all? Are you attentive to My Presence in your life? Are you finally ready to confront your humanity, that you might enter, more deeply, My Divinity? For lambs, you ARE invited Here! THIS is your Home, afterall.O children, I look upon you. For years. For generations. The masses of people are Mine! All creation is Mine. But most especially dear to My Heart are you, O people who are Mine. I set you off into life. I prepare you. Do you take up all that I lay at your feet? Do you not yet trust Me? O little lambs! *I* am your SHEPHERD! Do you not yet notice Me in your midst? Are you still disinclined to follow Me? Where would I lead you? Into harm's way? Would I do this? Is it not possible that you have lost your focus on Me and you have strayed where you should not be? Yet, here I am. To reach out to you. To save you. To touch you. To heal you. Now. Finally. Completely. Yes. You. I touch. Now. Be healed. Your heart, your soul.....I have come to heal you. Wholly, unto Me. That we could be more.....One.
O! But I see you have come to Me with your arms full of worldly strife. You bear worry and guilt and sin and strife. Responsibility weighs you down like a millstone about your neck. Fear! It is crippling you! Illness! It is wearing you thin. Children! All of you, who are heavy burdened! I can see what you cannot see. You are all blindfolded. You cannot see the Truth. Yet you have arrived Here. How?
Ah! The Gentle touch of My Mother. See? She is so beautiful, so gentle! So humble! So quiet! She follows on the Breath of her Spouse, My Holy Spirit. It is she who has brought you Here. Here where only a few dare to come. To My Cross. Yes. This is where you are this day. This Woman who I have made to be your Mother, as well, has brought you Here. So now, Mother, what shall we do with these burdened lambs? Reach down, My Mother, and remove the shackles which bind men's hearts and lift them, Mother, to Me.
Children! See! My Mother comes to help you. Lift your burdens to Me! Look! There is room Here upon My Cross! I have Five Exposed Holy Wounds. I leave them open just for you. That you would have a Place to bring all that weighs you down. Place your worry and woe Here. I will receive it! My Wounds! My Holy Wounds will receive all you would bring Here. My Hands! My Feet! My Side! My Head! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fill ME with your sorrow, lambs! Yes! Come. Give it ALL to Me! I have longed for this Moment. This Holy Moment! Yes!
O My lambs! There is JOY in My Suffering. There is now such a unity between you and I. I would bear the weight of your pain. If you would let Me. Yes! Lift! Into My Mother's hands and she into Mine. I WILL receive it. I LONG for it. You are the Purpose of My becoming Man and so, in this Moment, My Sacrifice becomes complete in your arrival here!
F-A-T-H-E-R! LOOK! SEE! Father! They have come! See, Father, we are One. In one another, and now in You. See, O lambs, that My Cross reaches otuward to gather you in. It is rooted in the earth to define where you should come to Me. But, it reaches upward to My Father, that all suffering will rise into the Palm of His Almighty Hand!
O! There is NOTHING not worthy for you to bring to this Place of Holy Sacrifice! Your feet: let them walk to Me. Your hands: let them reach for Me. Your voice: let it plea to Me. Your heart: let it beat for Me. Your being: let it please Me. For that which you would willingly lift to Me, though marked as so very damaged by this world, becomes your greatest gift to Me. Your sin! Dark, deep, ugly, is transformed as you lift it unto Me! I transform it. And where the rotting flesh was once inside you, now I give you Grace! Flowing from My Father's Hand through My Wounds, through My Cross, through My Mother's gentle touch, into you. Yes! Be relieved of your burden!
Child, why have you carried it for so long? Freedom! Fresh air! A cleansing breath! Yes! And more. Come to Me, all who labour and are heavy-burdened. For I SHALL give you rest. And Peace. And Love. And Joy. In Me. Amen. In Me.
(Is. 26:7-9, 12, 16-19; Ps. 102:13-21; Mt. 11:28-30)
With Love, in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah
