Messages From on High
"I am the Way to a True Life in Me"
Message 523
Title: " Look to My Plea. Look to My Prayer. I speak to you now from within the Oneness of Father and Son. That you would join Us here. "
(Notebook XLV, pp. 5--10)
Live + Jesus
Thursday, May 28, 1998
Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
[The Lord speaks.....]
My women, My men, My children, ALL, hear Me! I am the Lord your God Who speaks to you here and in O, so many, many ways. That you hear My Voice is a clear indication of the openness of your heart. For how else would you even notice My Way, save the fact that you are open to being with Me? As I have said to you, little ones, all of life is a process, that you would become whole, one, in Me.Let Me give to you this image, My friends. Yes, My friends. O Love you....SO! (And we, You, my Lord.)
Daughters and sons, hear Me. You ARE My children. Children of God Most High. At your birth, it is as though I take you to the edge of the seashore. You are as a little toy sail boat, the toy of a child. And I set you sail into the wake, the wave of the ocean. But you are not alone. You are under My Constant Watch. Now, I tell you this: no toy boat would endure the sail upon the ocean, but by My Grace which I pour, endlessly, upon you. So insignificant upon the ocean could you be, but for My Glance upon you. And yes, storms rise, winds blow, and though at times you are tossed mercilessly about by the ocean, yet..... MY MERCY ENDURES! And still you sail. Some, I scoop up along the way. Others, I meet again at the distant shore. I greet you as My dear, old friend.
Look, My lambs, at where you are. You each claim a difference, one from the other. And this is true because I have made you uniquely unto Me. But then, in YOUR claimed difference, you withdraw into unions of exclusivity. To hide yourselves from one another; and though you do not see it this way: to draw your very selves from Me!
Recall how I have spoken of the "good" that YOU do which may not be the necessary "good" that *I* Desire of you? So many unions are such: To praise Me, aside of oneness harms My Unity. Children: upon whose ocean do you sail?
Look to My Plea. Look to My Prayer. I speak to you now from within the Oneness of Father and Son. That you would join Us here. IN Us. IN Oneness. IN God! THIS is where you are called to be. Leave the "how" to Me. Leave the BEING to your own will. To be one in Me as I am in thee. As the Father and I are One. So shall you be. It is afterall, My Prayer for you.
What more can I say? I call you to a full Life in Me. I call you to My Side. I feed you My Body and My Blood. I am My Own Gift to you. That you would be more and more a part of ME as you abandon more and more, a part of YOU. Yet still, there is disagreement over My Body, My Blood. Beyond all I have done. Beyond all I have said to you in My Holy Scripture.
See, My lambs, I have given you My Spirit, that His Truth would prevail. Whose truth do you prefer? Mine or yours. Mine is Perfection. Yours in some cases has become fractured from the whole. Upon whose ocean do you sail?
I give you My Rock upon which I am built, My Church. Solid. Firm. Created by Me. Yet, you walk away. But perhaps the greatest error is that there are those who proclaim Peter, but who would split his throne in two. Upon whose ocean do you sail?
I am God. I call My Father, Father. Yet there are those who would accommodate humanity, rather than bow before My Divinity. *I* have prayed to My FATHER! Upon whose ocean do you sail?
The world will pass away. Below you, no longer an ocean, but only the choice of your personal freedom, My Gift to you. And what shall you choose? Heaven or hell? Children! My Word is big, is grand, is simple. Come follow Me. Love one another as I Love you. Be one in Me as I am in My Father. Be in My Church. Follow My Peter of Rome, the one ordained by My Hands: John Paul II. From his loins comes the successor. The line is intact by the Power of My Spirit, as I have ordained. My Life's Blood continued. My Sacrifice secured. In the Hands of Truth by him who I appoint upon the Breath of My Spirit. Upon whose ocean do you sail? Where has the ocean gone? Will there be heaven or hell for you?
I am the Way; not your way. I am the Life; your life is in Me, if you so choose. Truth is Truth. Any other thing is lie. I am Truth. Upon whose ocean do you sail? Truth? Or Lie? Heaven? Or hell? God? Or Satan? In Me? Or outside of Me? Friend? Or foe?
My Life is rendered for you. My Hands are open to you. My Heart bleeds for you. My Father waits for you. Oneness. Oneness waits for you. Upon Whose Ocean do you sail? Let the Ocean be Me. The Way. The Truth. The Life. One. In Me. In My Father. Perfection. Come forth, little one. Come Here. I wait for you. Come to Me. I Love you. I Desire you. My Father Hopes for you and My Spirit guides you through every wave.
Upon whose ocean do you sail? Amen. +
(Acts 22:30; 23:6-11; Ps. 16:1-2, 5, 7-11; Jn. 17:20-26)
With Love, in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah
