Messages From on High
"I am the Way to a True Life in Me"
Message 633
Title: "Sorrow must flow. Do not control it. Do not contain it. Let it flow."
(Notebook XLVII, pp. 166--170)
Live † Jesus
Our Lady of Sorrows,
Tuesday, September 15, 1998Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,
[Jesus speaks.....]
Sweet things, DO hear Me speak this day. There is much in this world about which to participate in sorrow. Yes, to join with My Mother in her vale of tears. For every mother knows the pain of a wayward son or daughter.....Every mother knows the pain of a suffering child. A mother's tears are as gold in Heaven. And behind the tears of every mother's eyes are the glances to, the belief, the hope that all will be well. Birth, rebirth, is the hope in every mother's heart. .....A mother's heart! See how it can break! See how it can mend! See how it can endure! See how it can Love. See how Love gives birth to new life! New life in the heart, where all Love dwells!My lambs, hear Me further, still. I ask you to join your sorrow, distress, yearning, longing, hopes, fears, desires.....all of it.....to the heart of My Mother. Here, all that you bear shall be borne by her who is your Mother by My Gentle Hand. I have seen your sorrow for all time, and I have given you this Mother who has borne the pain of My Cross, deep within her heart. She still bleeds for the sorrow in this world: the loss of Godliness within so many of her children. Calvary, the Passionate Road, is being mounted daily in this sinful world. But it is for this Reason that I say: Come, now, to My Mother. Yes, My Mother of Sorrows. For here there is a balance for all your pains, all your suffering. Here there is a well of Love into which you may pour your tears. Here, where My Mother lifts your sorrows, through her own, into My Gentle Hands. And here, then, I do lift all that is given to My Father.
Sweet things, hear Me. Sorrow must flow. Do not control it. Do not contain it. Let it flow. Why do tears trickle down a face, afterall? Because sorrow must flow. Sorrowful tears can be the ice which has melted from a hardened heart. Tears can be the sweat from the labors of a heart. And tears can be as joyful rain being offered for the sorrows of even another. Joyful, because in the sharing of the sorrow, the burdened heart becomes ever lighter in Me.
Do you hear Me well? Do you take all your sorrows to the heart of My Mother. I poured My Own self into her, this well of Love who is My Mother. It was for her eyes that I searched as I crawled, trudged, dragged My weary Body to the Mount of Calvary. Into her eyes have *I* placed My longing, My needs, My thoughts! Into the depths of her eyes, the windows to her Immaculate Heart.
Children, there is an intimacy of deepest holiness between Me and My Mother. I invite you here to this place. For you to BE in the Holy Intimacy of our Love. Let your tears flow here. Then, your own heart can set sail upon their flowing trickles to bring you here to the Immaculate Heart of our Mother; here to this Sacred Heart, My Own. Here into the union of our Two Hearts. One. In Me. Here. Into us who would receive your every sorrow. Your every Joy. Your every need. Your every desire. Here where Love meets with Love and True Compassion flows. Come here. Do increase the level of tears which have been brought here. And as the depth of sorrowful tears increase, you can more assuredly sail into the Compassion of our Two Hearts. And here you shall find healing. Perfection. Love. Now and forever. Amen. †
(Heb. 5:7-9; Ps. 31:2-6, 15-16, 20; Lk. 2:33-35)
With Love, in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah
