Title: "You are afraid to be least, that *I* might become great in your heart!" 

(Notebook 55, pp. 134--138)

Live  †  Jesus

Monday, September 27, 1999

Dear Jesus and Holy Mother,

[Jesus speaks.....]
I precede Myself.  I instruct you constantly, that you might learn from Me.  My Way.  My Word.  Nothing new, save the newness.....renewness in your heart!  The purpose of My Word is to rejuvenate you, to bring you back to life.  Because you have fallen asleep.  And new Life must become the Witness of My Word alive within you!  All will rise in the End Time; but why not rise in spirit in Me NOW?  NOW is the moment we can share, if you would but take the time!  I have been sharing you constantly, competing with the world.  Now, would you come and share in the Richness of My Life?  Now, here.....Here is My Hand of invitation.  The Hand of the Lord is upon you, little one.  Yes....My Hand is extended to you.  Shall you reach out and touch.....Love?

If you are great by worldly standard, you shall have difficulty reaching out to Me and clinging to My Vine.  Recall.....the eye of the needle.....the camel laden with riches cannot fit through.   Nor can your heart.  You MUST bow low to learn to be in Me.  Each one has his lowliness.  Each one bowed before Me.   Standing upright, perhaps, but with prostrate heart!  Children, there is no need to compete for My Love.  I already Love you, each, completely.  If you are sensing a lack of Love, it is a sense pertaining to your own heart and a place within it where you still maintain pride.  And wherever pride exists, True Love cannot be.  That is why the enemy taunts you so, with temptations of pride.  It is the first sin to part your ways from Mine and in most cases, it is the last to go before you enter, fully, into Me.

I DO NOT leave you orphans.  But all too often, you cling to the world and thus, make YOURSELF a stranger to Me.  It is YOU who all too often blocks your heart from Me.  You say you want Me, but you never fully open the Door to Me.  Fear parts us.  Lack of Trust deters our Love.  You are afraid to be least, that *I* might become great in your heart!  Can you not see the power of the fog of the enemy?  Can you not see that you have been willingly accepting the breath he would have you breathe?  For even your MIND tells you that to relinquish self is a sign of weaknes.....All this, when *I* would be your Strength.....I, Who am God.

When will you come to rely upon Me?  To trust in Me?  When will we come to be in one another, which is the Desire of My Heart?

How shall I sum this up?  .....Be small.  Be in Me.   Reduce yourself, your spirit, that you might come to dwell in My Wound.  My Hand with which I bless you.  My Hand with Which I reach out to you.  Come Here, child, dwell within the Wound Which you see.  My Crown of Glory!  .....Come, dwell within the imprint of the Thorn which you see.  My Feet.....Let Me accompany you along the way.  See?  The Light of Truth pierces, pours forth through the Wound in My Feet.  Enter Me Here.   For we shall trod together.....you and I.  My Side.  Come Here to be cleansed.  Water and Blood.  Come Here.  I shall bathe you in Truth.  Enter Here.  Come ever so near, to My Heart.  Enter Here.  My Heart.  Reduce yourself, your pride.  Leave all which does not fit a True Life in Me at the door.  Enter My Heart.  See the Flame?  It is the Light of Truth.  It is the Fire of Love.  It is small enough to comfort you.  It is Great enough to encompass you.  Yes.....My Eucharist.  God with you now.  Small, yet Great.  According to the Will of My Father.

Come to be in Me as I am in thee.   Small, yet great in the Eyes of My Father.  Be not concerned with size, child.  Be concerned with the placement of your heart.  In Me all things are great before the Throne of My Father.  All things are great, least of all.....you.  If you will it!  Here I am.  Where, O where are you?

Little one.  I call you "least."  Are you willing to come and follow Me now?

Amen.    †

(Zech. 8:1-8; Ps 1-2:16-21, 29, 22-23; Lk. 9:46-50)

With Love, in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah