Are you afraid? It is because you are looking away from me…

Zephaniah 3:16-17 Do not fear, O Zion; do not let your hands grow weak. The Lord, your God, is in your midst, a warrior who gives victory.

“Beloved, what do you know to be true? I have told you what is true: I AM! I AM the Way, the Truth, and the Life. Therefore, follow me alone—I AM the Way. Believe in me, believe in my love—I AM the Truth. Live in me and put to death all that is not of me—I AM the Life. Are you afraid? It is because you are looking away from me. “The Lord, your God, is in ‘your midst…’ What then have you to fear? Cling to eternity, and time will have no power over you. Cling to me, and fear will have no hold on you. You will be given a warrior’s strength and you will be victorious!”

O my Jesus, how weak I am! How often I look away! Mama Mary, help me to stay focused on Jesus, the Way, the Truth and the Life. Help me to be unafraid by helping me to cling to Jesus. Jesus, I surrender myself to you, take care of everything! Thank you, Jesus. Praise you, Jesus!

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Addendum…

A reader asked for suggestions on how to include our Father in our family events, especially when family members may be away from the Church, indifferent, or hostile to the faith. Here were my suggestions, which I thought added clarity to the post and might benefit others.

Perhaps one person silently inviting the Father, Son, and Spirit into the gathering or event in the Divine Will on behalf of all present, is the best we can do. For God it will be enough for now, as we pray for the conversion of those in our spiritual territory. As for grace at meals, if others are offended by the grace we offer, we can suggest a moment of silent gratitude and silently pray our grace in the Divine Will on behalf of all there. We need to be creative I think. But let us make a conscious effort to remember our Father in all our activities. And if we forget–and we will forget–perhaps three Our Fathers in reparation could be prayed at the end of the day. Our guardian angels can be enlisted to help us remember. They just need to be asked!

My arms are full of treasures that no one wants…

Nehemiah 13:17-18 Then I remonstrated with the nobles of Judah and said to them, ‘What is this evil thing that you are doing, profaning the sabbath day? Did not your ancestors act in this way, and did not our God bring all this disaster on us and on this city? Yet you bring more wrath on Israel by profaning the sabbath.’

“My child, what am I to do with this generation? How few, even those who bear my name, keep the sabbath holy, doing only that work which is necessary, and spending the day at rest or in holy pursuits, or even remembering me when they gather with family. Am I not the head of all Christian families, indeed of all families? Then why am I not the guest of honour where my children gather? Oh, how I am scourged anew by so many slights! Do they not see that in rejecting me and neglecting me, they reject the blessings I so long to give them? My arms are full of treasures that no one wants. All they need do is invite me into their homes and make me their guest of honour, and I will shower them with blessings and graces in abundance. Keep holy the sabbath day in this way, and you will be abundantly blessed in the rest of the week. Cry out Abba! and I will be there.”

O my beloved Abba, forgive me for all the times I have neglected to consciously include you in my family gatherings, especially on the sabbath. I offer you the perfect attention of the Holy Family in reparation for these appalling slights of mine. In the Divine Will, apply their attentions to my poor efforts, in order to give you the glory and honour you deserve as Father of all, our loving Abba. Abba, I love you! Draw me near, and all those who are with me. Let us rest together in love this sabbath day and all sabbaths. Amen.

 

Do you see how so many of my children no longer speak the language of their Creator?

Nehemiah 13:23-24 In those days also I saw Jews who had married women of Ashdod, Ammon, and Moab; and half of their children spoke the language of Ashdod, and they could not speak the language of Judah, but spoke the language of various peoples.

“My child, do you see how so many of my children no longer speak the language of their Creator? They have mingled with the enemy and have fallen for his lies. They do not even know enough to grieve over what they have lost. But I grieve. Each one is as dear to me as an only child. I mean to call each one back, to teach them once again the language of eternal love, to tune their ears to my voice, to have them yearn for me as I yearn for them. My people—pray! Without prayer to soften the soil of their hearts, they will not return to me. Do not let anyone be lost for lack of prayer. In the Divine Will expand your territory. Wherever you are, ask me to include those around you in your territory of souls. Place them in the Flame of Love. So many great graces are available to you. You have no idea how much you can accomplish by co-operating with grace. Delay no longer! Find ways to pray better. Find ways to offer your every moment to me for the sake of souls. If you understood the importance of this, you would stop at nothing. Sanctify your daily duty by offering it to me. O my children, the time is very short indeed! Give me souls!”

Beloved Father of my heart, I offer you anew, in the Divine Will, my every thought, word, and deed, my every breath, heartbeat, and movement. Any which are unworthy to be offered, I re-do in the Divine Will to make them perfect. I offer all to you through the Flame of Love in the name of everyone from Adam to the last man, for the salvation of a great many souls, especially all those in my spiritual territory, so that your kingdom my come and come quickly! Maranatha! Come Lord Jesus! Save souls! Amen.

(A reader shared this confirmation, a YouTube video by Fr. Mark Goring: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3GZELXLxAdU)

Be tireless workers in the sweet harvest of souls….

Psalm 9:15 The nations have sunk in the pit that they made; in the net that they hid has their own foot been caught.

“Beloved, there is indeed much more to come. For those people and nations that do not repent of their evil ways, sorrow and woe will fall upon them. They will reap a bitter harvest, exactly what they have sown. But do not despair, my little ones, for unless the sinner feels the pain of his own sin, his chance for repentance lessens. A good parent does not shield his child from consequences, but certainly his vigilance and care for that child increases. When the child returns contrite in spirit, the parent is waiting with arms outstretched. So it is with the great and many sinners of this age. Their bitter harvest will sour their own stomachs. But when they return to me contrite in spirit, I will be waiting with outstretched arms. Pray for their conversion, dear children. Be tireless workers in the sweet harvest of souls.”

Merciful Father, in the Divine Will I offer you all the sufferings of all the saints throughout history, linked to the pure suffering of the Cross, for the conversion of all sinners—individuals and nations. In the Divine Will use all these sufferings, as well as my poor offerings, to fill your crown with the jewels of converted sinners. May our Mother intercede on our behalf. Amen

I am the shield that surrounds you, your glory, and the one who lifts up your head…

Psalm 3:3 But you, O Lord, are a shield around me, my glory and the one who lifts up my head.

“Child! Why are you downcast? I am the shield that surrounds you, your glory, and the one who lifts up your head. Do not fear! Do not fear! I AM. ‘I have come so you may have life and have it abundantly.’ Then do not dwell in the shadow of death. Do not cling to the darkness. No matter the circumstances, contemplate your loving Abba. Feel his love, his protection, his infinite, unconquerable strength. Nestle yourself into the crook of his arm. Smell his sweet fragrance. Bask in the warmth of his loving gaze. This is your home, little one, more real than what you see around you. Dwell there, my child, and be at peace. Shalom.”

O beloved Father, Abba, how can such a miserable creature presume to do such a thing? Your love and mercy alone make it possible. Then, fiat! Let it be done to me, and to all those you have given me to pray for, as you have said. Abba, I love you! I love you! Amen.

The hour of mercy is slipping away while you daydream and slumber…

Hosea 11:2-3 The more I called them, the more they went from me; they kept sacrificing to the Baals, and offering incense to idols. Yet it was I who taught Ephraim to walk, I took them up in my arms; but they did not know that I healed them.

“My children! Why have you abandoned me? Why have you gone chasing after idols? Why have you rejected me? Do you not know that I formed you in your mother’s womb with the tenderest care? That I placed within you the seed of eternal life, your immortal soul? Return to me. The hour of mercy is slipping away while you daydream and slumber. Awake! Return to me and I will heal your wounds. I will bandage you and tend to your needs. My children, come to me. My mercy waits for you, longs for each of you as an only child. Come…”

O beloved Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, blessed Trinity of Love, how fickle and frail we are! Draw us near. In the Divine Will, do for us what we are too weak to do for ourselves. Implant in us a desire to know, love, and serve you. Grant us greater faith, hope, and love. May your merciful heart enfold us, O Lord, especially those most in need of your mercy. May the Flame of Love cover us and all those you have given us to pray for. Jesus, Mary, Joseph, I love you! Save souls! Amen.

 

If you do this, it will be evident to all whose child you are…

Matthew 5:9 “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.”

“My beloved, what is a peacemaker? It is one who has died to self so that Gods’ will alone reigns in him. It is one who seeks out the lost and guides them to the merciful heart of God. It is one who trusts so implicitly in God’s goodness that he exudes peace, and others are attracted by it. Whatever your station in life, my beloved, you can die to self, guide the lost into my merciful heart, and place all your trust firmly in your loving, gracious Father. If you do this, it will be evident to all whose child you are. Draw near, my beloved, your Father waits.”

O beloved Father of my heart, here I am. Let our Mama teach me how to be a peacemaker so that I may die to self, lead souls into your merciful heart, and learn to trust you more. Father, I place all my trust in you through Jesus in the love of the Holy Spirit. Blessed Mother—teach me! Amen.

My Son has given me the special privilege of comforting those who mourn…

Matthew 5:4 “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.”

Blessed Mother: “Dearest children, have I not counted every tear that falls from your eyes? Am I not your Mother? Who would comfort you if not your Mother? My Son has given me the special privilege of comforting those who mourn. He desired that you, my children, would receive from me the same comforts he received in his time on earth. You do not know what transpired between us in our earthly time together. Even our sorrow was an unending exchange of love and joy. My children, in your sorrow, enter into that holy exchange of love and joy. This is a tremendous grace my Son desires for you. Embrace it and have no fear. We are with you, dear children, with our love and joy. Be at peace.”

O beloved Mother, what comfort! What Joy! What grace! Thank you Jesus for this amazing gift. In the Divine Will I enter into the never-ending exchange of love and joy between you and our Mother, so that my joy may be complete, even in times of sorrow. Thank you, Jesus! Thank you Mother! I love you!

(Note: As I finished recording this message, it occurred to me that I did receive this very grace when my son died of a chronic illness in 1985, one week before his 9th birthday. At that time, I remember feeling profound sorrow, but along with it profound, holy joy. The sorrow and grief were still there, but the overriding joy was just as palpable. One year before my son died, I felt called to begin praying the rosary daily. This was undoubtedly what got me through that time of deep sorrow. Our Mother is so near! Let us continue to cling to her, dear friends. We are unimaginably blessed in the gift of our Mother. Thank you Jesus!)

 

Celebrate that you are a miserable beggar before your gracious Lord…

Matthew 5:3 “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”

“Beloved child, be always littler. Recognize your abject lack, your total need. Not only are your pockets empty but you come into the world without pockets and you leave the same way. All is gift. All. You have no virtue, nothing to sustain you in any way outside of grace. Recognize your utter dependence on Providence. But go beyond this recognition and celebrate that you are a miserable beggar before your gracious Lord. My child, the beggars are the ones who receive the most because of their utter reliance on their beloved Lord. They never stop looking at him with a gaze of love and gratitude, for they cannot believe their good fortune in serving such a generous, kind Lord. Children, my heart cannot resist a beggar with love and gratitude in their eyes. The heavenly treasure is theirs!”

O sweet Jesus, what miserable beggars we are! Help us to always remember that and to gaze on you with love and gratitude and the sure hope that you will see to our every need. This is a great reason for celebration! Keep us little. Jesus we trust in you! Amen.