Luke 1:46-49 And Mary said, ‘My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Saviour, for he has looked with favour on the lowliness of his servant. Surely, from now on all generations will call me blessed; for the Mighty One has done great things for me, and holy is his name.
O my Jesus, why is my heart filled with such love when I contemplate our most holy Mother, yet when I contemplate you I feel the distance, as if you cannot be reached by a sinner like me?
“My child, I have given you my Mother for just this reason. Little child that you are, you needed someone you could reach easily, someone who had direct access to me and could act as a ladder. Yet she is more than a ladder, she is an escalator, a rocket, a shooting star that carries your love straight to my heart. Never feel guilty about your love for my Mother. It never stops there, for she emptied herself so totally as to be perfectly filled by me. She is your access to me, your surest, quickest point of entry to my heart. I can refuse her nothing. Give her all the love you can and watch it bear fruit. For my part it gives me untold joy when you do this.”
O Mama, Queen of the Divine Will, magnify my love for you! Increase it in your Flame of Love. I offer my pitiful love to you, redone in the Divine Will, on behalf of everyone from Adam to the last man. Gather these little flowers and use them to give untold joy to Jesus. O Mama, I love you!
Romans 9:22-23 What if God, desiring to show his wrath and to make known his power, has endured with much patience the objects of wrath that are made for destruction; and what if he has done so in order to make known the riches of his glory for the objects of mercy, which he has prepared beforehand for glory.
“Beloved, do not despair, but trust in my mercy. Do not question the Divine plan, but rejoice in it. Depend on it when all seems lost. Take care that you do not unwittingly fight for the wrong side. Be therefore humble, trusting, contrite, willing, abandoned, and joyful. If you could see my glory—even for the briefest instant—your fears would instantly evaporate, never to return. Trust in me. I am with you always, to the end of the age.”
O my Jesus, love, love, glory and love! Help me to love you more, to trust you implicitly, to rejoice in the mysterious Divine plan that is infinitely more glorious than I can imagine. Jesus I trust in you—save souls! Maranatha! May your kingdom come and come quickly! Amen.
This dream from April 2, 2007 came to me today and I think fits in well with this message of hope and trust in God’s plan:
I was looking at a house. It was a big house, but the owner lived only in one room. The furnishings were very shabby. I left the room he was living in and was taken on a tour of the house by a mouse. There were two cats running around – one white, one gray. At one point, one of the cats came up to the mouse and stroked its back, but almost against its own will. The house had space for many people, but there was no one to fill it. It seemed to be waiting. I asked the Lord what this dream might mean and this is what came to me: The house is God’s house, the Church. There is room for a great many people in it but so far only one room is occupied. The furnishings are shabby because people are giving to God only what they have left-over, almost like the left-overs from a garage sale, the things no one wanted to buy. About the mouse, I felt the Lord telling me that the house belongs to the humble and lowly who will be served by their enemies, represented by the cats. There was a sense of expectation – that the house would one day be filled.
2 Thessalonians 1:4-5 Therefore we ourselves boast of you among the churches of God for your steadfastness and faith during all your persecutions and the afflictions that you are enduring. This is evidence of the righteous judgement of God, and is intended to make you worthy of the kingdom of God, for which you are also suffering.
“My beloved, all that you are enduring is for your ultimate good and the good of those I have given you to pray for. Do I take pleasure in suffering? No! But my great joy is to give you far more in return than you can ever imagine. Give me your pennies and I will open the storehouse of heavenly goods! I do not exaggerate, for in the Divine Will this is more than possible, it is being done already through the small sacrifices of those whose generous hearts offer all to me. I say small sacrifices, because when you see what they have been able to purchase you will be amazed at the extravagance of your loving Abba. Then offer me everything, a thorn in your finger, a stubbed toe, the death of a loved one, your own illnesses—leave nothing out. So many souls are in need. Suffering is the currency of love. Offer all to me and you will be filled with love and great joy.”
O my beloved Abba, in the Divine Will I offer you all that I have suffered in my entire life and all the sufferings of all souls of all time. I redo all sufferings in the Divine Will to make of them a perfect gift of love. Eternal Father let these poor pennies purchase souls for the kingdom and may your kingdom come quickly. Amen.
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.
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)
Song of Songs 3:2 ‘I will rise now and go about the city, in the streets and in the squares; I will seek him whom my soul loves.’
“Beloved, how strong is your desire? How great is your longing? Does a Lover come to a half-hearted call? No. It would pain the Lover to see any form of disinterest on the face of His cherished one. It would break His heart. It is better not to respond a half-hearted call. But when the call is genuine, when the love is restless until it finds its Object, when it no longer wishes to live without its Beloved, then the Lover flies to her heart, lets her drink from the bottomless cup of His love until she is satisfied. But she is never satisfied, for the love of her Beloved is the sweetest nectar. Her heart cannot be joyful without it. My child, you must long for your Beloved with your whole heart. I am scourged anew by the disinterest, the half-hearted prayers of those I long for. Give me comfort, my child. Offer me your longing in the Divine Will in the name of everyone, so that I may not be wounded so much by their disinterest. Child, long for me as I long for you.”
O Jesus, what a great sorrow this is! I ask pardon for all the times I and others have been half-hearted in our prayers. In the Divine Will make our longing for you more ardent. In the Divine Will, in the name of everyone, I offer you the perfect longing of our Mother, she whose longing drew you to imprison yourself in her most pure womb. Maranatha! Come Lord Jesus! I long for your sweet presence, for the reign of your Triumphant Heart over the earth! May your kingdom come and come quickly! Amen.
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.
Matthew 5:11-12 “Blessed are you when people revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely on my account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.”
“Children do not fear persecution. It is a sign of great favor. Do not fear that which can harm the body, but cling to me as a little child clings to its mother or father. Let go of your fears. Trust in me. Know that I am most near to you in your times of great trial. Remain steadfast. Defend me and I will defend you—it is that simple. Those who do not lose faith will be richly rewarded. Ah, but this is not difficult—even under duress—for the one who places all her trust in me and none in herself. Left to yourself, you will crumble and fall. But I am ready with untold gifts if you place all your trust in me. Yet, even if you crumble, draw near to me and I will move you faster and farther than you dreamed possible. Give me your weakness and let me transform it. Do you see now why you must not be afraid? Look at me. See my love for you. Enter into my pierced heart. There you will be perfectly safe. Come to me, my children. Draw near.”
O my Jesus, give us joy in all circumstances, the joy of knowing that you are near, so near to us. Take your hand, Jesus, and lift us into your pierced heart. Plant us firmly there, Beloved, so that we will not be put to shame, but will use the gifts you offer to defend you and your Bride. Jesus, I trust in you. I love you! By your grace, may your name always be glorified in me. Amen.
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.
Matthew 4:24 So [Jesus’] fame spread throughout all Syria, and they brought to him all the sick, those who were afflicted with various diseases and pains, demoniacs, epileptics, and paralytics, and he cured them.
“My child, is the Jesus of Scripture different than the Jesus you pray to 2,000 years later? Of course not! What then has changed? Love, faith, and zeal have changed. Even my faithful followers have let worldly distractions dampen their love, faith, and zeal. Love can only grow warmer in the furnace of prayer. Enter into my presence more frequently, or better yet, infuse every moment of your life, every thought, word, and deed with my presence, and your love will be so hot it will consume you from the inside out. When your love has reached the critical temperature, your faith, too, will be a flame that can never be extinguished. Your love and faith will seek an outlet and your zeal will be impossible to contain. Do you see, my dear child, how this was all manifested in the life of Mother Angelica? If you seek to be like her in faith and zeal, begin with love and prayer. Time is short. For those who desire this, abundant graces will be given so that the plan of God will be fulfilled. Tell me of your desire, dear soul, and I will do the rest.”
O my sweet Lord, all is grace! I begin with a desire for increased fervency in prayer, for fidelity and perseverance, for complete trust in your mercy and grace. Dear Lord let this be the fuel that fires the furnace of my love, and may this love ignite in me a burning faith and a holy zeal. Lord, may this all resound to your glory. May your kingdom come and your will be done. Thank you Blessed Trinity of Love. Praise you! I love you! Infuse my every thought, word, and deed so that my self is burned away in the furnace of love, the Flame of Love of our Blessed Mother. Amen.