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I AM COMING TO YOU IN A NEW WAY
Abba, Father, all things are possible to you." (Mk 14: 36)
December 2, 1996:
Dearest Father:
Guide my feet, Father. I am Yours. ...
Listen to Me and hear, O My Daughter. There is much to learn. ...Others are attracted to My Light. And you give—you
are a beacon. ...Tomorrow the symbol of My Being (image for medal) will be made manifest. Take this symbol and bestow it on
all those who seek their Father. This will mark them as Mine. Embracing this symbol will show My children's love for Me. THE
MEDAL SHOWS MY LOVE FOR MY CHILDREN. You will understand when you see it.
Now go to sleep. Tomorrow is a day of insight and wellness. Begin the next book. Show how I am with them always, though they
do not see it. Show how they are living out the consequences of being outside My Will and how it could be, will be, if men
would embrace Me—My SYMBOL will show them how.
Step out in Faith. Nothing is impossible to the Lord. Miraculous things will happen now because your feet are on My path.
No. You are not alone. I am here! ...Keep your writings together. Not one word should be lost. You are the book. The book
of these times- all is in you. Experienced and felt by you. No, My little flame...you will not flicker. There is much work
to do. Now rest in My Love
December 4, 1996:
...I prayed the Rosary (Joyful Mysteries). And when I was praying the third decade, I experienced, inside me, my maternal
grandmother hanging up laundry in a bright, clear light and it was so beautiful. And. she said she was sorry I had to suffer
with my condition, and then she said God had heard my prayers. And then I realized that THE SHEET WAS MY SOUL and it had been
purified clean. And she asked if I loved God and I said “yes ". And I cried and cried because I believed what
I was experiencing was really real, and it was so overwhelming. And then I saw my father's mother and I cried because she,
too, loved me so much and had been suffering with me. And I cried because I'm not used to feeling so unconditionally loved
by human beings. And it eased my burden, that they cared so much. And then a voice said "You will see everything
differently now." ...
I was asked by my father's mother if I loved God and I said "Yes." And then Mary, our Mother, came out from
behind a sheet. (It's like the three ladies were "tending" the sheets hanging in the bright sunlight.) And I loved
my mother, Mary, so much and she confirmed that God had answered my prayer and she, too, asked if I really loved Him and I
said "Yes." She said this was a special day.
He (the Father) asked me to put out my hand, and I thought He would put the" symbol" in it which He spoke of
yesterday. He said I was now truly His because I had given myself to Him. Now I had done this before, and I didn't understand
why this was different. The only thing I can think of is that I did it following the Rosary and my sheet [soul] was finally
clean. He asked me never to lose Him as He would never lose me—.
And then I realized that "the symbol" was the sheet. A little white linen to be blessed and held in our hand
symbolically to God to offer ourselves to Him and remind us of the need to be purified. The sheet symbolizes our purified
souls given in offering to the Father (an "Offering Cloth"). He asked me to put out my opened hand which symbolized
opening myself to Him and He put His Hand in mine. We were joined. His Hand was in mine; He was embraced by me; He was in
me. This symbolizes the offering of our souls to Him. When we do this, He will purify our souls and come and dwell in us—personally.
The medal shows His Love for us—a roadmap back home to Him, and the Offering Cloth shows our love for Him—the
total offering of ourselves.
I also understand that the Holy Spirit now dwelt in me and where God is, evil cannot be. And I saw the Ark of the Covenant
inside Man. God dwells in us through the Holy Spirit. Jesus, the Holy Spirit, and our Father are "other" than us,
but in us. I believe we are to distribute blessed linens (white scapulars) that people can hold in their hand and offer to
God-something concrete that they can see. This will help them to understand that we all must be purified-not to punish us,
but to prepare us for God. And that our loved ones that go before us, tend to us, pray for us until we are clean and back
home with our Father. ...
I have answered your prayer for My greater glory—and out of love for you. Go and spread My message—encourage dialogue
among My children.
This happened on the former feast day of St. Barbara.]
Lord God, My Father, what do You want, if anything, on the Offering Cloth?
Nothing. They are to be clean and white. They may be laundered. They are to be blessed and can be worn close to the body except
during the daily offering when it should be held in their open hand.
"SCAPULAR OF GOD OUR FATHER: THE OFFERING CLOTH."
THE MEDAL SHOULD BE WORN AS AN OUTWARD SIGN TO ALL MY CHILDREN.
The Offering Cloth should be worn next to the heart, as a scapular, and held in the hand during prayer of offering to Me.
It should be kept white and clean as a symbol—a visual aid of what the soul should be. These should be blessed—especially
at the Solemn Consecration.
You are doing fine. There is nothing to fear. All is well and is in My Will. I will protect you. Feel the joy! ...
Nothing. They are to be clean and white. They may be laundered. They are to be blessed and can be worn close to the body except
during the daily offering when it should be held in their open hand.
"SCAPULAR OF GOD OUR FATHER: THE OFFERING CLOTH."
THE MEDAL SHOULD BE WORN AS AN OUTWARD SIGN TO ALL MY CHILDREN.
The Offering Cloth should be worn next to the heart, as a scapular, and held in the hand during prayer of offering to Me.
It should be kept white and clean as a symbol—a visual aid of what the soul should be. These should be blessed—especially
at the Solemn Consecration.
You are doing fine. There is nothing to fear. All is well and is in My Will. I will protect you. Feel the joy! ...
Dearest Papa:
I feel angry that so little attention has been given to You (God the Father). Is this wrong?
What you feel must be for things to change. The vision of God is changing. I sent My Son Whom I love to save you and bring
you back to Me. This is good, but MY CHILDREN HAVE FORGOTTEN THE ONE WHO SENT HIM AND WHY HE WAS SENT.
HE (Jesus) IS TRULY MY SON. I AM IN HIM AND HE IS IN ME THROUGH THE HOLY SPIRIT WHO BINDS US. Raises Him up as the Prince
of Peace, King of Kings. He is the Son of the living God. When He is with you, I am with you.
But My children must see the Father, also. It is to Me they must come. To do less stops short of what was intended. The time
has come to move on now. On to Me—Your Father, with My Son, Jesus, at your side, marked as one of His own lambs, returned
to the Father. He is your beloved Friend and Brother, Barbara. Man, not Jesus, demands that the primary focus be on God the
Son. For My Son is with Me always.
Rip the cover off the new book! The book is in you. Let it spill forth. Tell a story—the story of My little ones who
are innocent and vulnerable. That's why they are victims of this culture which is not of Me. Show them who they are. Reveal
this truth to them. They are truly "victims" of this unGodly culture. Bring them home to Me for their rightful inheritance.
True, I have planted among the people those who are rooted in My Heart. These are My Chosen Ones. They are not of this world.
Without this knowledge, however, they will be ground up in the jaws of Satan, fodder for his ferocity and evil. Go now, finish
the Gospel of John. Open your eyes and see. See what has been veiled to others. So be it!
December 12, 1996:
Dearest Papa:
It is the dawn of the feast day of Our Lady (Our Lady of Guadelupe). How I wish You (God the Father) had a feast day. No matter
what I do, I am not allowed to redirect any of my Love and attention to anyone but You. What I have come to realize is that
for 2,000 years the Church has had tunnel vision. They were not able to see the big picture—including You. (I have seen
everything differently-with perspective. And I feel protective of My Father who has been sorely neglected and ignored. This
must grieve Jesus and Mary, too. I pray constantly for wisdom and understanding regarding why I feel that I must defend and
protect only You. I believe this is My Mission—to climb to the top of the hill and look down.) That is why I am not
being allowed to focus on anyone but You. Tell me, O Lord, My Father and Creator, what shall I do? ...
What must you do?
Start with the story of My smallest children coming home to Me. These are the Victim Souls. Souls not designed for this culture
of Satan. Teach them how to come home to Me. Teach them who they are. Prepare them for this grand transformation which takes
place even now for they are Mine. They are better suited than the others who have adapted so easily. Doesn't this make sense?
What happens when an animal is taken from its natural environment and imprisoned in a cage? Start there and show My little
ones how they were not designed or intended for this culture. Explain their sufferings. What must they do? Come to Me and
discover who they truly are.
The time is near, My Barbara. Closer than you think. Offer up what you feel in your heart. I will guide your feet. Begin tomorrow.
I sense the relief in you. This is good. I am close by. Never to leave you. Now sleep and dream My dreams, telling you of
what to write. The SOLEMN CONSECRATION—the VOW is important. Have Faith...and hope, little one. I would not leave you
alone. Never forget the Tree—defend it always—The Tree of Life—where I am waiting.
December 16, 1996:
Please, Papa, hear my prayer. What do You want me to do? ...
Please Me, Barbara Rose. Please Me by giving Me your unconditional love. No matter what happens, trust in Me. Can I not fill
up what has been emptied in My Name? Certainly. Ask the Holy Spirit to come to you. Ask Me to send Him in Jesus' Name. And
I will truly—in the soft white light that effuses your soul. Already you have experienced this tonight. Let Him rejuvenate
your spirit. It is ordained that your hand shall play a part in directing My people back to Me. ...Your work must progress.
Barbara: write the story-her seed and his seed. The choice between the Two Trees. Everyday in every life. You feel what "should"
be. You see what is wrong; you feel it. Now walk with Me for a minute. Close your eyes now: What do you remember most from
today?
Trying to help. ..and searching for answers. Getting some answers and others are still hidden.
I have touched your soul. Haven't I always. Move ahead. See My Light inside you. I have come to live in You through My Spirit.
...You have brought My Kingdom to earth. Understand, daughter? ...
Yes, Lord.
Your two hands bring My Mercy—My Son comes, dwells—really. Where you dispense My Mercy, that is where My Son is.
Make it a song, a poem, with vivid images and the rhythm of My Will.
Show how My little ones suffer because they are living outside My Kingdom and Will. ... Show the battle. [Gen. 3:15] Rip the
lie out by the roots. THE LIE IS THIS: THAT I AM NO LONGER IN THIS WORLD. THAT I HAVE ABANDONED MY CHILDREN IN THEIR SUFFERING.
NEVER, I AM NEAR AND IN THEM. Never to be forgotten. Come home, little ones. Bring your "burdens" with you for transformation.
For only those who experience the trials and misfortunes can offer it and transform it. This can be done only through Me.
There is no time left for humans to recreate the world—even as My instruments. Your job, your role, is to experience
and offer, experience and offer.
ABSORB THE PAIN AND OFFER IT TO ME. IN THIS WAY IT WILL BE LIFTED UP AND IMMERSED IN MY LOVE AND MERCY—TO BE CHANGED
FOREVER.
SOON ALL WILL BE TRANSFORMED. Sooner than you think. What joy that within your lifetime the change will take place. Be ready.
Be vigilant. I come swiftly to bring Mine back home to Me. This is the transformation—when I come to make My home and
all is transformed. ...All things are possible in the Lord. You must take time with the One you love. Give yourself completely
and do not hold back. I am present in all those who call Me Father. Recognize that.
I am lead to read 1 Mach. 2:61—"None that Trust in Me Fail in Strength"]
December 19, 1996:
Dearest Papa:
Please tell me what You want me to do. Guide me. Speak, Lord God, I am listening. Thank You—I love You.
Barbara:
The time is coming close when I will come to you in Glory—to stoop down and pick you all up in My Fatherly Arms. Through
you—through all those who hear My Voice and invite Me in. Do only My Will. Remember Me, Little One. Kiss Me tenderly
and love Me—as Your Creator and Your Father. Embrace Me—your God.
December 22, 1996:
Dearest Father:
Machabees. It always come back to Machabees! ...PLEASE, my Father. Come to us with "Your" culture. We are dying. I see this.
As Your Presence is squeezed out—we die.
You have found the Truth, daughter. You choose to omit Me from your lives—and I AM Life. Without Me you are dying—even
My own little ones. It is a total reality. They will die sooner from lack of Me—those that KNOW Me.
Look to the heavens on the morrow for a great sign. This will enforce your belief that I am the Creator.
[The next day our house "shook" powerfully from an unexpected, freak winter thunder-storm.]
There is so little that you can do—alone. Much must be done by your brothers with dark hearts where there is no light.
Take My Banner to where it belongs—back to "My" Creation.
There is a lining up of good and evil now—more powerful than ever before—you feel it weigh heavily upon you. Speak
My Name. Call out to Me for Mercy—God, My Father—and I will come. But you must bid Me come to you. This is the
cure for what ails the world. NOT UNTIL THIS IS ACCOMPLISHED will the great weight be lifted—of darkness-and I will
descend upon You like a dove. So sweet and tender, to refresh all that is—and will be.
Be strong. You are My own—My Standard Bearer in this fight. Do not despair, little one. I am here—and always victorious.
Peace be with you. Now dream of Me. Give all to Me—Your Father and Your Love.
December 29, 1996:
Dearest Papa:
Oh, Lord, how long? Come to us, please, and bring us back home—all Your children—and transform our dark and wicked
natures. Transform us in Your Holy Spirit, Father. Make us like Jesus and Mary! Please!
Come, My little soul, come to Me. I am beckoning you. I have waited for so long. All may not be as it appears, little one.
You are trembling in your heart for love of Me. You have reached Me. ... I am coming to you [the world] in a new way. Soon.
Mankind must be transformed. Love transforms...through the Spirit, freely given. I will send Him (the Holy Spirit) to you,
Barbara. I will send Him. All this waiting was not pointless. He is on His way. Be ready. Be joyful. Your life will be different—soon!
Have Faith, little one. He is the answer to your prayers. Now, your bloom will open. Give the Spirit freely. And love Me.
I do, Father.
Go in Peace. My Peace to you.
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