Jun 8, 2002
Praise be Jesus!
Little ones, I thank you for coming. I give you the blessings of my Son. Now, little children, I have come to many places all around the world. In many places I have brought different messages in one form or another inviting all of the world to return to God. I have given messages here in the United States, but there are many people who reject these messages because there are few people who want to hear my words within the United States. To them it is well if I present them with messages at any place in the world other than the United States. So this has always been troublesome. But no place in this country has there ever been a place as this, the Center of my Immaculate Heart. In fact, there is no place in the world that has had the power behind this name, the Center of my Immaculate Heart. Because it is at this place that I bring my Son, the Child Jesus, as a refuge, a refuge for all children. You cannot go before God unless you become like a child. Only those who are like a child shall enter the Kingdom. So my little Child is inviting all people regardless of age to return to Him and to be with Him and seek Him as refuge.
There are many things I desire to tell you. One is that many people have rejected me because my message is one of challenge. Oh yes, indeed, I pre-warned the world of the events that were to happen in September, 2001, but also I have pre-warned the world that if abortion did not cease and moral ethics were not changed back to their rightful place that this world would see a devastation like it has never seen before in the history of humanity. I pre-warned the world of the devastation that would happen to the children, and about the exponential rate at which the children are being exposed to demoralizing values. I pre-warned the world of the effects of crime and natural events that were soon to hit his country and the whole world. Many people rejected these because they did not want to hear messages that caused them fear. I invited them not to be afraid, that there was no time for fear but only time for change. And yet, many people chose to believe that they were more righteous and rejected my words from heaven. So now, in the midst of such turmoil, pain and suffering, I your Mother weep for all my children who rejected my words because even now they still reject them and choose not to believe that I pre-warned them. They choose still not to return to God and give Him the glory which is rightfully due to Him.
Many people are Christian in deed only. Many of them are even so-called “Catholics”. But the time will come, and I your Mother pray for them, when they will know the truth. I pray that they will be able to accept the truth in their hearts and be merciful to themselves and rise to a new level. For God forgives those who can forgive themselves, those who really truly struggle.
You have all been chosen. I am so proud of you, my little children. There are many people chosen in the world, but here at the Center of my Immaculate Heart I place the seal of protection on your souls and on all family members that you hold dear to your hearts. I place the seal of protection on you and I thank you, but I desire to tell you that you have been called not because of your strengths but because of your weaknesses. Because only in your weaknesses can God flourish through you out into the world. I call you “leaders” and “ambassadors of light” so that you can lead the lost. The reason I call you this is because you truly know the breadth and the depth of pain and sorrow. You have in all of your lives undergone tremendous pain and sorrow, and yet you have become victorious because at the very core of your pain was found even more surrender and abandonment to God, acceptance and submissiveness to His Will. The more selfless you have become, the more I can allow my presence to guide you, and the more that my Son in His Most Sacred Heart can literally dwell in you, not only for the short time after you receive Him in the Holy Eucharist, but it is at every moment that you can dwell in the Truth of His Divine Will; and then the Eucharist can sustain you from one reception to the next, not only for the short time following each reception.
So thank you, my children, for hearing my words and being with me. I know that you hope with all your hearts that the time will come when these are not just words but the meaning will flow and play out, and I promise you as your mother that all will unfold as has been said. The Divine Plan is with God and we must through free will act accordingly. The more we surrender, the more we receive. This is truly a time of war. This is the time of salvation. Now we are ready. We have planned our attack, a plan of victory.
I bless you and thank you for responding to this call.
Jan 22, 2001
01/22/01
24. The Painful Truth
As I walked into the room today, I heard My mother exclaiming in song, “I love you, O Lord, My strength, My God, My Shield. You have protected us, and kept us safe. Praised be your Name.”
“Good morning, little one,” she said with an inviting smile.
“Momma, why do people say mean words and hurt other people?”
“Many people do not desire to know the Truth as outlined by our forefathers; and through fear, they reject Love. They avoid responding to the Will of God. Perhaps, if they knew the Truth, they would respond.”
“I shall teach them,” I said.
“Jesus, you must learn and grow in Wisdom. Do not be quick to speak.”
“Why, momma?”
“Because, my Son, if you unveil too quickly an area which would expose or challenge a need for change, many times people may not admit or agree that change is needed and will reject you. Often times soldiers will even hurt you, if you offend them and expose their lack of charity. Few people desire true ‘littleness’ because they want to be in the light of fame, power and popularity. Please, be careful, Son. With time, as you continue to grow, you will teach Your Way of Love through action, silence and the proper words.”
“I will show you, momma, that I will be wonderful. Watch Me. Listen to this;” and as if projecting to a forum of people, I said, ”O listen, people of this region. I say to you, it was not Moses who gave the bread from Heaven. My Father gives you the True Bread. This is the True Bread which gives you Life. Hear the Truth, O people. (Clap, momma.)”
“Alright, my little one, now let us work together for Your father is soon to return home for something to eat. My heart is glad, little one.” With a hug from My mother, I joyfully skipped to the door to look for My father.
Let us stop here for today, child. I want to share with you the importance of this lesson. People are all happy and eager to receive praises and to hear good, complimentary virtues about themselves; but the moment they are challenged with the Truth of My words, they become hesitant to receive anymore. Whether My words are spoken through the priest, rabbi, prophet, teacher, parent or any other person, everyone has the free will to decide to accept My Word or reject it. As trials and purgations surface in their lives, many struggle and run by trying to justify their own causes instead of trusting in My words and allowing Me to grace them to meet their challenges in peace.
The closer you get to Me, the more you must be cleansed, purged and tried, so that you can obtain total union with the Trinity and live in eternal peace. Silence, prayer and continuity in works of mercy will speedily gain you victory in My Love.
I give, I take away, I restore so that each soul can have the opportunity to become perfect and be able to share in the Beatific Vision of the Triune God. The Truth will always in the end be made known, even though it may take time to clearly understand. This is because pride, sins of malice, ways of confusion, division and even scandal block My Truth and become obstacles to growth in humility. I desire all to be My friends. I no longer desire servants as slaves, but as friends and companions. I desire all to join in harmony and live in peace. Even if there is not harmony, you can still individually gain My interior Peace.
I bless all people and give all people the opportunity to receive the grace to grow in the holiness of the Saints. The question is, when I give the grace and need arises to purge them of sin, who will remain faithful and hopeful in My Love? Silence, prayer, works of mercy and charity all abound in the fruition of grace and reveal the Truth of My Word. Peace.
Jan 19, 2001
01/19/01
23. At School with My Cousins
By the time we returned to Israel, I was nearly five years of age. The next morning I was playing with two sticks, squatting low to the ground as if I was a little drummer boy. As My Mother passed by she proclaimed, “Beautiful music, Jesus,”; to which I responded, “Love it.”
I was having a wonderful time. My two imaginary friends were in a procession with me. Then I began to march and hit My sticks, sounding the ‘rat-tat-tat’ on each other. Then with a sudden stop, I looked to My mother and said, “Momma, the soldiers are all around, and we must hide to protect the treasure.”
My Mother said, “Where are we going to hide, Jesus?’
I said, “Over there so the soldiers won’t find us. We have to keep our treasure safe, and we can’t let them find it.”
“What is the treasure, Jesus?”
“The gold. Can’t you see all this gold, right here?”
“Oh, of course, yes, my Son; we will make sure all is protected.”
At that point my two cousins came over as there was a knock at the door. “Let’s play, Jesus!” screamed Judas and James.
Mary (My aunt) walked in and said to My mother, “Blessed morning to you, Mary.”
“Oh good morning. Please come in and rest a while as the boys get reacquainted and ready for school. I am in the process of making straw baskets today and thought I would show the boys how they are made, and then complete our lesson on Moses”
“Thank you, Mary, but I must return to Alphaeus who asked me to assist in some home affairs.”
“Well Peace be with you, my sister; and God go with you today.”
In the background you could hear the laughter of the three of us boys shouting “rat-tat-tat.”
My mother allowed us to play for a little while, and then she called us to come inside for our lesson on Moses. We responded quickly and gathered around her. It was clear that James needed some tempering as well as focusing skills, but My mother in her way was able to quickly gain his attention and listening heart.
Then mother began, “When Moses finished his song to the assembly of Israel, he told everyone to take to heart the warning which was given to them, and how all the people had the responsibility to pass on and enforce the law of God onto their children because it is a serious matter of life, both Life in God and a long life on the land they were about to gain as they crossed the Jordan.
“Afterwards, Moses went up to Mount Nebo which faced Jericho, as God had instructed him, and viewed the land of Canaan, which was going to be given to the Israelites as their possession; but he was not allowed to cross over and enter the land. He could only view it at a distance, because he had broken his covenant of faith with God at the waters of Meribath in the desert of Zin by not maintaining the sanctity among the Israelites. And there, children, Moses died in the land of Moab. He gave the tribes the blessing which I will teach you about later. Before Moses died he laid his hands on Joshua, who thus gained Wisdom; so that the Israelites would then be obedient to Joshua who would lead them across the Jordan and gain domain over all the land of the Hittites, from Lebanon to the River Euphrates and west to the Great Sea.”
“How old was Moses when he died?” asked James.
“He was 120 years old, son. Now do you want to help me with my baskets? I am weaving baskets, and I need some strong helpers who can help with such an important task. Do you know any boys who would like to assist me?”
And all of us screamed, “I will, I will!”
Sep 7, 2000
My dear little children, praise be Jesus!
Little ones remain in the Peace of My Son.
My Son will not betray you, even though darkness and betrayal led Him to the threshold of His Passion.
Give yourselves to my Son in an act of pure and total love.
Offer your strengths and your weaknesses to Him at the Foot of His Cross.
Place everything at His feet; the little feet of my Son, Who as the Child Jesus in His gentleness and purity, gave Himself unreservedly and ever so sweetly through the last steps He walked without any regrets as the Son of Man, the Man of Sorrows.
Do not be afraid, children, for Jesus is your victory.
Do not be afraid to step into the darkness of His Passion because this is where your victory and glory in my Son are fulfilled.
This is where you will be able to identify with Him, in your trial of faith; and this is how you become beautiful and are transformed in His Love.
All that matters is LOVE, children.
All that matters is LOVE.
Have the heart of a grateful child.
Peace to you.
I take your petitions in my arms and will present them to my Son who is all Sweetness.
Your confidence in Him should have no bounds.
Thank you for responding to my call.
Gianna’s Perspective:
It is on this Feast day of the Nativity of Our Blessed Mother that I write this perspective related to the Exaltation of the Holy Cross.
We all have sufferings in our life and if we try to bear our cross without Jesus, everything will crumble. We cannot suppress our cross because we fall under that sign of His Salvation, His Cross. It is the endurance and perseverance of Our Lady that gives us the courage to continue to fight. She will give us Wisdom and restore us to goodness and will be our anchor in the storms of our lives. We are not alone. There is nothing to fear if He is with us. Let us Trust, pray and continue to face our struggles with filial confidence, embrace and kiss our cross with Jesus’s victory over evil and death. Peace and love to all of you and your loved ones.
Mar 1, 2000
01/03/00
20. Silence
My little one, the beauty of Life continues in the silence of each day. The body grows and changes without daily notice, but still is growing silently. During their lifetimes my people fail to recognize also their silent visitation from the Holy Trinity. Nothing remains the same. Each moment life changes, but the Holy Trinity remains the same, yesterday, today and tomorrow, offering the fruition of Love of Life eternal. In the silence of My Birth, My Life and My Death, life continues on for My people as a gift from the Holy Trinity and the invitation for them to know who they are as they were created to be. The year rolls over into a new millenium in silence, but the Love of the Holy Trinity continues to give Life. Every soul is created to give God glory, but every soul must find out the meaning of this gift and its mission to Love.
Now let us continue on from where I last ended:
21. My Mother, the Teacher
This is a new day. We, the Holy Family, still live in Egypt. I am sitting on My father’s lap facing him. My forehead is pressing into My father’s forehead, and I’m staring right into his eyes. Our noses are touching and My hands are cupped around each side of his face. He looks into My eyes, too.
I say, “Boo!” He smiles, and My mother walks in.
“It is time for your lesson, Jesus,” she says.
I descend from My father’s lap feeling grownup and proud of My independence. Respectfully and obediently I approach My mother. “But, Mom, first dad has something for you. I have something for you, too. It is your birthday today. Daddy told me he made you a rocking chair but to keep it a secret.”
Joseph walks into the room and smiles most reverently and humbly, as he has heard what I just told Mother. “Happy birthday, Mary!”, he said.
“Yeh”, clapping my hands I say, “happy birthday!”; and then I reach with open arms and hug My mother’s legs. She picks me up and smiles. I give her three big kisses on her left cheek and I make the Cross on her cheek.
“Thank you, my loved ones. I love you,” she said. After it was over, we (My mother and I) sat on the new rocking chair. “Let us begin soon with your lesson. Today we will continue on with the recitation of the Canticle of Moses, the song of Moses before he died.”
Mother says it, and I repeat after her. “Give ear, O heavens, while I speak.” We spend ten minutes learning and reading the words. I do not know how to read just yet, but I pretend to know.
Then we say our prayers; and mother tells me a story about Moses and the land sworn to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob; about how Moses died in the land of Moab; and about how Joshua was filled with the Spirit of Wisdom.
“No prophet arose in Israel like Moses whom the Lord knew face to face,” said My mother.
With those words I smiled and clapped. I hugged her neck and jumped off her lap, marching out of the room proclaiming in an authoritative voice, “Give ear, O heavens, while I speak.”
