Jan 25, 2000
01/25/00
22. Our Life in Nazareth
Well, little one, it came time for us to leave Egypt. My father waited until the climate was conducive for travel back to Nazareth. We carefully planned our travel and packed our belongings with precision and care. I personally gathered My precious wood carvings, wagon, and “little” lamb. We said good-bye to our friends, especially Elam, who had helped us find lodging when we arrived.
Summer was ending and autumn was nearing by the time we made our return to Nazareth. You could see the anticipation and wonderment in the eyes of My father as we were nearing Nazareth. My mother, in her wisdom and beauty, safeguarded the interior attacks on My father by saying, “Joseph, God is good to have protected us and provided us with the necessities of life. He surrounded us with His angels who protected our dignity, and He spared us from the sword of evil. It is good to return and give Him glory and praise through our courage and peaceful, resigned manner. All will be well, for God is with us.”
“Yes, my beloved,” Joseph responded, filled with many emotions. “I am certain Alphaeus has taken good care of our home. It is good to return. Let us sing a song of psalms to our Father for our safe arrival.” We then sang our way into Nazareth. As we entered our home, all of us were silent. Father broke the silence by saying, “Well, let me unload our belongings and make us a little more comfortable.”
“Yes, Joseph, and I will prepare something for you and Jesus with the leftover food with which we traveled. I am sure you both are hungry, and you need nourishment.”
It didn’t take me long to begin jumping and helping My Father. Not long after we settled in, My father’s brother Alphaeus and his wife came over with My two cousins Judas and James. They visited for awhile as we “three” played with stones and some of My wood shavings.
Alphaeus said, “Well, it will soon be time for school to begin for the boys. I expect Jesus will be joining them?”
My Mother said, “No, I will be teaching Jesus,” which met with startled looks from My dad’s brother and his wife (Mary).
But My dad said, “No, Mary will teach Jesus. She grew up in the Temple and knows the law just as well as any scholar. She shall teach Jesus, and I will teach him my trade. He will grow in dignity and learn the ways of manhood.”
With those words, Mary (Alphaeus’ wife) said, “Oh, perhaps since you will be home teaching and the boys love Jesus so well, and because the family has been apart awhile since you have been gone, perhaps they could join Jesus in His studies?”
My mother smiled; and as she said, “Of course,” Judas, James and I ran into the kitchen area screaming “hurray” and hugging My Mother. The three of us boys then walked outside arm in arm. This is where I shall end this part of our entrance back into Israel.
Peace, little one. The role of the family is quite important, and I would like all the world to know the implications if the family unit did not exist. There would be a broken society, filled with heartbreaking consequences and great suffering. A father and mother are needed to bring up each child with a healthy mind, heart and soul. Without families there would be tremendous perversions of many kinds. Ponder how the Truth becomes obscured and how the lives of humans harmed through deception and falsities of life when love and schooling in the areas of the true law are not brought to maturation through the family unit consisting of mother and father. Peace.
Nov 22, 1999
11/22/99
19. My Poverty of Spirit
My little one, why do you think I came into the world poor and humble instead of as the glorious, righteous King to be attended by myriads of angels? I was more than poor. I also exemplified the purest spiritual poverty. It was so I could be the Guardian of your humanity. You live in a world today where people think that they should live it up and possess as much as the world can offer; but in the process, they are failing to see that the necessary ingredient needed to be an authentic human being was outlined and lived most perfectly through My poverty of spirit. I lived the misery of the world, even unto the torment of death, without the consolations of heavenly assistance and with total helplessness, so that I could live every aspect of your own humanity and give you hope and courage to be who you are in your own spiritual poverty on your own cross.
If you want to receive the joy of Divine things and submerge yourself into its glorious significance, then you must walk as I did, embrace who you are in your misery and weakness, and welcome the true essence of your humanity with poverty of spirit. How do you practice this poverty of spirit? You must learn to accept yourself, even if you may go unnoticed in your daily life, and even if your talents may be simple, not extravagant, without recognition, and common in the eyes of the world.
I lived this way. I did not exemplify any superiority or wealth which leads to self-centering honors. I stood alone as you all stand alone. No matter what you have exteriorly with all its pleasures and honors, you walk your walk alone. Satan would like you to be preoccupied with the glamours of life and submerge you into their temporary pleasures, masking the genuineness of being who you are in the pain of loneliness. He would like you to compromise the mission of your life, to live in total spiritual poverty, by feeding on the prestige of the world. If I walked the way as a common man, did I not set the true example of how to imitate God?
If you do not know who you are now in life, who you really are as a human being, then how do you expect to know the true Divinity? Your existence is only a glimpse of what is to come. I would like all my people to really ponder, reflect and contemplate what it has meant for them that I came as their Emmanuel (God is with us); and why I have lived the way I have lived and have embraced all the misery, pain, loneliness and helplessness of this impoverished humanity without accepting Divine assistance. This mystery is the key to how Divinity came into humanity and how Divinity is within the reach of every human being. Remember, “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.”
Peace, little one.
Oct 19, 1999
10/19/99
16. My Childhood Fear
I started, little joy of My Heart, to awaken in the night full of fear. Night after night I would scream for My mother, “Mommy, will you rock me?” I would clench on to her loving arms out of fear and would not let go without a struggle. I did not want to go to sleep. I did not want to be alone. I wanted My mother to be by My side forever. “Mommy, be by me. What’s back there? I think there’s a snake. You better stay by Me.”
In the morning I would be full of energy and play. My mother tried to teach Me to be strong, to stand alone, and to learn My own individual characteristics. She would tell Me how many angels surrounded Me for My protection, and that I should never fear because Love surrounded Me.
I had to go through that phase and live fear for all My precious children who today experience fear. I am with them and will come to their aid and comfort. Sadly, many children today do not have a parent to comfort and rock them or to console them.
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17. The Good Shepherd
Well, today is a great day! My father enters our humble home and he says, “Little Jesus, come, Son. I have something for You for helping me clean my carpentry tools.”
“What? What is it, dad?” I asked as I darted towards the door.
“Well, come see,” said My father; and as I walked outside, there My eyes rested upon a baby white lamb held in My father’s arms.
“Oh, daddy, it’s a baby sheep.”
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It’s a lamb, Son.”
“Oh, My little babe, come here. Don’t be afraid. It’s only Me. Come here, little lamb.”
“This lamb needs a good home and someone to take good care of him, Son.”
“Can I, dad? Can I? I will take good care of him. Come, here, My little babe.”
“Well”, said dad, “do You know how to be a shepherd? A shepherd knows all his little lambs. They know their master’s voice and will follow him wherever he goes. Even if a stranger tries to call them away, they will not leave their master; for they know the true voice of their shepherd. If one lamb is lost, the shepherd will find him and even risk leaving the others until the lost lamb is found; because the good shepherd will lay down his life for his sheep. There can be but one flock and one shepherd.”
“Oh, we can all rejoice together, daddy. You will see, I promise to be a good shepherd. Call me the Good Shepherd, OK?”
“Alright, my Son, here You are; Your first little lamb.”
I took the precious little white lamb and gently put him down, and then raised My arms high to embrace My father with a hug.
“Oh thank you, dad. Thank you. I love you.” I then put my little lamb in the wooden wagon (made for me by My dad), and I strolled off pulling My wagon saying, “You want to go for a little ride, little one?”
The scene ends there, little one. My first lamb, white as snow, without a flaw! Just as pure as a newborn babe, innocent and helpless! Ponder My joy. Peace.
Sep 15, 1999
9/15/99
14. Our Daily Life
Little one, now let us continue on with My Life’s journey.
After My father was told he could return back to Nazareth, he praised the Father along with My mother. We did not immediately leave. My father had established himself in his trade, and we acquired friends for whom we wanted to give proper farewell and salutations. My father also wanted to wait to be sure that the upheaval and unrest had settled down. We remained in Egypt 2 more years. By the time we returned to our homeland, I was 6 ½ years of age.
But first let me tell you of a day in My Life now as we return to the scene in Egypt.
I was almost 4 years old now. I was at the age when I was learning numbers, and I was interested in books (scrolls) and was very active, running, playing and climbing. We shall continue on from this point on a routine day, so that you can see what My life was like.
I am running around in a circle while My mother is sitting in her chair reading. I fall to the ground, roll over on My back, and I say to My mother, “I’m dying, I’m being killed, I’m dead.” I raise both My arms up from My sides extending them out, and I sigh a big breath and close My eyes. I peak open My eyes to see My mother who in distress is looking at Me with sorrowful, concerned eyes. I say, “I’m only pretending, Mom. Don’t worry. God is with you.” I close My eyes again and exhale a big sigh as if once again it is My last breath. I sit up now with a big smile, My legs extended, and My arms behind Me holding Me up.
Mommy is still not happy, and she’s still looking at Me. I get up and run to her, and I put both My hands on each side of her cheeks. “Be happy, Mom. It’s alright. I have to pretend to die today because that is what I will have to do later, but I will save you from bad people. I will protect you. See?” (as I smile at My mother.)
Mommy responded, “That’s enough for today, My dear One.”
“OK, Mom, you wanna read me a story now. But first maybe we better have something sweet to eat. I’m hungry, Mom. It’s kind of hard to die. Let’s have some honey then you can read me two stories, and then you wanna roll rocks with me?”
O’ the innocence of children. They do not understand the implications of their actions. They are so genuinely innocent and pure that you can hardly contain yourself from desiring to scoop them up into your arms and lovingly embracing them. Little one, O’ the sorrow which awaits those who harm little children and do not lovingly care for them.
I will stop here for now. But we will continue later when My father walks into the room, greets My mother, and I jump in his lap with my arms extended, asking, “Daddy, you wanna play rocks with us?” Peace, little one. Peace.
Sep 10, 1999
10/11/99
15. More on Our Daily Life
“Daddy, you wanna play rocks with us?”, I asked as I ran to him with my arms extended.
Then my father picked me up, gave me a warm, strong, loving embrace and responded with a smile, “Well it seems you have had quite a full day. Come sit on my lap and tell me about it first.” With a proud smile on My face, I took My father’s hand and led him to the kitchen chair. My mother, with her gentle smile continued to prepare something for us to eat..
“I pretended to die today, daddy, and it was hard work. There were people fighting, but I won because God is with Me.”
“Oh?”, replied My father. “You didn’t upset Your mother today, my Son, did you?”
“Oh no, daddy, we were just playing. It was pretend. I have to do that, you know. Mommy was a little sad, but I have her a big hug and kiss. You wanna play rocks now with me?”
“In a minute, my Son, perhaps I better talk first with your mother.” Mommy brought the snack to the table and we all gave praise to the Father for His goodness and our humble meal. My father then conversed with My mother about the day, as I paid little attention, jumping on and off the stool.
You see, my little one, My Life as a “child” was just exactly that, the life of a child. There was nothing extraordinary or spectacular which set me aside and different from any other child growing in the arms of loving parents. This is what made My life so special, because it invites and includes all children and people of the world for all generations. I came into the world and lived in the world, and I would die in the world for the love of all people. All people would be given the opportunity to live life in Me and to die in Me, to share My Life as I shared theirs and to share My Death as I conquered the pain and sorrow of death in order for all to be able to pass into everlasting joy.
Well now, after our humble meal, My father played rocks with Me as Mother cleaned and tidied up the kitchen. Afterwards, we all joined together for prayer time with recitations of psalms, praises to God and prayers for those in need. Then My mother cleansed me from My hard day’s work of play and prepared me for sleep. My father would bless Me and be next to Me as I prayed My bedtime prayers; and then My mother would sing Me a lullaby, rocking me as My precious eyes rested on hers. Slowly I would close them as another day came to a close with anticipation and thoughts for tomorrow’s activities and play.
