Aug 11, 1999
11/8/99
18. My Mother
My little one, before we continue on with My first lesson taught to Me by My mother, I want to talk about her daily life. She lived a very ordinary life, and she did not make an impression, in the eyes of the people in Egypt or Nazareth, of anything out of the ordinary. She was the wife of Joseph the carpenter, and she lived like any other woman. She took care of the family and household chores, cooking and cleaning. She was simply Mary, the wife of Joseph the carpenter, who had a Son named Jesus.
What made her different then from the rest of the world? Her “fiat” to God. She lived with Me, through Me, for Me, and in Me. I dwelt within her. Every step of her life was in step with Mine. She said “yes” to the Father and never took it back. Whatever God wanted was acted out in her “yes”; including everything she felt, whether it be joy or sorrow, good health or suffering. She said “yes” to the Archangel Gabriel, “yes” to becoming the spouse of Joseph, “yes” to a humble manger, “yes” to the exile into Egypt, “yes” to devoting her entire life to teaching Me and keeping Me hidden. She said “yes” to when later it would be time to say good-bye and let Me leave her as I began My public ministry. She said “yes” to My Cross, My Death and My Resurrection; and she said “yes” to becoming the Mother of all peoples.
She kept within her heart all the treasures of My Life from My Birth to My Presentation, from when I was found in the Temple up through My Death. She did not take it upon herself to discuss these events with anyone. Her neighbors saw her willingness to help others in need, but never did she reveal the secrets of God, her Son, the Christ Child, King and Savior for all the world. Her actions of purity spoke her way of life and told the story of Truth, and they quietly instructed people how to lead their lives. The fruits of her spirit were those of Mine, namely: “love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, trustfulness, gentleness, and self control.”
She lived what would later become St. Paul’s own words of instruction to Christians in living the fruits of the Holy Spirit. She was all to all people because I was all to her. She now remains Mother for all people, because I am Savior for all people. There is no distance between Us. Where I am, there she is with Me. This is what I want people to ponder, because I desire to dwell in all people and be one with them in every aspect of their lives and every avenue they walk, as I am One with My Mother.
Whether you are a newborn baby or falling into decay as age develops, do not lose heart. I can be equally as intimate and One with you through your faith in Me. Take My words into your heart.
Peace, little one who is lost without me. I love you and will never leave you. Peace.
Jul 13, 1999
7/13/99
13. Our Return to Nazareth
We stayed in Egypt until My Heavenly Father revealed to My earthly father that it was time and safe to return to our homeland. One night as My father was sleeping, an angel came to him and said, ”Joseph, wake up. Do not be afraid. You may now return to your homeland with your belongings. Your family will be quite safe. Herod has died. You now are free to go back. God’s Peace is upon you.” Taken by this dream, My father awoke and hastily arose to check on his beloved ones. There nestled in comfort I laid in My bed of safety. Surprised to see My mother awake, he said, “Mary, my beloved, I had a dream from Heaven”; to which My mother responded, “ I know, my Joseph. The angel said it is safe to return now with our belongings to our homeland. Let us return as you see fit.”
At that response My father smiled and began to pray with My mother a prayer of thanksgiving to My Heavenly Father, and they pondered in their hearts the goodness of God. “O’ how beautiful you are, O’ great possession of our hearts, You Who created the heavens and the stars and the soil of the earth. We bless Your Holy Name and bow to Your Divinity. You Who knows all things, we thank You and desire to be Your lowly servants. All praise and glory to Your Name.”
With that prayer I stirred and called, “Mommy, daddy”; and with arms raised high towards Heaven, I was lifted by My mother into her arms. I embraced her with a loving hug, but then extended My little arms to My father. There I desired to rest My head after I patted My hands against his cheeks and smiled at him. He responded to My Heavenly Father’s call. He listened and responded. I could rest My head on him, for I was secure, safe and at peace in the arms of My earthly father. What a joy to feel the comfort of a father, My strong but gentle daddy! He was Mine, all of Mine; and I was his, all of his.
Little one, ponder this scene that I have revealed to you. The joy and wonder of being gifted with fatherhood! Peace to you. I love you, and I give you My Heart and My Eyes.
Jun 29, 1999
6/29/99
12. More on Our Life in Egypt
Elam was very kind in helping our Holy Family become situated in that far away land. He was a robust man with a face which spoke a tale of his life. He had a beard and gentle, soft, deep-set eyes. He was a man aged in years, yet quite capable of continuing his sturdy work. We remained his guests for 4 weeks at which time we moved our belongings, the little we had, to our new home.
Our new house was quite lovely with its holy surroundings and My mother and father. We lived in poverty, yet with the dignity of noblemen. I was taught the Law of God directly from the Seat of Wisdom, My mother; although at this point in My life, I was not yet old enough. I was still a young one of 1 ½ years of age. I was talking and learning words and sentences, and I had mastered walking by this time. The wonders of God’s creation enticed Me. I had golden hair with curls just forming, and my cheeks were quite rosy and chubby with peach fuzz brightening the outline of My hairline and face. I was quite comfortable in the arms of My parents and was not independent enough to wander far from them.
My father set up his carpentry shop outside our dwelling place, roughly 100 feet away. My mother began spinning wool and, at this point, began making hand-woven cloaks. Our livelihood was a very simple one. My father endured harsh comments from many of the townspeople and responded with silence when ridiculed, but this was short-lived. My father became known as a respectable, honest and fair man. His wages were fair, and he always give his surplus to others who were suffering unfortunate circumstances. He became known as a gentle man with great integrity.
He never shared the belittling commentaries with My mother, but she knew of his pain from several verbose women in the area. She did not need women to reveal her husband’s situation because she could see his heart of love and his concern in wanting to be a providing spouse and father. None the less, the women of the town were quite generous in exposing other peoples’ hardships to all who had ears to hear. My mother, in her purity, softened the blows My father was receiving by opening her heart to these hard-surfaced women, and she became the lagoon which swallowed all the negative speculative remarks against her spouse. Only a heart so Immaculate could silence the effects of evil and inspire people to change their lives, repent, and walk the path towards God.
When the news arrived of the slaughter of all the innocent children, the heavens wept tears of sorrow for the women who waited in agony for their lost ones. The world would never be the same.
It was only the beginning of evil’s reign and would mark the commencement of the pain to come upon the world from the misuse of power, and from jealousy, hatred and malice, vanity, and soul-searching desires. The evil one would certainly try to destroy the world in fear of THE woman who would destroy him forever through her fidelity and obedience to God. The battle began at that moment and continues on today with the threat to innocent lives in the mothers’ wombs through the termination of life before a baby’s first breath. One day the world will know of the importance of the children, their sanctifying and redeeming grace from God, and the way of life necessary for salvation.
Let us stop here for now, little one. I do not desire to continue. The pain in My Heart is too strong because I am the One Who has given birth to the children, my people of the world, through My Passion. O’ that they would really be mine, not their own. They live for themselves. I want their flesh, for it rightfully belongs to Me. Peace to you. My Heart I give to you and My Eyes I give to you.
Apr 20, 1999
4/20/99
11. Our Life in Egypt
The journey to Egypt was long and uncomfortable, but the peace of God dwelled within our hearts. My parents did not find out about the massacre of the Holy Innocence for a long while. Had My father known, he would have been tormented by such an atrocity. On our flight into Egypt we, on several occasions, did not have any food to eat. Many times we stayed with the Bedouins who lived out in the desert under the stars. My parents sang their hymns of praise to God and remained calm during their journey. They did not want to show Me any signs of concern. They were truly honorable, loving parents. We covered long distances every day making several stops along the way .
My parents did not know what the future held in store for them, but they trusted in the Father’s Will. With confidence they proceeded in haste to Egypt. We traveled a little while along the Mediterranean Sea, but then went inland. The terrain began to change, with more hills and sand as we drew closer to Egypt. We passed Raamses and Goshen, the sight of the pyramids, which indicated the nearing of our destination.
When we arrived in Cairo, My father looked for housing. He registered the family name and was introduced to the surroundings. My father was given the name of someone who lived in the area by one of the three Wise Men (the King from Saudi Arabia), whose name My father had kept. The man’s name was Elam. St. Joseph found Elam in a humble dwelling and revealed to him our circumstances and the meeting with the three Wise Men. At once Elam bowed to My father in loving humility and invited us to stay as his guests in his house for a while until we acquired our own housing. My father accepted in joy and gratitude.
Let us stop at this point now, My child. We will continue at another time a little later. Peace to you. My Love is in your heart. Rest in My Love now.
Apr 1, 1999
4/1/99
9. Our Flight into Egypt
When the Wise Men had come to Bethlehem, I was at the end of my 8th month of life. The Kings stayed for 2 months and left when I was almost 11 months old. They did not return to Jerusalem to report back to King Herod of My whereabouts. An angel appeared to the eldest King in a dream and advised them of King Herod’s plot against Me. The Wise Men discussed the dream and discerned that they would simply return to their countries by another route.. They also entrusted the dream to St. Joseph, who being a king himself in the eyes of God, gave confirmation to their discussion to avoid King Herod. The Three Wise Men saw My father, St. Joseph, as a just man and a guardian of purity and holiness. My father’s riches were in God, and his manners were those of a great king; and the Wise Men knew of his wisdom.
When King Herod realized the Wise Men were not returning and his intentions were discovered by the three Kings, he became furious. I was 12 months old by the time King Herod realized the Kings were not returning to report to him. I had just celebrated My first birthday. Daddy, (St. Joseph) had made me a wooden lamb and My mother had woven Me a special quilt- like blanket to keep Me warm. She prepared some special wheat cakes with honey, and the shepherds came to celebrate with us. They sang songs and we all played little games. That night I was sleeping calmly in My cradle when My father was awaken by his dream.
God the Father sent His angel to tell My guardian father to take flight to Egypt immediately. We had to escape quickly because King Herod was afraid of My innocence and power. King Herod wanted to see My death. St. Joseph arose calmly but quickly, and went to tell My mother who was by My cradle that we had to gather our belongings and leave by the dawn of the morning for Egypt. She prepared all she could in an orderly fashion because the trip would be cold and long, and she knew that we might not be returning. What was left behind could be lost forever.
St. Joseph then left to tell the shepherds we had to leave, and made arrangements for our humble house. The shepherds helped my guardian father gather the necessary livestock and donkeys for the trip. How gracious the shepherds, My friends, to come to his assistance. Their loyalty remained embedded in My Heart forever.
10. The Holy Innocents
We did not have much time. King Herod had ordered the slaughter of all 32 male children, 2 years-old and younger. By the time he organized and ordered the troops, we were leaving by donkey for Egypt. One donkey was loaded with tools, another donkey with our necessary items, and the third donkey was for My mother and Me. We said good-bye too our friends as My father continued to strap all our belongings we could take with us onto the donkeys, The dawn was nearing as we left Bethlehem, and My mother with tears in her eyes said good-bye to the fond memories in our little modest home.
(Special note: It was the Child Jesus who came today to tell Gianna this and visit with her.)
