July 29, 2015
11:41pm (no, the numbers are not lost on me…;0)
So…I spent my time in prayer and then picked up the Chronicles of the Bride tonight. I got “nostalgic” for seeing Him – haven’t been in class in some time, nor really asked to go anywhere with Him lately – been too tired!
So, I asked Him if we could have an adventure together, put on some soaking music…and found myself on the road to the right of my mansion. (I’ve been there many times now.) The lanes and fields before me were like a patchwork quilt – lines going this way, then that way, rolling hills of flowers and fields. Jesus came up beside me to the right, and another figure – Tall! Came up to the left. He was as tall as Jesus. I found myself dressed in a knee length, blue “fluffy” dress…and Dorothy from Wizard of Oz was all I could think of.
I turned to the Lord, and laughed – because…well, He didn’t LOOK like the lion, and the other person didn’t LOOK like the tin man…but that was surely the feeling I got. I started to laugh and protest, “No, Lord…this is too silly. This has to be me…” and He laughed right out loud at me and said, “Dear one – you’ve been getting too serious again. You need to laugh with Me a while.”
I turned to the other person, and suddenly I just KNEW it was Padre Pio!!! Pipe and all. He chuckled at me, and Jesus and he linked elbows with me and we walked off, skipping down the road for a little bit…. Such nonsense…lol!!
Well, we soon found ourselves near a very large, shady tree to the right of the road. A blanket/picnic was spread underneath, and the Lord led me over to it. As I knelt on the blanket, I could feel ladies coming up to me, kissing me on the cheek and then sitting down around me and beside me. I sensed them more than saw them, but oh my!! Mom was there, Aunt Betty, Gram G and Gram F. Aunt Helen!! And sweet Becky (the daughter we lost to heroin 10 years ago)…. And then, wonder of wonders, Faustina showed up!! I have no idea what she looked like – I just “knew” she was there. And finally, Lady Mary came, too….oh my….how gracious and sweet she is.
We all sat down at Jesus’ feet, and he began to talk to us. At one point, the ladies all understood that my heart was heavy with the weariness of being in this world so long…(I’ve been watching and waiting for Him and the Rapture since I’m 17 – and I’m now 61!) and I could feel their thoughts/empathy flood over me. I leaned on Jesus’ knee, and I was complaining just a little that I couldn’t see it all clearly…and He gently reminded me that I had given that gift back to Him… sigh. No, Lord – I will NEVER take it back! He told me that my sacrifice in this has opened the door for many on the channel to see and hear. And of course, that made all the difference!!
Padre Pio stood by the side of the tree all this time, smoking a pipe and just watching. I joked to him that it must be strange, being the only man amidst so many women, and he just smiled about it. It almost seemed like there WAS no real difference between them any more…a new thought for me.
I told Him that I was so sorry for all that was coming to Him (at the Trib.) – that I wished there was more to do for Him, something else I could give Him. He told me, “You obeyed.” I paused at this – because I had just finished reading Him saying this to Clare in the book, and thought my mind had jumped to it. But, He shook His head, and took my face in His hands and repeated it. Oh, how beautiful He is, in spite of the misty fog that I see Him through!! How precious is His face, His look, His gentle voice!! How I long to finally BE there, face to face, hand to hand. I took His precious hand and let my tears flow over the nail wounds.
Soon, I found myself sitting alone in the grass, surrounded by little creatures: butterflies, small animals. Flowers that “waved” at me and moved in synchronized motion around me. It’s all so breath-taking…it’s all so impossible to describe or contain. Jesus came over to me, and I asked Him where Glorious was (at least, I think that may be His lion’s name.) He never answered, but just then, my beloved Buddy (my golden retriever) came running over and jumped up into my embrace. Oh, he was SO happy!! So healthy!! So beautiful!!
He told me something else – something important, I believe. But, even though I’ve asked Holy Spirit to remind me…I can’t think what it was. Oh wait! He told me again that “I ride between His shoulders.” And then I saw Him as a mighty Eagle, flying in a slow flap of the wings and glide. And I was resting there between His shoulders, curled up and seemingly asleep, nestled down among the feathers – so unafraid of all, because I so fully trusted that He would let no harm come to me. It was the most natural place in the world to be….
I just can’t fathom this kind of love…for me. We talked at the tree a little about my heart. The fact that there had been so many “bites” out of it over the years, that there seemed to be so little left, and I felt so badly that I had so little love to give to Him and to the Channel. But, He showed me that it just didn’t matter, that somehow I had become a conduit of HIS love for them, and He assured me that what I was doing for these dear souls really WAS making a difference. I truly needed to hear that from Him. It seems every message He gives to Clare has an element that causes me alarm, causes me to question, “Lord? Am I guilty of that?? Are You pointing to me, too, with that?” For, I never, ever want to cause Him hurt or harm because of me…even though I know it happens, anyway.
Ooohhhh….My God. My King. My Beloved One. My All. My precious Jesus….
O, how I long for the veil to be torn, and our life together – face to face, flesh to flesh, life to life – to be revealed!!
All Praise! All Glory! To the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords!! Hallelujah…Amen.