Saturday, November 14, 2009

Love God, Love One Another: "Walk in the Way of the Light" by Rita Ring, May 9, 1994

Walk in the Way of the Light

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May 9, 1994 After Communion

R. Our feet carry us about in this world. We do not t


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hink much about our feet and how they do this job.

I have received visions of feet. In 1978, when I received a gift from God, I saw a shoe and I heard the verse, "Walk in the way of the Light."

I have a free will. My path must be the path set by the Master. He leads, I follow. His ways are not always the ways I want to follow. I sometimes do not want to forgive. I do not want to let go of hurts when I have been wronged. I want to hold on and be angry. Walk in the way of the Lord! I do not want to obey when I have a letter that is not nice, but that I must deliver. I would rather be popular and not cause any discomfort. "Walk in the way of the Lord."

Is this the same as doing His Will? I wanted to sing in the choir at the Athenaeum. I liked it. I felt important. I was singing beautiful songs to God. He took my voice away! I finally saw what His Will was for me. I wanted something very much. He didn't want me there.

I can see now so many things I wanted. I wanted to play the music at daily Mass. 'What a good thing to do!', you say? He wanted me to go to Mass and listen to His words and spend time in adoration after Mass and write these letters.

I wanted to get my children through college. I continued to teach. I lost my voice and I was miserable. I wanted to spend my time with Jesus. I spent some time with Him, but I had to work, too. I couldn't talk so I wrote up long lectures and tried to make it work. It made me miserable. For two years and two months, my voice was almost entirely out of commission but I still received special recognition for teaching. I worked hard to do a good thing. Teaching is a good thing. He was calling me to be writing these letters. I did my will and wrote some, but it was misery. I couldn't breathe because my vocal chor

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ds would swell and I had trouble breathing. Did I listen? When do we listen?

God speaks in the inner promptings of our hearts. The more I listened, the more I heard, the more I realized that I must have no preconceived ideas of what is to happen. He directs me. I knew these things were good things. I knew I was doing His Will.

I was a teacher. I went to school all those years. I had to teach. It was right. But it wasn't His Will! I can't try to think and make sense out of what is a good thing. I have to listen and wait for His answer-when He gives it. I know in my heart what He is saying, like it or not. His Will is His Will, not mine. They might be the same, or they might be entirely different, but I have to do His Will!

His Will He makes clear in the inner promptings of my heart. He speaks directly to me. I must be still to hear. I have to pray every day to the Holy Spirit for His gifts. When He tells me His Will, I know it is what He wants me to do. I don't figure it out. I am told and I know I have to do it. Then He nags me until I do. To me it is like a toothache. It stops when I do His Will. It both

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ers me until I do it.

He told me this morning that I am not perfect. I was being pushed by my son and I got angry. Then I felt, "What is the use? I got angry. Now give it all up." He said, "You are not perfect. Say you are sorry and move on."

In my pride, I think I should be perfect and know all things and never be learning His way. His way He makes clear to us in the inner promptings of our hearts. I am human. I fall, I say I am sorry, I learn a lesson. I do not get angrier and keep on being nasty or mean and then say, "Well, this is the end of this." In humility, I say I am sorry and move on to serving our precious Lord Who loves us so. This is His way!

Jesus: Walk in My way, My dear children. Walk. Your feet carry you down the road. Follow the road of the Master. If you take a bad turn, get back on the road. I am leading. I am waiting. I am walking with you where you walk. I never leave you. You move away from Me. I stay steadfastly by you.

Oh, child, be humble. Do not let pride and anger eat at your heart. When you are wrong, admit it and do My Will. I am calling you to follow Me. Follow My path. It is the only way to your happiness and peace of mind. Wherever you go, My sweet one, you never travel alone. I am with you. Love, love, love. Do not let Satan work in your head.

If I am telling you to do something, do it, even if it is unpleasant. This is what teaches you the way of the Lord. The more you obey Me, the more you hear Me. I am God. I do not necessarily communicate as you do. I may use your senses, but I do not need them to talk to you. I do not need words. I give you promptings. You know when I speak to you and you know you must follow.

Open yourselves up to Me. Pray to be open and to know how to listen to Me. I am God and I want to tell you all you need to know. No one can speak to you as I do in your heart. Come and be with Me in silence and let Me talk to you. I love you so, dear ones. I will never steer you wrong.

R. He never told me, in the letters, to get out of the chorale. I had to hear it in my heart after much misery, as I was holding on. I went to the doctor. I took voice lessons (with no voice) for two years and two summers. I continued to take voice lessons with no voice! I took antibiotics, and could hardly breathe, but I kept teaching the next year. Did He tell me to quit? No, He waited until after I had quit and then said, "You will not have any problem with your voice if you do not teach."

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He gives us promptings in our hearts. He wants us to hear with our hearts. He taught me about His ways in the letters. Things about my life I had to hear in my heart. He communicates in our hearts, directly to us. Doing His Will is doing His Will. Do we cover up what He says and do what we want? Every time I do not listen to Him I move farther from Him and I hear less because my pipeline is not clear.

I cannot disobey Him ever or I cannot stand it. If I don't do His Will, I am miserable. If the whole world hates me, I still want to do His Will.

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