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Thursday, February 25, 2010

The Love of the Hearts of Jesus and Mary: "The Holy Spirit" by Rita Ring, July 2, 1994

July 2, 1994
The Holy Spirit
                         
                

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Messenger: Hot air balloons filled with air set afloat by fire. We are filled up by His Spirit and set afloat by the fire of His love. We become weightless and float in the sky above. We are floating, letting His Spirit take us about. We are united with the heavenly powers. It is the power of His mighty love.
Come, Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of Thy faithful and enkindle in them the fire of Thy love. Send forth Thy Spirit and Thou shalt renew the face of the earth.
As I die to my false self, God lives more in me. Help me to die to myself. You, Lord, love my brothers, You gave the last drop of Your Blood, the last beat of Your Heart for them. The more I die to self, the more the God Who loves my brothers lives in me and He ardently loves my brother.
The more I think of myself, the less I love my brothers. As the false self diminishes, the God Who is united to me operates in me more and more.
Help me to love as You love. As I surrender to You, I become in greater union with You and it is You Who operates in me more and more. You loved my brothers to Your death. You love my brothers, all my brothers this very day. You would die for each brother this day. It is God Who loves through us that loves our brothers with His love. It is He Who operates my very being.
We die to the false self, we increasingly receive His living water. We remain alive in Him. He fills us to the brim, we are vibrant in Him. He is Life. We are made anew, like the clean water. We are filled with clean, living water. We operate with vibrancy, force and spirit.
Jesus speaks: I came to this earth out of such love for you, My beloved ones. I was born a mere human and I came to love you and they persecuted Me. Those whom I loved, they persecuted Me! They tore My flesh. They numbered all My bones. They were My beloved ones. How it hurts to love and be rejected and persecuted by those you love.
I am Jesus, Son of the Living God. I know the pain of torture. No matter what they do to you, they did it to Me.
To My death I suffered for intense love of you.
When they persecute you and holler every slanderous thing against you, pray to your heavenly Father for strength to deal with your attackers. It is in your sufferings you are drawn closer to Me.