My Passion I Endured for Love of You
October 29, 1993 - 5:30a.m.
Jesus speaks: If you knew how really close I am to you, you would not doubt I am right by your side. I knew what I was going to go through at My passion. I was God. It was unbelievable, but I did it for love of you! All the beating and hitting on My head, whacking from behind, spitting, kicking, such horrible blows to My innocent body I saw. I knew exactly what would happen, but I did it for love of you!
R. Dear Jesus, I am so unworthy to have a friend like You. I am so unworthy of You, God, to love little me so much. Oh Jesus, how great is Thy love for us. It is unbounded. It is full to the brim. It cannot be perceived in our human minds. How You loved us to death. Beatings, mockings, scourgings, thorns pounded into Your precious head, and big gigantic nails pounded into Your feet and hands. Oh, Jesus, each wound You suffered for love of us and You knew all along how You would suffer. Yet You continued and let them do those horrible things to You out of love for us!
Now You wait, day and night, in the tabernacle, by our side, for us to come. You wait and You are ignored and not loved, but You continue for love of us. Oh, Jesus, that I might learn to love a little like You. I am so worldly. I hold on to all that is for my gratification and You wait for my call. I hold back my all from You. Teach me to do as I ought, to do Thy will and know You better, to trust, to have faith, to be as You want me to be each minute, every day, every hour. You are to be honored, oh my Jesus. All knees must bow to the one, true God. I am doing it only for You, dear Jesus.
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