July 10, 1994 - After 7:00 Mass - All Saints Church
Love God, Love Your Brother
Messenger: Oh, how I love you, Jesus and the Father, the Holy Spirit and Mary!
Jesus speaks: My child, feel My love constantly. This closeness you feel after Communion does not have to diminish. I remain forever in your heart and ardently love you every moment.
Do you comprehend some of My love, My sweet one? I speak to you here with such an abiding love. Open your heart and listen to the words of your Savior. Do not ever question Me, read every letter and know I am speaking to you. Tell My beloved ones how I ardently love them. Tell them I speak in every letter in God’s Blue Book with such love. Tell them to see Me speaking to them. Do not doubt My letters, you miss My sweet love for you. Focus on every word delivered to you from Me, your Jesus, Who loves you so. This produces that loving awareness in your chest.
Oh, I tell you over and over again of My love. You are not listening with sincerity. Believe this is truly Jesus speaking to you. Oh, dear ones, I love you! This is why I write this day, to give you such ardent love. Listen to Me here and experience My love for you. Oh, I love you with an abiding love, a Heart on fire with love for you. You are My beloved ones.
Alleluia, I love you. I am Jesus and I speak to you. Alleluia!
Messenger: The devotion to the Eucharist is just not what it should be.
Eucharistic Ministers should be instructed how Jesus, the Son of God, is truly present. (Ex: I heard two Eucharistic Ministers fixing pyxes for the nursing homes discussing incidental matters.)
Oh, my Jesus, I bow before You in such worship. You are the Savior of the world. I feel the indifference of many toward the Eucharist deep in my heart and beg You to help me to preach Your word and Your true presence. You are God, truly present in the tabernacle. You are the Savior of the world. I worship You. I adore You.
Jesus speaks: I love you so much, My precious child.
Note: At 11:30 p.m. I had a dream: I was holding the hand of Jesus’ statue and Jesus held my hand, then He began to tell me about the wounds in His hands.
Birds chirping.
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