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September 7, 2001

September 7, 2001

(Angel) “Has thou forgotten! Where is the crucifix that goes in this ones hand?”

There was a fairly long pause. (Months earlier we were instructed that the “special” crucifix used to give our Lady’s special blessing is to be placed in my hand as the message is being received ......... it had apparently been laid upon my chest instead. It should be noted that we try to have those familiar with this “special time” be present as often as possible. Sometimes during the overwhelming gift of the moment we become so intense in prayer (alleluia) we have “senior moments”. “We shall wait then.” An even longer pause until the crucifix was placed in my hand.)

“My dear children,


I invite you this night to come with Me.......... to remove yourself from everythingthat does not pertain to My Son... that does not pertain to prayer and love of

neighbor for you are gathered here as My beloved children........... children which I
am preparing for a great race. See the athlete as he prepares and conditions

himself for a great race .......... strengthening his muscles and his endurance that he
may compete to the best of his ability.

You, My children, are also athletes but an athlete for souls. I ask you to prepare as you would be running a race to condition yourself to endure for the race is long and you must be prepared. Pray, for through prayer comes strength that will nourish your soul to persevere. Children, as you run this race, do not look over your shoulder  for over your shoulder is yesterday and as you concentrate
on yesterday you stumble through the precious moments of today!

Think of Me as the Mother who prepares the child for a great race........ but the child
is still a toddler. Do you not think that I would scurry to prevent harm from
befalling him.............. so I your Mother constantly scurry after you. You areMine .........  placed into My care. I am your Trainer ........ to strengthen yourSoul......... to prepare you for this race of life for the starting line is conception and
the finish line is the arms of Jesus!”. (Tongues ... followed by a brief private
message).
(Visual): “There is something like a racing area in the center and everyone is lined up. There are different shades of lights ... perhaps different nationalities (I can’t really identify them). There is a bell that goes off and everyone starts out in this race, but you can’t exactly see the competition. The competition is*time! You’re only allowed so much time to complete your race. The stadium is full and there are voices and they are so encouraging. They are saying come on! ... come on! just a little further .... come on!. It’s Jesus He’s waiting.. comeon you can do it......... don’t look back, just put one foot in front of the other............ keep going. Then you sense someone has fallen. You can’t leave him haveto stop, that’s what God wants. Let me help you..... he slips his arm over ourshoulder and you keep going......... it’s hard, but you keep going. It’s a race forsouls. We are all in it........ we are all accountable. None must be lost!”(Private message with visual).(*Commentary): All through this particular message as we were trying to transcribe it, in the background we kept hearing this strange sound. My husband called the prayer warrior who was in attendance as the message was being dictated and asked if she was wearing a watch or anything that might have a “ticking sound”. She replied “no”. We finally realized as we continued transcribing the message, the ticking sound was that of a clock. There was, however, no physical clock to be found to make that “tick-tock” that mysteriously was heard on the recording. The rest of the tape was examined and found to be normal. Only this particular message had the sound of a clock........................................................................................... our
competition is the race of “time”.

September 14, 2001

September 14, 2001


Tongues ... “Yes, My Jesus.” ... tongues ...

“I, the Jesus of Mercy have come to you My children who show mercy. Mercy is a gift .... yet a gift which is learned. As a child who receives a new toy, he must learn how to play. .... for you My gift of mercy is much more significant. For to learn is to be in yourself merciful. You come .... you pray for your needs

and those of others, but it is to My merciful heart that all these petitions are gathered and sorted and here I look about and say, My children, be My little missionaries of mercy. Where ever you come from where ever you go ....
you are mine .... My little missionaries of love.”
(Visual) “I see people marching .... banners flying .... children .... life .... a march for life. A march for souls, but people are not cheering .... they are very rude.” “What is Life they say; what is life? I cannot see it, therefore it is not life”. “But God says”. “My children you march for Me .... you march for My unborn children. Receive My blessing for there shall be many times .... many times in your life which shall seem like a trial .... a trial for life. Stand up for truth and justice for soon there will be no place to stand, except before the Throne of God.!”

(Mary) “My dear children .... filled with uncontrollable emotion. Take My hand .... rest your heart upon mine for together we must sort through this day. We must sort through the events that have happened and are yet to happen! Remember it is up to God to disperse His graces as He sees fit. You wonder at times.... for you say” “ I don’t comprehend .... I don’t understand Lord, My human frailty blocks my understanding .... help me, heal me."

(Jesus) “ Child....... the one who receives grace oblivious to such a great gift is the
one chosen by God. For this one has been made into a garden in which the seed of grace has been planted and nurtured by God himself. There is no need to worry
My child. (private reference)....... (Message then continued).... For you My children
.... have you not read? .... I shall lead you through the valley of the shadow of death for I am with you. You know that life is but a temporary moment in time .... it is like a shadow which casts an image upon the world .... gradually in time it fades .... but it fades into eternity. It grieves My heart that as yet so many of My children do not understand the importance of mercy .... for without My mercy there is no healing of the wounds ....there is no chance for that final moment as you stand before Me to come into My Kingdom .... and you .... you must not
judge. Sorrow and pain I understand.... judgment (our human tendency to judge)
you do not .... for that has been reserved for one and one alone. Believe and trust
in Me your Merciful Savior......... for the wounds of the past shall heal and new
wounds shall open .... but those too shall heal .... for those who love and trust in Me are My children chosen from the beginning of time. *The little box you clutch in your hand is precious to Me. For I know one day you shall reveal its contents before My throne, and together We shall go through each moment of your life. Be

simple....... forgiving .......  as your wounds heal. This shall become easier, for
together you and I shall walk the path that leads to eternity.”

(Note: See message August 10, 2001 for reference of “little box”).(Visual): I see a rainbow (actually two rainbows)........... one crosses the other. The
tips of the rainbow have been straightened ... not remaining arched or curved as a
normal rainbow. I see bits of........ I don’t know what to call them . perhaps glitterysparkling precious stones similar to confetti ...................... just so beautiful. I
understand that they are the graces that are falling upon this valley. For as I
look .... the rainbow has formed a perfect cross. Its center is a circle...... thecircle of life .... it is Jesus. The rainbow is His promise........... cling to Him .... for He
is truth and in Him can be found nothing but truth!

September 28, 2001

September 28, 2001

(Pat) Mother........ why so dark? All in dark blue .... not black but dark blue. A veilcovers Her face........ very soft. (I understand............ tongues).

“My dear children,


Beneath My veil My eyes are filled with tears to cleanse and wash away mans

inhumanity to man. But through My veil, I see the eyes of My Son......... the eyeswho hold back the tears. Yet there is a special mixture. One of utter love.......... the
other compassion. But I, as the Mother looks closely at His eyes and see there is
more. For what lies there is beyond description............ shall I say...... but a glance
from His eyes would grasp the heart. A heart that would repent and be contrite.

My precious children, you have experienced much and have met much confusion, but tonight listen carefully to My words       for their meaning is of most
importance.”

(Pat) (Tongues).......... now? There is a shadow forming........... a very large shadow
... the time of the day makes little importance ... for coming into view is the biggest
bell I’ve ever seen....... a bell...... it has a crack down the side...... it is very old ... itreminds me of something............. the Liberty Bell ... which rang out for peaceand justice in this world. There is no movement there.......... all it quiet. But now a
burst of light comes and there are bells ... all different chimes ... all different sizes ... all ringing all over the world, and I hear our Mother say:
“Come, My children as one people under God. This is your chance......... this is youropportunity for grace. Kneel now and take between your hands the rosary.......... themost powerful weapon...... and as you hold it........... lift it before My Son, and say
Mercy My Jesus Mercy once again on your people; and, yes ... .tonight I too,

shall kneel with you and pray for mercy .........  for that final chance of
Divine Mercy.”

(Visual): “I see a very large pitcher............... older and different in size and shape.
I then see all of these bells. They are all going into this pitcher and they are becoming liquidized (similar to melting metal). I see a hand that grabs a hold of the handle of the pitcher and pours it, over this huge bell. The mixture is faith and
trust........ that our country will once again be one nation under God. The bellrings..... it is not a loud, loud ring ... it is a ring of peace. God draws us back to
peace as He meant His world to be. Praise you My Lord”
(Commentary): It would appear each bell represented a Nation/Country and as our prayers for peace penetrate the entire world All the bells would then become one liquidized molted substance of love molded once again by the Master Potter. The regular evening scripture reading was from Laminations 3; Verse 18-23.

September 21, 2001

September 21, 2001

"My Dear Children,

You hear the whirling sound of the wind as it gathers strength .... becoming louder unleashing it’s power to all in it’s path. Yet the gentle breeze .... still in itself wind .... catches the fallen leaves .... and gently brushes through ones hair and against the cheeks .... a kiss from God.

Each of you have faced obstacles and will continue to face many more in your journey to holiness. Some exude great efforts to withstand the underlying currents which attempt to draw you beneath the vibrant rays of hope ....burying you under layers of disappointment and discouragement.

You reach for support .... an unshakeable and indestructible strength beyond all strengths .... the Hand of God! He waits for you My children to open your heart and outstretched hand. The hand which reaches out in complete trust fits perfectly and confidently into the hand of the Father.

Out of holy love do not be afraid to place your hand in the hand of your brother and sister in Christ. The circle is your reminder from Jesus .... from Him you came .... to him you shall return.

The simplicity of God’s truth is our courage to journey to the cross! Fear not impending disasters .... for you are the fertile ground from which shall spring forth new life .... precious and holy .... obedient to God’s Holy Will. “