April 11th, 2003
(The visual given in this message continues to follow the Lenten Passion of Christ as indicated by Jesus in the messages of 3-14; 3-21; 3-28; and 4-7-03.) (visual by recipient) “Yes, I hear You My Lord. Thou must give me great strength, if I am to repeat what Thou would have me see. It’s very hot ……and many, many people line these narrow streets ……and Jesus as He is, struggles to carry His cross. No one sees me. I’m right in the middle. It’s though I am walking right besides Him. I have to stay close. No one sees me. [sigh] My Lord.He walks with great difficulty ……bearing His Cross. He falls with great pain. He struggles to His feet ……more pain…more suffering. But He goes on. Is there no compassion? Why are they so angry? Everyone is angry. They gather closer to Him …but the soldiers force them back …and then He falls. At what point this is I cannot tell, but one of the soldiers realizes He is too weak to continue and he summons this man. He has a child and a little burro and he calls him.” “come, carry…assist this man”. He’s very unwilling at first. He obviously doesn’t want to do it and he turns to his son, whispers something in his ear and sends the little one down the path with the burro. He helps lift the cross ……for Jesus is now too weak …too weak to carry it.
I see a frail lady, child like …she’s so small a woman, she defies the guards and rushes to help her Lord. She only briefly takes a cloth. It is pressed to His face to wipe away the blood and all the filth that He now bears. There’s no talk, no communication ……only the look, the look acknowledging love for one another. She’s forced back … she’s forced back into the crowd. The pain from His People’s reactions is more distressing. It is though it opens the wounds so much wider. When love has been rejected the wounds open…but what comes forth is only compassion and love. They’re close now …they’re really close(to Calvary). It is barren and desolate. The hill (mound) not very big is crowded with people. Some (way in the back) are dressed differently …silent though, but their thoughts are gleeful.” “this will teach Him they say …this will end it all.”
“They are in place now. The hole is ready; the cross has been tossed on the ground and Jesus too has been made to lie down, very gruffly tossed on the ground. He sees His executioners and still there is no bitterness …there is no anger, but only love. They don’t understand Father…I know. I can hear them talking …now the stake is picked up. His right arm first…there is already a hole. (sigh) Then you hear metal against metal and once …twice …three times … making sure it is secure. Then they take His left arm …someone is kneeling on His chest. He can’t breathe and they have prepared a stake or spike …and the hand doesn’t line up with the hole. Just like last time (referencing last years vision)…it doesn’t line up. And they pull and they yank His arm out of joint …and then they take the stake with the hammer and again…metal against metal. He says nothing …quietly just sighs …and then this un-kept person gets off His chest and now sits upon His legs. The hole seems too short but they lifts the legs slightly and start again …metal against metal [sigh] and then finally …finally it’s over. And the cross is lifted and dropped into this hole and His whole body jerks. The crown that is worn on His head is knotted badly at the back of the neck …and it bleeds as it turns so violently back against the cross and the sharp thorns on the forehead spout more blood. He looks …looking for those He loves …and finally someone, an officer I think, recognizes His Mother and allows Her to come up with John. He doesn’t question John. John assists Her and together they stand and kneel and they too are cursed. And time lapses now…for God’s work is almost complete. But He suffers so to breathe …His throat burns…it burns …there is no relief. There is the peace in knowing He has served His Father and will be the Savior of the World. It becomes very dark ……almost frightening the way it’s gotten so dark ……mid afternoon but it’s dark …people are becoming nervous. The crowd is starting to back away. Jesus and Mary’s eyes meet. He speaks to Her…to John and finally with what little strength He has left He raises His head so slightly …His eyes toward heaven and says” “Father” …(The scene ends).
(Tongues) “My Child, this you shall say. These cruel but yet unknowingly bitter souls have tried to destroy Truth …..but what is Truth? Pilate asked”…… “Is it true?” “ And yet He did not pursue asking” … “what is truth”? “Truth asks only to be known in order that it may teach. I am the Truth …come to me and I will lovingly and with great patience teach you the way that leads to truth. Come My Children there is nothing to fear …for you must grow in your faith ….you must be strong in My Words …and you must always rely on My Truth. I am He who lives and thirsts for souls. Come to Me … come to Me at My table … receive the food to nourish your soul …the food of eternal life”.