February 4, 2009

Thousands of years ago, there was something sacred which was shared among the people. The Ark of the Covenant was taken from place to place in order to share the teachings among all the people. It was not only for the Jews but for all people. The laws of God were seen as sacred and were shared with everyone from different countries. Then, after hundreds of years, the sharing of the Covenant just stopped. It was impossible for any miracles to come from it anymore. The holiness of the priests began to disappear and there was much fighting between armies and against many people. The Spirit was not there with the people.

But now, an incredible miracle exists to understand.

Mary, the Blessed Mother of Jesus, fled Jerusalem after His crucifixion, with His burial cloth wrapped around Her. She believed in its sacredness because She knew that Her Son was from God. She hid the cloth for Herself and we know exactly which countries loved Her, praying with Her, because they realized that Jesus, Her Son, had died. The Shroud was so sacred that people prayed in front of it all day. But Mary did not keep it for Herself only. She realized how much Her Son had meant for people so She told them, “Pray to My Son and share this Shroud with your countries, wherever you go”.

In time, some priests, some kings and later some researchers said, “This is mine. Give it to me. I have protected it ... I have researched it ...” The Crusaders took it for themselves, just as the others had done, without sharing. It passed through many hands ... the Greeks, the French, the English and the Italians.

That’s why we say it was stolen. It was not shared. At first it hadn’t been respected at all. It had to be hidden because the people close to Him knew it would be destroyed by the Romans. But those people close to Him respected it and knew that one day it would be respected again. Finally, now it is back with the Italians and it is respected again. It is shared with whoever wants to go and see it, on special occasions. Still, it was stolen from its original owners.

Here is an incredible story that is fascinating and beautiful. You might have no idea why it is important.

At the beginning of my journey with my Elder, I was told to take nothing with me and worry about nothing. I sold everything and didn’t even have a car. All my businesses and money were given away. But, I kept $5.00 in my pocket, just in case I had to make a phone call or something. One day, my Elder reminded me that I had lied to him – that I had stolen something from him that needed to be returned. It was the $5.00. So, he made me go to the old landlady that I had and he told me to give her the money that I had hidden. But my Elder said, “Don’t just give her the money. Tell her that you stole it.” This was a tough thing to do, but I had to do it and I did.

She said to me, “Roger, is this $5.00 mine now?”

“Yes,” I said, “It belongs to you now.”

“O.K.” she said, “Now I can do anything I want with it, so I’m giving it back to you!” I was surprised, but realized that I had told the truth.

Listen today.

Someone stole the Holy Shroud once. You must admit you stole it. It will return, believe it. With the truth, there will be miracles every day – more than you think. It was stolen first. In our day and age, the Italian and American researchers were paid millions for the research. They found nothing. A Bishop believed there was something to be found in it and paid me to do research on a copy of the Shroud. In his heart, the Bishop was sure something would be revealed but he didn’t understand why.

Today, we are here to prove what we say. The truth will be shown to the people. You will be shocked. A miracle will happen here every day, as it now does. Why does this happen? It is because the research that I have done on the Shroud is not for myself. I haven’t stolen the Shroud. The miracles are for everyone. We can prove what we say. It is for everyone – for all the world. It is honesty. When we are all honest, you will see what I see.

Let me tell you something. If you go to Mass, there is one God in each Eucharist. We all share this from the same cup. Now remember a teaching from long ago. A woman was approaching a Holy Man and the Man asked, “Who touched my garment?” She only had to touch His garment and the Holy Man knew that she was seeking healing – and she was healed.

“I was in the Holy Shroud 2000 years ago and I still Am. Do you see how the whole world can become one? They were all connected once with Me, and also from the garment that touched Me.”

When the priest blesses you by touching your head, you feel the touch from Jesus from 2000 years ago, when He began His first physical blessings of His apostles. When He touched, a miracle occurred. The Mass is the same thing. When the Eucharist touches you, you receive the miracle as well. You believe in God.

The miracle is in the heart of the believer. “Your faith has healed you.” Many miracles occur when one believes. The Spirit guides you in your belief.

So when the Holy Shroud is returned – Bang! There will be miracles right away. To love and to share – this is the way. We can’t do the miracles by ourselves. The Spirit brings it all alive. “One person only is good enough to change the world.”

The miracles are here because we believe in Him. The Spirit does the same thing – from one to the other. He sent His Spirit to be with us. It guides us.

Remember, a good baby feels your love. A baby becomes sacred when the mother and the father are guided to love by the Spirit, to recognize the preciousness of their baby.

Love, respect and sharing from the heart – from the belief in the other – create love for the world.

The Spirit is alive in the Shroud. The miracle is love. We know that someone loves us. It is really not a miracle because He’s there every day. Love from the heart is so sacred that we feel unworthy. Don’t lose this.

What is ‘mine’ must change to ‘this is for everyone.’

This love is so sacred that it will save all the countries, the children, everyone and the world. Learn to love and share.

Roger Poisson

With the Spirit