I am with you always! He told His disciples and, A little while you see Me – a little while you don’t!
How do we reconcile these two seemingly very different statements? Is the Lord constant or not? Always with us? Or only on a part time basis?
Listen and you will see the beauty in the wholeness of the Love I offer you from the bosom of My Heart to yours…one Heart beating together in a framework of eternal happiness, in the bliss of knowing one another’s love in its wholeness (holiness) forever lasting.
I am with you always! But you, where are you? Are you with Me always. Consider the way you opt in and out of love dependent on whether you need Me at the time. Are you not selfishly awaiting the glow of Love at times to satisfy your own emptiness only, your own extremity of desolation when you ‘need a friend’ and there’s no one there so you think of Me? How easily you cast Me aside when other adventures call you – things of no value that make you forget temporarily the ruination of your happiness while casting away the eternal Presence, the Reality of Me in you.
Don’t forget – you are Mine. The Father has given Me all of you and as such I will not let one of you remain lost. I say ‘remain’ because you are already lost. ‘No’, you may say but this is the blindness of pride that dries up reason to become dust to the Will that I am in you that you ignore in your blindness.
I have forever to wait for you. It could be an a minute, hour, or centuries…it doesn’t matter. All will come to Me in time by the yearning and willingness of your heart, not by force. In time, you will gratefully elect My Fullness in you as you recognize My Mercy has no boundaries.
Sincerely, I await you. But why wait, why resist My Call of Love. My Mother and I call you to sacredness, to holy Love now.
Why are you turning a blind eye to those in need? You say, ‘I’m sure others are giving and God will take care of them.’ This is not love. It is a dishonest cover-up for those who don’t want to share their food, their talents, their money as if to say, ‘I’ve done enough! Let somebody else do something for a change!’ What it really means is, ‘I have reached the end of my measure of love for you!
I am King. What does this mean? It means that as your King I serve you to recognize My love for you to be happy. I willingly gave My Life for you. I chose the Cross as the Reality of My massive (Mass of) Love for you - not because I fell into the cruel trap by the intentions of those who did not know what they were doing. This Gift was given for you. For those who are living now I gave it beforehand, before your hand sinned. I have fore-given (forgiven) you My Love.
Why do you count everything you give? Why do you say, ‘I’ve done enough? Let others do something?’ Remember…you are My Hands into the world. By your example of Me they will do the same. If you choose not to be My example, then don’t blame others for what you are now equally unwilling to do: they, by blindness and you, by disobedience. For many of you are aware of My teachings but refashion them by removing the Spirit to suit your positions of superiority.
‘I’ve done enough’ is the death rattle of a corpse who has ceased to exist because the Spirit of love no longer abides in he (or she). Wake up Lazarus (whatever your name is)! Walk out of the tomb of your counting house to greet all those who are awaiting you, your smile, your friendship, your love. What you can mean to one another is immeasurable!
I have counted every grain of sand and have not lost a single grain. But when you count every dollar you give, and every ‘act’ of kindness you show they disappear as though they never existed because they never did! The proof is in your counting of them and thus, the Love that could have been there has bled out leaving nothing behind.
Jesus asked, Where are You, My Father? It was time for Jesus to feel the fullness of human longing and sorrow; to experience the questioning of the human heart.But within this human suffering Jesus remembered the Love of the Father and believed in His constancy. Finally, He trusted and knew His Father was close by.
Who is there that can trust your love in the same way? You are still flimsy in your love for one another. You say, ‘I love you!’ with great passion and exhibition as on the one day of love set aside for love. You shower each other with cards, promises and flowers. And the next day? How about the next day after that? One hundred days later? Without love one day can feel like a hundred years.
One day a year… What have you to answer about the other 364 days? Is this the limitation to your love? Were I to limit My Love for you to one day – there would be not a single breath on the day after February 14th which would mean the end of the human race. How many sit and wait, lie in waiting (wait because of your lies) or die, waiting for your love?
We say, ‘Time stands still when you’re in love,’ because we recognize love is in the present and we want it to last forever. We would all say, ‘Money is no object’ when it comes to saving the life of a loved one. Must they all lie in agony, be on the edge of death before you stretch your hand (not to grab what isn’t yours) in love and caring? Maybe that’s why they’re all sick. Maybe they’re just trying to get your attention?
What are you waiting for? The ‘right’ time? When it’s more convenient, when you’re not so busy? Maybe after the hockey game? Love is lived in the present only.The promise of love to someone starving, dying may not be realized tomorrow. In the heart of the one who awaits love, hopes for love - the dream eventually fades and hope dies. This is the first death and it leads to the second which is the body. The death of hope is more painful for it is the realization that there is no one there and that no one is coming because they don’t care. In this, those who die in lack of hope share in Christ’s suffering that there were still those who did not want to be saved.
Jesus knew His Father was there at the Cross. He had learned of the Father through His Blessed Mother when He was a Boy and learned directly from His Father every day after. Although He didn’t see or feel His Father at the Cross, He knew He was there. He understood the necessity of ‘bearing all for us’ and He recognized the Gift of His Father’s Presence, the immeasurable Love in his Mother and the other women who in their compassion wept below Him.
They risked everything to Love Me. The armed soldiers, black sky and earthquake, all the jeering and insults of the crowds were nothing to those who loved to the fullest. What could outweigh Love? Nothing. Should the whole world stand still; should there be turmoil everywhere - stand fast. Be steadfast in your Love. This is what the women did. They did not count the cost to them as the soldiers did with His tunic. Love this way. This is the Way; I am telling you the Truth; be the Life to others as these women were and as I am to you now and forever.
What portion of love will you give your brother (your sister) – a meager amount or everything? Are you measuring out an acceptable share, a suitable amount now? Then a rock has replaced your heart in its miserly offering of minute dimension and falls as a dead weight to the floor at the moment it is parceled out. We await the removal of the stone from the tomb of your heart for you to arise as on Easter Sunday to love one another to the fullest measure of Eternity which knows no end.
What assurance can you give one another for the next day, or yourself for that matter when you don’t know if you’ll even be alive a moment from now. Don’t store in the warehouse which has also become a tomb for others who starve waiting for the food of your love which you will not share. You are blind (by pride) to the despair, suffering, hunger of others. Unless you are given a close-up view which generates but a momentary love-like response of pure emotion which again is wasted. An empty promise.
It falls to the earth dead…from a dead tree in which the promise of seeds for the Future becomes nothing because the tree is sick. It has hung onto its many fruits too long and have died on its branches. These timely fruits could have been shared with so many others and then by their seeds nourishment into forever.
It is time now, to become instead the cradle of hope as the womb of a mother filled with love for the unseen (but felt) recipient of her love within her sacred womb where everything is shared between the mother and her baby. Take my body, my baby – it is given for you. This is my blood, my baby – given for you. This is the first supper of many I will share with you – not by the bonds of love but rather the free outpouring of my forever love for you, my baby.
In this way…love one another.
Yours truly,
A Friend with the Spirit