Pools of Grace...October 27, 2010
Just weeks before, as I was walking past the picture of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, which I had in my possession since I was a child, and was now beside the Bible in our living room, I noticed that His eyes in the picture became real and they were boring into my soul, and I could feel my soul being penetrated by His gaze, and I had to look away as I could not meet His gaze for any more than that second. I hurriedly walked past to continue what I had was going to do, and came back after and his eyes are no longer the same. I shared this with two friends of mine who were in our prayer group. At our prayer meeting several days later, one of the women there said something to the effect that she sensed that Jesus was gazing upon us with His fathomless eyes, or something to that effect. My friend turned to look at me expectantly, hoping that I would share what happened just a few days earlier. I did not, as I felt very hesitant about what had happened. The next time in prayer, this inspiration came to me...
“My child, turn not away from My sight but gaze steadily upon Me. I strengthen you with My gaze: think of My eyes of pools of Grace which are fathomless in their depths, containing countless treasures made to fit only you. See My tears of sorrow, which caused My heart to palpitate with mercy. Call upon My Mercy: see how much I love them? I weep, I weep for they do not know the depths of horrors to which they are prescribing for themselves or others. Their souls are putrid, but yet I love them and desire them to turn to Me, to gaze into My eyes. In their present state, they cannot gaze upon Me, especially into My eyes, as their souls would not be able to bear to see the weight of their cruelty upon My heart! But yet I love!
Help Me, My son! Pray for them in Me, yes, with Me in My Divine Will. Sacrifice for them, with Me, in the Divine Will. Share your time with Me, for them in My Divine Will! If only they could look into My eyes and also see My Mercy, they would cry, weeping rivers of tears in thankfulness for Me loving them still, and still desiring their souls. I hold back My hand yet only a little while, as it were, to hold back the consequences of their actions. How I suffer from their ingratitude, suffer from their hatred of Me, suffer from their mockery of Me! How I suffer from their vanity, their pride, their ego so drenched in satan's venom that they think they are gods. No: THE god, and well above Me! What indignation! Yet I love! I love!!
My mercy yet prevails, just a while longer, as I allow yet again another nail to be driven into My tender flesh: the flesh of the God man that is perfect in its formation and thus in its sensory capability. But each nail does not enter just My wrist, but it enters My Heart where Satan's breath seeks to extinguish the love that I have for them: if I were but a man! But I am the God man! So I love till the end! The nail also pierces My soul, for I know the souls for which My sacrifice cannot reach because they do not desire it. The deceiver laughs because he thinks that he is won this time. His putrid breath hangs everywhere on Earth, causing people to dance and rejoice in their illicit lusts and concupiscence, their ego and their pride: their rebelliousness. Yes, he thinks that he has won. But yet I love! I love!! And yet I have Mercy: mercy, before My Justice speaks. And do not doubt that it will!!
But for now, I need, yes, I need your hands to be My hands – yes to even heal; I need your feet to walk My path; your words to speak My words; your thoughts to be My thoughts. You are My instruments, all of you who have said yes to Me and have consecrated themselves to Me, especially through My Mother, who has so long suffered with Me. Bring My Love and Mercy to a world so in need of a Savior- so in need of redemption. In My Divine Will, hold each one up to Me so that the scales may fall from their eyes at the proper time, so that they may gaze into My eyes in order to see My great Love, My great Mercy for them, so that they may fall on their knees in awe of My greatness, and in repentance call upon My Mercy and I will carry them to My Heart! I thirst!!
Help Me. I need souls so that My thirst for their redemption may be quenched. Have My Peace. Go forward and have assurance of My protection for your family and also that I desire to work powerfully through you because you are My son and have given Me your ‘Yes’. I am full of joy because of your Yes, because few have done so. So peace, peace and My Love!”