Mary has requested that the daily message be given each day to the world. It is read nightly at the prayer service from her Image Building in Clearwater, Florida, U.S.A. This is according to her request. All attempts will be made to publish this daily message to the world at 11 p.m. Eastern time, U.S.A.

We acknowledge that the final authority regarding these messages rests with the Holy See of Rome.

I appear my children on this former bank building in Florida, Our Lady Clothed with the Sun.

November 8, 2003

November 9th Holy Spirit Novena
Scripture selection is Day 9 Period I.
The Novena Rosary Mysteries
for November 9th are Sorrowful.



Come to China, Indiana

for a special retreat

November 10 - November 14

November 13 - Rosary at 12:00

November 10 - Mass 1:30 p.m.

November 14 - Mass 3:00 p.m.



Schedule for November 9, 2003


4:00 a.m. - Mass

4:37 a.m. - Children praying the Shepherds of Christ prayers

4:55 a.m. - Children's Joyful Rosary from March 20, 1997

5:42 a.m. - Morning Offering and prayers

5:53 a.m. - Songs

6:20 a.m. - 6:20 prayers led by Father Carter
                 Holy Spirit Novena
                 Shepherds of Christ Prayer Manual

7:24 a.m. - Daily Messages December 11&12, 1998

8:52 a.m. - Blue Book Reading from August 10, 2003

10:57 a.m. - Blue Book Reading from August 17, 2003

12:16 p.m. - Children's Sorrowful Rosary November 2, 1996

1:15 p.m. - Songs

2:01 p.m. - Newsletter 1999 Issue 2 (His Body, the Church)

3:32 p.m. - Children praying the Shepherds of Christ prayers

3:50 p.m. - Songs

3:58 p.m. - Prayer before the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass

4:00 p.m. - Mass

4:37 p.m. - God's Blue Book Reading

6:20 p.m. - 6:20 prayers led by Father Carter
                 Holy Spirit Novena
                 Shepherds of Christ Prayer Manual
                 Live Rosary from August 20, 2003 part 2

8:37 p.m. - Children's Glorious Rosary July 15, 1995

9:30 p.m. - Daily Messages August 11-18, 1998

11:00 p.m. - Morning Offering

11:03 p.m. - Choose Life

12:05 a.m. - Live Rosary from January 13, 1997

1:34 a.m. - Mary's Message

1:41 a.m. - Nursing Home #4

2:23 a.m. - Mysteries of Light from July 10, 2003 #2

2:55 a.m. - The Stations of the Cross

3:16 a.m. - The Seven Sorrows

3:30 a.m. - Morning Offering

3:35 a.m. - Songs

4:00 a.m. - Mass



November 8, 2003

Messenger:     We went to a funeral of a friend's father,
                            and it was in a part of the country
                            where we had never gone before.

                        We were driving on streets we didn't
                            know and in towns we never
                            heard of.

                        It was dark by five and we had
                            to make our way in the dark with
                            this unfamiliar setting.

                        It was a very dark night and we couldn't
                            see. We had booked a hotel in advance
                            and it was very far away.

                        God speaks over and over about our blindness.
                            The blind man can go into a room and
                            stumble and fall because he cannot see.

                        We had to take the ferry at night or drive
                            two more hours. The whole place where
                            we drove was surrounded by water. In
                            parts we could see many beautiful trees
                            in the distance against a very black sky.

                        We longed for the morning light to come
                            so we would be able to see this new
                            territory. We just felt it must be
                            beautiful but we could not see anything
                            at all. Even the ride on the ferry, we
                            felt the water beneath us. It felt
                            wonderful but we could not see.

                        When God began to give me the Blue Book
                            messages, I could see with wider vision.
                            I think of the scripture that says "They
                            will see with the light of seven suns."

                        In the contrast of the dark night, this
                            clearly tells us about vision. How does
                            God express things to us about vision?

                        In the 3rd Blue Book in the month of
                            June He spoke so much about
                            blindness. I had not had many
                            visions then, but Mary soon would
                            appear for 14 months daily. Yes,
                            I would see. I would see so many
                            beauties that God showed me.

                        He lifted the veil and He imparted to me
                            knowledge of Himself and with this
                            came a wider vision inside of me,
                            a knowledge of God I never knew
                            before and then the visions began
                            with my eyes vision of golden speckly
                            veils that were "see through" and those
                            visions I can never explain. To do so
                            it is to try to tell you why babies cry,
                            why they are so cute and why God
                            created them with such beauty for us
                            to enjoy.

                        Sing: Oh Santisima

                        A night of darkness, a day with the
                            brightest sunlight, so the little blind
                            ones could see.

                        And He lifted the veil and He showed
                            me things and He can lift the veil
                            for you and the people of the earth
                            too. But when He gives us such a
                            vision as He does in Clearwater and
                            people don't pay attention, why
                            should He give those people more signs?

                        Lord, when will I see You face to face?

                        When will You open the doors that will
                            give me deep insight into the mystery?

                        I see glimpses now, but I know I have
                            only scratched the surface. The night
                            wears a dark dress and it seems
                            the mystery lurks behind the shadow.

                        At day break the light comes revealing so 
                            clearly what the naked eye could not see 
                            only hours before.

                        God has put us as creatures upon the earth.
                            He is the ultimate mystery. He has given
                            to us the beauties of His creation, unveiling
                            certain things to us that the naked eye
                            can see.

                        But like the curtain of darkness that is lifted
                            by the morning light so many things will
                            be revealed to us when we see Him.

                        A moment of grandeur when God touches
                            my soul and reveals to me most intimately
                            knowledge of Himself. My soul thirsts for
                            my God like a screaming baby
                            quieted at the breast of the mother.
                            My soul is longing for Thee.

                        And so, so many focus on so many
                            frivolous things, man-made objects,
                            pleasures of the earth. Would it not
                            be better for us to take the time to
                            go to the high mountain and to contemplate
                            with thoughts of Thee.

                        Oh Holy Spirit fill my thirsting soul.
                            I feel that the nights have been long,
                            and I long for that curtain to be lifted
                            that the light of day will surely show
                            me greater vision of Thee.

                        Oh dear Saint Bernadette, you were but
                            a child when the Virgin Mary appeared
                            to you and told you she was the
                            Immaculate Conception.

                        I was much older, the age my mother
                            really died at. She died on the 19th of
                            June, and on the 16th of June of 1994
                            I saw little white lights on my notebook
                            sparkling and I was told I would see
                            as never before. I was close to the
                            end of the 3rd Blue Book and I was
                            told to go to Our Lady of the Holy Spirit
                            Center (the old seminary) and miracles
                            would happen there. On July the 5th, 1994
                            with my 2 children present, the Blessed
                            Mother appeared as Our Lady of Sorrows
                            in the back of the old seminary chapel.

                        What I will never forget is it was the same
                            place where I was awakened by my father
                            about the 4th grade age 9 while all the future
                            seminarians sang vespers almost 40 years
                            before. Where before I did not see.

(I was sleeping a little girl at the seminary and 
    my dad bumped me so hard to wake me that 
    I still remember it to this day. And it was in that 
    same place in the old seminary 40 years later 
    that the veil was lifted for me and I saw the 
    Virgin Mary so many times that she appeared. 
    It was such an abrupt awakening.

Dear Father, is this what it will take to open the 
    eyes of some that they will see, a father 
    shaking the child. Why do they not recognize 
    the gift you have given in the image in Clearwater 
    and Your Son's Movement Shepherds of Christ? 
    I still remember how my father woke me. I was 
    just a little girl surrounded by the seminarians 
    who now make up the priests in the Cincinnati 
    diocese. It just baffles me with the lack of priests 
    after the corner fell off the seminary why they 
    actually block us from trying to start prayer 
    chapters. Since 1994 we have ardently tried to 
    begin prayer chapters in the Cincinnati area 
    and all over the United States praying for the 
    priests, the Church and the world and there 
    are only a few prayer chapters in Cincinnati 
    with all their problems.)

                        On July 5, 1994 I saw our Heavenly Mother
                            her face was dark like the Lady of
                            Guadalupe. It looked cracked. I thought
                            it was old but now I think it was ridges
                            in her cheeks from the tears she was showing
                            me that she shed for her lost children.

                        From the words of the mother I speak as
                            given to me August 27, 1996.


Mary's Message
from the Rosary of August 27, 1996

Mary speaks:  I stood beneath the cross of my Son, and my Heart was in such pain for I saw Him before my eyes. I saw Him covered with blood. I saw Him die. My Heart, my children, my Heart to watch my Son, but my Heart, my Heart, how I suffered for my little children of the world that give in to this world and give up the love of my Son. O my little children of light, I give you this message. Carry this light into the darkness for your Mother Mary, for I stood beneath the cross and I cried. I cried for the little ones. I cried for the young ones, the ones that do not care and will lose their souls. How do I make you see for you will not listen to me? What can I do? I come. I appear. I beg. I plead. I give you these gifts from my Son, and you reject me. I do not deliver messages very often anymore for I have been ignored. The message is the same. You do not read the messages I have given to you. Please help me. Help the little children. I appear. I appear. I appear, and I am ignored. I stood beneath the cross, and I cried. I cried, and my Heart was in such anguish for my little children, for I am searching for them this day as I searched for the Child Jesus. Please, please help me. I cannot hold back the hand of my Son any longer. I am Mary, your Mother. I ask you to help my children. You are my children of light.

end of Mary's Message, August 27, 1996  


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     My little daughter was with me when
                            Mary first appeared. In the hand of
                            a child this is what she wrote for me
                            as we drove away that night.


Excerpt from the Red Rosary Book

July 5, 1994 6:30 p.m.

    I was told to go to Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Center to pray the rosary with my children. There were people in the front of the church, so we decided to pray the rosary in the back before the Sorrowful Mother statue. I had the following vision at the end of the rosary.

    The statue of the Sorrowful Mother was lit up as if she had fire around her. The light was very bright. Her whole gown was all-white, but the statue's gown is blue and pink. She was all aglow. It looked like the glow that comes off of a fire. Her face kept changing but remained totally sorrowful-the sorrow of an older woman. She was in such pain and sorrow! (It was hard to explain how she looked-extremely pained!) Her face looked as though she was in such pain that she could hardly bear it.

    The vision remained like this for about ten minutes, having begun during the last Hail Mary of the Sorrowful Mysteries of the rosary. She was holding something-it was all bright white-the brightest light ever!

end of excerpt from the Red Rosary Book


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     This daughter wrote this on May 13, 1994 as we
                            drove away from Conyers in the hand of a child.



Click here to read messages from Jesus.

Cling to Me

May 13, 1993 

Jesus speaks:  My dear child, if you stay close to Me, then I live in you and you live in Me. I am He Who created you and I love you with such an intensity that you will never know. My words are your truth. You must abide in My heart in all things. There is no room for doubt. My ways are steadfast, direct, and without error.

    You must stay rooted in Me to ward off the power of the evil one. His grip is paralyzing and crippling. His power is stronger every day.

    When you live in Me, I am in your heart and he has no power over Me. I am your God. I am your true lover. I want to protect you. I want to guard you from this force. Stay rooted firmly in Me and he will have no power.

    I am He Who comforts you. My hand is upon you. Hold tight to Me, My child. My eyes are fixed right on you. You are My most precious child. I love you as no other can. My arms are about you. My tenderness surrounds you. My love is in your heart. You go not alone. I walk with you.

    I share every aspect of your life with you. Cling to Me, feel My presence. It is warm and secure within your chest. There is no room for fear, for I cast out fear and bring you comfort and joy.

end of May 13, 1993 message


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     We must become like little children.


  Luke 10: 21-22

Just at this time, filled with joy by the Holy Spirit, he said, ‘I bless you, Father, Lord of heaven and of earth, for hiding these things from the learned and the clever and revealing them to little children. Yes, Father, for that is what it has pleased you to do. Everything has been entrusted to me by my Father; and no one knows who the Son is except the Father, and who the Father is except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal him.’  


Excerpt from Tell My People

as given to Fr. Edward Carter, S.J.


Spiritual Childhood

Mary: "My beloved priest-son, how I love to enfold you in my arms as my little child! Enfolded in my arms in my maternal embrace, I press you against my Immaculate Heart. I draw you within my Heart. There, through my maternal intercession, I clothe you with Jesus' graces. As you dwell in my Heart, I place you ever more deeply within Jesus' Heart and there the Holy Spirit fashions you increasingly in the image of my Son. As you grow in the likeness of Jesus, He takes you ever closer to the Father.

"Thus, as you grow in the sense of your helplessness without God, the stronger you become in Jesus. Childlike thus becomes strength. The smaller you become in living out spiritual childhood, the taller you stand beside Jesus. Weakness becomes strength, your sense of helplessness becomes spiritual maturity!

"Tell all my children about the wonders of spiritual childhood! Tell them to come to me and I will school them in its ways. How I love all my children! Oh, how I love to exercise my motherhood toward them all!"

Reflection: In the Gospel, Jesus speaks emphatically to us about spiritual childhood: "At this time the disciples came to Jesus and said, 'Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?' So he called a little child to him and set the child in front of them. Then he said, 'I tell you solemnly, unless you change and become like little children you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. And so, the one who makes himself as little as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven'" (Matthew 18:1-4).

End of excerpt from Tell My People


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     Oh dear God lift the curtain from our eyes.
                            Give grace to the people to see as Our
                            Lady appears in Clearwater, Florida.


Isaiah 30: 19-26

Yes, people of Zion living in Jerusalem,
you will weep no more.
He will be gracious to you 
    when your cry for help rings out;
as soon as he hears it, 
    he will answer you.
When the Lord has given you 
    the bread of suffering
        and the water of distress,
he who is your teacher will hide no longer,
and you will see your teacher 
    with your own eyes.
Your ears will hear these words 
    behind you,
‘This is the way, keep to it,’
whether you turn to right or left.
You will hold unclean 
    the silverplating of your idols
and the goldplating of your images.
You will throw them away 
    like the polluted things they are,
shouting after them, ‘Good riddance!’
He will send rain 
    for the seed you sow in the ground,
and the bread that the ground provides 
    will be rich and nourishing.
That day, your cattle will graze 
    in wide pastures.
Oxen and donkeys that work the land
will eat for fodder wild sorrel,
spread by the shovel–load and fork–load.
On every lofty mountain, 
    on every high hill
there will be streams and water–courses, 
    on the day of the great slaughter
when the strongholds fall.
Then moonlight will be 
    bright as sunlight
and sunlight itself be 
    seven times brighter
—like the light of seven days in one—
on the day Yahweh dresses 
    his people's wound
and heals the scars of the blows 
    they have received.


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     I want to speak about the storms in the night.



Message given October 11, 1994    

Take Shelter from the Rain in My Heart

(Messenger: I saw a vision in my heart of a little wet child standing by a tree in the storm in a dark night. Just a little light, enough to see the child.)

Jesus: You are this little child. You are in the storm. The wind and the rain are beating down on you. You are cold. You are wet, as wet as you can be. You stand by a tree and the wind beats against you and the rain pounds harder.

    My child, My child, there is such shelter in My most Sacred Heart. Come into My Heart, child. You will be protected from the wind that blows so hard on you. You will be out of the rain. It may pound down all around you, but your refuge is found in My Heart. My Heart is a burning furnace of love. See yourself, little child, stand by the tree and whimper and you want to go it alone? Let My Mother lead you by the hand. You, little child, come with Mary, your Mother. Let her take you to the shelter of My Heart.

John 14:6

I am the Way; I am Truth and Life....

    There is not life without Me. My life I give to you that you will have life and have it abundantly. Today I give you My very own Heart on fire for love of you. Come to Me through Mary's pure and tender Heart. We will shelter you in the darkest storm.

Messenger: When I am filled up with Your love, Lord, I do not whimper as a little child. I am filled with love and peace and joy. Take me, Mary, to the Heart of your very dear Son and place me there forever in a little pocket surrounded by His ardent love. I want to be lost deeply in the recesses of this Heart. How deep do you place me in His Heart? I want to be surrounded by the immense love of Father, Son and Holy Spirit and know, Mary, you are so closely united in this Heart!

    This is the comfort in the dark, windy, wet night. This is my refuge. This is my life. This is the closest I can come to heaven on earth - to be united in such love with the Trinity and Mary!

    Help me to let go of it all and come as a little child, running from the rain to the warmest shelter. A roaring fire, warmth, dry clothes and light - the light radiated by the Heart of Jesus. In the darkness I find my light in You. Alleluia. Praise God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Love to my beloved Mother. This is bliss.

Song:  I am Your Sacred Heart

end of October 11, 1994 message


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     The night was dark and rain began to fall
                            and a storm came up at sea.


Mark 4: 35-41

With the coming of evening that same day, he said to them, ‘Let us cross over to the other side.’ And leaving the crowd behind they took him, just as he was, in the boat; and there were other boats with him. Then it began to blow a great gale and the waves were breaking into the boat so that it was almost swamped. But he was in the stern, his head on the cushion, asleep. They woke him and said to him, ‘Master, do you not care? We are lost!’ And he woke up and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, ‘Quiet now! Be calm!’ And the wind dropped, and there followed a great calm. Then he said to them, ‘Why are you so frightened? Have you still no faith?’ They were overcome with awe and said to one another, ‘Who can this be? Even the wind and the sea obey him.’


Excerpt from October 13, 1996 Rosary

Our Lord Ascends Into Heaven

2.  We look out and we see the beauty of this day, with the sun in the sky and the light, and all the colors in the trees. We see the life in each blade of grass and in each leaf on the tree and tonight the darkness will cover this earth and although the trees and the leaves are still there, and this beautiful river, we will not be able to see with this clarity. The earth this day is covered with darkness for many souls have cut themselves off from the vine. They are withering and dying in their hearts. He is calling us and giving us abundant grace that we will be one in Him, that He will live in us, and as we live on this earth, He will touch others through us. This is a tremendous calling from the Almighty God-that we have been chosen and called and given this grace to be so close to Him.

end of except from October 13, 1996 rosary




November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     Lord wash us in Your Blood. Protect us from
                            the wiles of the evil one. Let us see Your
                            light. Let us know You more deeply.

                        This is a picture from the prayer service
                            November 5, 2003.


November 5, 2003


November 5, 2003


November 5, 2003  9:30 pm



November 5, 2003  10:00 pm


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     Jesus told me to do the prayer service inside.
                            There was a lamp on the piano which
                            looked as you see here. My arm was
                            lighted and they said my arm rose
                            up and down, lighted as I played
                            and sang the songs Jesus told me to

                        When I first went to Florida on the 5ths, the
                            image window was dark and you could
                            just barely see Mary's outline if you looked
                            very closely.

                        On December 17th, 1999 Mary appeared gold
                            all evening during the anniversary prayer
                            service and most people saw her.

                        This continued to a small degree on most
                            of the 5ths in the year 2000 until July 5, 2000
                            when Fr. Carter came to Florida for the
                            last time. He said Mass for the last time
                            in Florida. This Mass can be viewed here.     

Mass with Father Edward J. Carter, S.J. - July 5, 2000


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     This Mass is available (the audio part) on
                            tape and disc. It is so beautiful.
                            Especially the words of consecration.
                            Jesus would like us to get this disc to
                            the priests.

                        You can order this. This is also on the radio.

                        We were able to photograph Mary in gold
                            for the first time on July 5, 2000. Fr. Carter
                            was sick in the motel. Here is that picture.


July 5, 2000

July 5, 2000


November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     I remember when Mary appeared to me
                            everyday beginning July 5, 1994. Fr.
                            Carter went for about 3 1/2 to 4 months
                            daily. My two children were there also.

                        They were next to me but I was the
                            only one that saw Mary.

                        Then Jesus sent another woman, who typed
                            up the rosaries in the Red Rosary Book and
                            taped them so they could be transcribed.

                        She also saw Mary and Jesus appear.
                            The core members of my Shepherds of Christ
                            group came on Tuesday nights and some
                            of them saw things.

                        What was given were the rosary meditations
                            in the Red Rosary Book.

                        On the day Mary appeared in Clearwater, Florida
                            December 17, 1996 the book left the printers.


Left Printers
December 17, 1996

Mary appeared
December 17, 1996



November 8, 2003 message continues

Messenger:     This book can be downloaded. click on

                       When we began the daily prayer services in
                            Clearwater at 6:30 we used this book and did
                            exactly what had happened in Cincinnati
                            during Mary's visits. This began July 5, 1998
                            when we began to lease the building.

                        The daily messages were given, read in Florida,
                            and put on the internet.

                        Here is a quote from Fr. Carter's book
                            Response to God's Love.


Excerpt from Response to God's Love

The Mystery of Christ and

Christian Existence


  ... In reference to Christianity, God himself is the ultimate mystery. Radically, God is completely other and transcendent, hidden from man in his inner life, unless he chooses to reveal himself. Let us briefly look at this inner life of God.

    The Father, in a perfect act of self-expression, in a perfect act of knowing, generates his son. The Son, the Word, is, then, the immanent expression of God's fullness, the reflection of the Father. Likewise, from all eternity, the Father and the Son bring forth the Holy Spirit in a perfect act of loving.

    At the destined moment in human history, God's self-expression, the Word, immersed himself into man's world. God's inner self-expression now had also become God's outer self-expression. Consequently, the mystery of God becomes the mystery of Christ. In Christ, God tells us about himself, about his inner life, about his plan of creation and redemption. He tells us how Father, Son, and Holy Spirit desire to dwell within us in the most intimate fashion, how they wish to share with us their own life through grace. All this he has accomplished and does accomplish through Christ. St. Paul tells us: "I became a minister of this Church through the commission God gave me to preach among you his word in its fullness, that mystery hidden from ages and generations past but now revealed to his holy ones. God has willed to make known to them the glory beyond price which this mystery brings to the Gentiles—the mystery of Christ in you, your hope of glory. This is the Christ we proclaim while we admonish all men and teach them in the full measure of wisdom, hoping to make every man complete in Christ" (Col 1:25-28).

end of excerpt from Response In Christ


1 Corinthians 13: 12

Now we see only reflections in a mirror, mere riddles, but then we shall be seeing face to face. Now I can know only imperfectly; but then I shall know just as fully as I am myself known.


Excerpt from January 7, 2001

Messenger: When I received beautiful visions, many times a golden veil would come down as I described above. It was such a beautiful aura of golden light, like a golden veil and all I could use to describe it was snowflakes. It doesn't look exactly like that either, it is the only way I can think of to describe it. The pictures, Jesus told me to take of Father Carter's grave look so beautiful in the night with the snow. I look at Lucia's vision and I see the liquid coming from Christ's hand and written on it are the words – grace and mercy. Every time I wrote the word grave here, I accidentally put grace. His death may help us tremendously as he intercedes for us from above. The pictures Jesus gave me are a gift. I see his death as beautiful like the pictures


Excerpt from March 3, 2001


                    You cannot produce mystical colors with
                            man-made paints.

                    The color of Mary on the building match the things of God.

                    There is no painted picture of snow capped
                            mountains that actually look exactly
                            like the mountains and the snow.

                    There is no white man-made paint that matches
                            the white of a mystical vision.

                    No color like the real blue of the sky.

                    When I see a vision of the things God shows 
                            me there is constant motion. The colors are changing. 
                            Look at the sky, see how it changes, 
                            look at the snow capped mountain, 
                            look at the trees sway in the wind.

                    The image of Mary changes constantly and
                            no paint brush with man made paints
                            could paint Mary accurately.

                    She is painted by the hand of God, she is
                            truly clothed with the sun.

                    No artist can use man-made paints and
                            actually paint the color the sun is.

                    Mary is clothed by God in mystical color,
                            her appearance during a vision to me is
                            ever changing and of mystical beauty.

End of excerpt from March 3, 2001 message


April 9, 1996

Messenger:  I went to All Saints Church - saw with eyes unveiled- such an aura of celestial light. I went to Communion, had the presence of God, wanted to cry so hard from the awe of it all. I was not feeling good and He wrapped me as only He can do in His heavenly embrace. My soul sang out and the vision began. My eyes now are still seeing with this effect. He, as it were, lifts up the hard, defined lines and I see with a celestial aura. This is what I see when I see a vision....

    After Communion I had this immense presence of God. I knew a vision was coming. My vision gets a certain way. The distinct lines I see before me begin to disappear and are smudged with light.

    Then I saw again the celestial lights of heaven. It was as though light was spilled from heaven and landed on the flowers and the corners of everything. The Eucharist took on an immense warmth and I knew God truly present in this room.

    I saw with eyes unveiled in my soul and in the room. The room had a celestial aura, it no longer looked defined and clear. It was bathed in a gentle, celestial film and all I saw I wanted to tell to those around me. But I was so caught in His embrace that my mouth did not want to move.

    Grace is being spilled on the earth. I have seen this celestial light come upon the altar of sacrifice, the monstrance and the cross. The vision on March 26 (1996) I will never forget as long as I live. The light is so thick and so intense as if the heavens open in these cracks of light and there is a depth far beyond that which any mind can envision.

    The sky opened up and it rained down its grace. It opens when hearts are one in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary.

end of April 9, 1996 writing


Excerpt from January 9, 2001

Messenger: Early January is so special to me. In early January, 1996, I saw the transfigured Lord at Holy Cross-Immaculata Church four times. All were recorded in my notebooks.

I wish to include one of the experiences here from the Internet.


Excerpt from December 22, 1998 Daily Message

On January 9, 1996, I went to pray. The snow was so bad the street was blocked to Holy Cross-Immaculata. I finally managed to find a place to park and trudged through the snow, panting with joy to be with Our Lord in the tabernacle there. When I arrived all I could do was kneel before the Sacred Heart statue and pour out myself to Him.

From my writings of January 9, 1996, I write:

"I was engulfed again in my love of God and cried so hard because I love Him so much. In this intimate act of giving myself totally to Him, my whole act was in emptying myself, wanting only to be lost in Him and united forever to Him in this most blissful moment. I turned myself over and was lost in Him, knowing His presence with me and knowing His deep love. The world stopped and I existed in Him, longing to forever stay there, so this moment would never end."

"I touched you, God and in this embrace I knew your unending love. I saw Your Body as if it was transfigured and glowing in light and I was lost in Thee."

This is how it began. I would see a great reflective light, as if from a mirror, on the eaves of the church in the front of Holy Cross-Immaculata and His Body was changed in the most brilliant light before my eyes. I cannot describe what I saw, nor have I ever seen it except in this vision and two that would follow the next two days. Jesus was transfigured before my eyes.

end of excerpt from December 22, 1998 

end of excerpt from January 9, 2001


Excerpt from April 18, 2000 message

Messenger: At the close of the 17th day, early April 18, I kept falling asleep as He spoke to me.

Jesus speaks: The dark shadows incumbent on a black sea, the glistening light of the sun kissed morning as the reflections of light dance on a ever glistening sea of glass, a beauty for one who beholds the dark shadows, and the spectrum of brilliant dancing rainbow colors of glistening light.






Messenger: Oh, my God, instruct the tired and weary travelers of the earth. Remove the shadows, lift the crust from their eyes and let us see; let us see. Let us see.

Jesus speaks: Oh children, review the story of Genesis, the light, the dark, the water, the land, the creatures and their gifts to each other.


You must breathe in the freshness of a day of steady cure, but you don’t yet understand.

Mary speaks: Oh, I appear one so fair, a Lady clothed with the sun, not for Americans only, I appear for the world and the message I deliver is for all. I want you to come and see me on my building, my tower of light and beauty.

Messenger: Where there was an era of ordinary, man-made beauty, the Lord sent the Lady to appear, a Mother fixed on helping them. Mary appears a Mother to the children of the sinful race, all have sinned, God forgives and gives great pardon.

Mary speaks: I appear, Mother of the Universe, Holy Mother, your Mother, Mother of the Church. I appear spotless and pure to woo you to a deeper union with my Son, Jesus.

I am the Lady of Victory, I do appear to you. Oh, One so fair, did He cry for riches that cold night? No, He, the Almighty God, came in a stable and He could have come anyway He so chose.

Messenger: Oh, lights in the night could be taken for granted and yet no matter how we take them, the luminaries are put there to light a darkened sky, put there by One Who creates and makes perfect.

A light shines to the nations, one to open the eyes of the Gentiles, one to raise the eyes of a pilgrim race, the eyes of the people once stooped in shame and open for the coming of the new day.

A light of Victory streaks across a sullen sky to alert the youth, the ones that must be ready for a Bridegroom that comes unannounced and is awaiting the peace of this new day.

Mary speaks: Oh, Israel, I lament the cries piercing My heart.

Messenger: Oh, the golden morning gives way to the sulking light of a dark day.

April 18, 2000 - Second Message

After communion next day

Messenger: A Spirit comes to sanctify and make holy, make whole. A Spirit comes to fill a tired and weary soul, one who is wrought with distaste and wonder. The Spirit of the Lord inebriates the heart and soul with the spirit of a higher nature, one that fills the heart with God’s glistening grace.

Jesus speaks: Oh, cry you wounded children, but soon the wounds will be healed, for you will know Me and the anguish of the pain-racked bodies and spirits will be elevated to a level of wholeness, grace and beauty. Oh, lights of heaven, shine on these little children so wounded and blind in their ways, shine like the brightness of the nightly luminary as it hangs from the crest of that piercing dark sky.

Messenger: One so fair appears, the woman comes at night, clothed in grace and beauty to comfort the little ones who gather. Like a mother who comes by the bed of her children to comfort them and assure them. Although there may be impending danger ahead, her motherly mantle is truly upon them, and they are held secure under its garb.

Oh, lights of heaven, I call to you to give us a sign of God’s power and might and the sign is not given as I request. It is given in grace and beauty from the hand of God. For is it not understandable that One Who creates light and darkness would care for the sweet creatures that the Son of God, God-Made-Man, came to save?

Oh power of the heavens, inebriate me with the enormousness of God’s might.

A little speck in this vast universe I am, but one who is so aware of the presence of God’s grace within me, making me an instrument in which His saving grace acts in me.

I am little, but so mighty in Him.

I am filled with fear, and yet the power of God fills me and I jump to reach them all if I can with the story of God’s might.

A lesson, a teaching, a Master, Our God, the One Who lights that black, crest-fallen sky with one light so perfected in grace and beauty that it shines above all the rest.

And yet, if He so desires, He can light the entire sky as He has done in a single flash of lightening, showing us how a sleeping town, although at rest, still exists under the darkness.

And the heavens declare a day of the Lord is indeed upon us. A sleeping city under a mask of black and glorious sky. For the sun steals across the horizon and dark nights burst forth with gentle glades of glorious light, first a little, a soft gentle light then a little more, maybe one of pink hew, a surprise for the gaping eyes, a little more and the whole sky burst forth in gentle light, only to reach the intensity of the sun lit morning and the brightness soon of a noon-day sun.

Overhead, the wonders of One Who creates, underneath, the sleeping city under the ever changing sky, and yet He never changes, the constancy of God and His Might is always with us, the I AM, the God of the Universe, the God of the World, the God of all times, the Supreme, Perfect Almighty One, Who never sleeps, nor changes.

Jesus speaks: My men, you see with eyes unveiled an ever changing pattern of the development of men, not mice, created in the image and likeness of God, but you don’t see the plan of the Creator, of One Who creates. You see bits and pieces, you see truths and untruths, and the truth exists in Him as you dwell in His Heart.

I am One Who saves.

I am here present with you in My writings, you will know Me.

I am the Divine God.

Harken to My cry.

Hear the Voice of One Who loves you.

Wisdom, My sons, no human mind is like the mind of God. I reveal the secrets of My Heart in these writings for My Church and My world. The writings come from the Divine Mind, not from one of human origin.

The devil masks the plan of God and fights My messengers so you will remain blinded. I unveil the good and the bad, that your eyes will be opened and you will know the truth, for it is I who speak here.

I AM God, Chief Shepherd of the Flock.

Oh, men of the earth awaken and harken to Me. You are prideful and filled with sophisticated theories of ones so wise they deceived you and you don’t recognize the voice of One who comes to save.

A Shepherd I am, One Who comes to set the captives free and send you into the orbit of a new day, and you smite Me and turn aside to hear once again from the minds of men.

In all your dealings, your human minds will never fully comprehend the story of the Almighty God. Get down from your thrones and let Me have what is My due. My place of honor is a chair in which you, My men, may not sit. It angers your God and makes you, oh, so foolish, when I am so kind to give you such wisdom and you smite Me and gag Me with a rag you stick in My mouth. Oh, children of Israel, hear Me. I am a Good God, I come to shed My light across that darkened sky and make it the intensity of a sky at high noon as you have never seen before.

Do not fight My ways and what I come to tell you. Watch the show "Veggie Tales" from Sunday’s rosary.

My men, I am God, hear Me.

Hear Me and be glad.

And the light shown on high and men honored their God Who claimed the throne, while the men kissed the ground beneath His feet.

Oh, men of Israel, harken to the voice of One Who saves and comes to lead the strayed ones home to Me.

My men, harken to the sound of My voice.

I am Jesus Christ, the Son of God, Chief Shepherd of the Flock. This is My Movement, Shepherds of Christ. I come to set the captives free, I come in these revelations to unveil your eyes and show you the light of a sunny day. As the lightning cracks across the sky, and you see from the streaks of light, a sleeping city made new and gleaming in light, I come to unveil your eyes to what lies beneath the darkness that you see now.

Let me lift the crusts from your eyes. Open your hearts and hear Me. Do not fight the plan of the Father to make a new day. Listen to My voice, harken to Me.

I come to set the captives free, to renew My Church and My World.

For days of splendor are upon you, but first My wrath. Your mother Mary looks, her face above you, comforting her little ones like a mother hen who protects the chicks on their way. Oh My people, I am your God. I speak here.

I love you, open your hearts and your eyes. Would one of human origin speak with this wisdom to you?

Wake up, you are keeping your heads in the sand.

Rise up, walk and live.

Your eyes will see, the light will replace the darkness and your hearts will throb with the gifts I give you. My revelations come from the Divine Mind, not from a human person. Oh, please, do not be stiffnecked, open your eyes and see the glory of the transfigured Lord, see the death and after that the resurrection.

I am the God of glory, I am the God of new life, I am the God that died to be reborn in your hearts, that you would walk anew in the shadows of a glorious light.

I come to take My little sheep home to the temple. The temple is My Sacred Heart. The temple of God, your home and dwelling place.

Oh, children of God, harken. I speak as never before. The wise will know, those caught in their own dealings will be caught off guard. Many will lose their way.

Mary, My Mother, appears as a sign, the Lady clothed in gold in the night to woo you to the Heart of Her Son. I am Jesus, the Sacred Heart of Jesus, I come to take you home, you will hear My voice, you will know it is I who speak, I am the Divine God.

end of April 18, 2000 message  


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