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on Sunday at 4:30pm on the internet
after the audio of the Mass.

December 28, 2002

Jesus speaks:        People, the elderly should be
                            praying for the Church, the world
                            and the Priests.

                                Play My Mass Video at
                            Nursing Homes

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Jesus speaks:     Distribute these cards

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Jesus speaks:     Reach My nursing homes —

                                Videos are available.

                                Tapes of songs to sing are available.

                               You can go to the nursing home
                                    for 20 minutes.

                                Bring Song Sheets or little booklets

                            Make nursing home booklets for the 
                                website so people can print them
                                for their use in nursing homes.

                            Play the singing tape at the nursing homes.

                            Pray the Say Daily Card

                                        Consecration Card

                            Show the Mass Video

                                        Nursing Home Video

                                        Rosary Video with Fr. Mike leading it.

   
Messenger:        The cycle of life goes on the way God has 
                                created it.

                            It's hard to be a messenger sometimes, because
                                I have to do what God tells me to do and 
                                it is difficult.

Jesus speaks:    Today I want to talk about the cycle of life
                                and I will speak clearly to you My little
                                lost ones.

                            I am the Creator, I created the heaven and
                                the earth.

                            I am God.

Oh My children, you are so "smart" you learn                                 so many intelligent things but you do                                 not see the signs before you ...                             The snow comes and covers the earth with                                 a blanket of white and in spring the                                 new growth sprouts from the ground,                                 the leaves on the trees are green,                                 the beautiful blossoms are seen, the                                 new buds come forth, it may appear                                 a time of victory, a season of victory,                                 the crocuses come forth from the ground                                 that had once been frozen and covered with                                    old dried leaves, that had died and                                 fallen from the tree.

Jesus speaks:                                 It looks as if each tree that year had its                                 day of beauty and then at the end                                 every leaf had its own color and                                 it was laid so beautifully flat to                                 show its radiant color so all could                                 see, but then it fell like a dried leaf to the                                     ground to be stepped on or raked and                                 thrown on a pile.

Jesus speaks:

                            Read the signs.
                            See the changes.
                            See how your God has ordered the earth.

                            Watch the daffodils sprout —
                                the forsythias come in the beauty of
                                a yellow spray on the
                                trees so very bright —

                            Oh man thinks he knows so much and he
                                doesn't see that which is right
                                before his eyes.

                            A baby is born, the child grows, the bright
                                eyes that see everything a-new and
                                with joy — shout about the little
                                bugs and flowers and dogs
                                and trees —

                            A child of wonder-bright eyed —
                                seeing nature and all its
                                wonder —

                                seeing other children at play
                                and loving to be with them
                                and play side by side —

                            A child with eyes wide and hearts
                                open and a family is formed, another
                                child, the family of friends, the
                                family of relatives, a child in
                                school — learning — a child at play —
                                a child in high school, college —
                                a job, a wife and then children,
                                more children, the knees ache,
                                the one brother gets a disease, the
                                other one dies, the mom is put in
                                a nursing home, the dad has long
                                died, the fingers are numb now
                                when you write, the nights may be
                                sleepless, the children of yours long
                                gone with lives of their own, your
                                hair is silver or white, the teeth may
                                be decayed or yellow, the cataracts
                                form on some eyes, the others - ears
                                begin to fail them with buzzing or
                                deafness and finally the day
                                comes when the body just can't
                                go any more.
                                You want your youth to stay, you say
                                oh I want a shinny, young, beautiful
                                body and I say
                                 look at the trees and to nature and see
                                the lesson your Creator wants to teach
                                you, but you close your eyes.

                            Some never enjoy what they have

From a Lenten Homily, March 24, 2000
by Father Carter

    Today’s Gospel in its story certainly points ahead to Jesus in His Passion and death. And as we read passages such as this during the Lenten season, we are reminded once again that the Church in her Liturgy of the Word gives us an opportunity to undergo a purification, an ever deepening cleansing of ourselves so that we may be a more fit instrument for receiving the great graces which are to be given to us at the time of the Resurrection memorial on Easter. And so all in all, Lent is a time of purification to prepare us for ever-greater gifts of the Lord. It’s a time of self-discipline, a time to renew our efforts to be self-disciplined in the service of the Lord. Self-discipline is an aspect of purification. And I suggest that one of the most difficult acts of self-discipline in the spiritual journey is to concentrate on the present moment. We have a very strong tendency to disregard the importance of the present moment by focusing in a wrong way on the past or in a wrong way on the future. There are proper occasions for thinking of the past and the future. For example, we have to learn from the past and we have to prepare for the future, but our great emphasis has to be upon the present. There is a Latin axiom which says, age quod agis, age quod agis, which means: do what you are doing, concentrate on the present. And of course we are familiar with that term in the history of spirituality: the sacrament of the present moment. And so the discipline of Lent certainly encourages us to include in a deeper self-discipline a greater determination to get as much as we can out of the present moment. People with a terminal illness have an opportunity as they prepare for death for increased prayer, contrition, love of God. However, some are taken very, very quickly. But for those who have the opportunity of knowing with some certainty the time of their death, I’m sure as they look back on their lives, they are saddened by the many times they did not use time and opportunities for the service of the Lord properly, and are overjoyed at those times in which they did use the present opportunity properly. A great means we have of living in the present properly is a greater focus upon our Lord. For if I have that awareness of the fact I am united with Jesus here and now, why should I be concerned so much about the future or the past? Yes, a great help in living in the present and deriving all the good we can from it for ourselves and others is an ever greater focus upon Jesus, because the more I focus upon Jesus and the more I live with Him in the present moment, the more I am satisfied with the present moment. And so let us in our Lenten activity resolve to grow in that self-discipline - which is very difficult at times - to really live in the presence with the fullness of our being as much as is possible, with the help of God’s grace. Now is the day of salvation. Now is the day of salvation.

end of Father Carter's homily

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Jesus speaks:     They always want to change things, to
                                make things different —

                            see the order in the universe — the sun
                                comes up, the sun goes down

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Jesus speaks:     Some have found the crosses they must bear
                                with their health, the legs shake,
                                the hand are numb, the skin
                                sags, the gums bleed, the hearing goes.

                            Oh the silver hair is the crown of glory.
                                The years are drawing nigh and
                                your heavenly reward is ready for
                                those who loved and served the Lord.

Messenger:        I had four children. I remember thinking
                                that - I will have to deliver this baby, being 
                                afraid the first time and knowing I would have
                                to go through the birth.

Jesus speaks:    My child, life can be compared to that — you are
                                here on this earth and there will be
                                a passing soon to the life hereafter —
                                you will die, you will be taken
                                from this earth to a new place.

Messenger:        I watched my step-mom of 92 be put in
                                the nursing home. She came over to
                                my house soon after my mom died, my
                                children are all away now, grown, the
                                grandchildren are coming one by one,
                                my knees and legs ache, I move, sometimes
                                at a slower pace, I watch it all —
                                time is spent in thinking of when we will die —
                                and the children will still be here on this earth.
                                (I'm not quite that old, I'm only in my 50's)

                            I have a very different life, I have seen Mary
                                appear over 500 times to me personally,
                                I have had so many ecstasies and
                                experiences and know so many things.
                                I feel like I am "half-in-heaven" sometimes,
                                and "half-here-below", I feel no one
                                really understands what I know but
                                God and I take this calling so seriously to
                                do all I can to help save souls.

                            I see the life beyond, I love the saints so deeply,
                                I now them deep in my heart, I have that
                                unity in my heart with all in heaven and
                                all on earth and I have a unity with
                                the souls in purgatory, I know so much
                                from all these gifts and graces given
                                and men are so blinded to the real
                                picture, I long for completeness in
                                heaven and I want to do all I can here
                                below, in living united to Him and doing
                                His will and helping to save souls. I want
                                deeper union with my beloved God.

Jesus speaks:     Oh dear little one, never lose hope for
                                I am so near to you always.

                                I give the directions to help renew the
                                    Church and the world and I am
                                    ignored.

                                I watch your babies be taught so many
                                    evils and I have cried bloody tears —
                                    how I suffered in the garden for
                                    their sins —

                                Oh people of this earth, in listening to Me
                                    now your eyes could be opened more and
                                    more to the truth, but you are pompous
                                    and closed, like blind men keeping
                                    the rags on perfectly healthy eyes.

                                Oh My people, I love you —
                                    I spit on the mud and wiped it on the eyes —
                                    You are the people of the dirt —
                                    You do not reach for the sun-light
                                    the rags cover your eyes and you
                                    see the tinsel inside of your wrap   
                                    around your precious eyes —

                                Oh that you would really know Me —
                                Oh that you would learn the story of the
                                    Master —

                                like the leaves of the ground that blow
                                    dried on the ground, your bodies
                                    will decay after your death here,
                                    and your souls will go on to a place —

                                Oh how clear could it be —
                                Look at the trees they sprout from
                                    the earth, they blossom, they
                                    have their day of beauty and
                                    youth and then one day the
                                    tree may be cut down and
                                    burned as rubble —

                                every year the cycle of life is shown
                                    on the leaves of the tree —

                                Oh people, why do you smite Me —

                                Look at the grave yards —
                                    the maggots gnaw at the bodies —
                                    the flesh hangs from the skeleton
                                    and all that remains is a casket of bones.

                            Oh I watch you make your bodies your gods
                                for a short 20 or 30 years and your
                                focus on trying to discover the
                                fountain of youth ——

                            Heaven lasts forever —

                                you cannot even compare a short life here
                                    below to the endless life of heaven —

                                one piece of sand, on the vast sea
                                    shore and yet every sand on
                                    that sea-shore could be counted —
                                    you cannot count length of life in
                                    heaven it is endless —

                                You are blind men, looking into the rag
                                    around your eyes ———

                                I could come and remove that rag and
                                    you would see, but you have
                                    both hands on it, clutching it
                                    and inside of your rag is painted
                                    all your gods, your shinny bodies,
                                    your sexual allurements, your money,
                                    your pride, your acceptance and
                                    honor given in this life here below —

                                take your fingers off your rags and see —

                            My children who truly live their life of consecration
                                to My Mother's Immaculate Heart come
                                forth children of the light as the Holy
                                Spirit works in Mary's Immaculate
                                Heart to give them lights.

                            My children who are blind are brought
                                forth from the spiritual womb
                                of the New Eve.

                            Where they were once blinded they
                                see more and more the truth and
                                insight into the Divine Mysteries.

                            A man had to count a room full of money.
                                In the midst of the room in the corner
                                he was seated at a table with bags
                                around him on which was written
                                a dollar sign.

                            The room had no windows and money was
                                piled in all different ways, but the
                                room was full of money.

                            Money, money, money, he began counting,
                                he felt at times as if he could hardly
                                breathe.

                            He has isolated from all sounds and conditions outside.
                            Outside the bombs had wiped out a good
                                part of the earth.

                            The man in the money room continued
                                counting his money, eating the
                                staples he had previously prepared
                                for himself. He had thoughts of how he
                                would be recognized among his peers
                                and the whole world because of his money
                                which he was counting. All he could count
                                and bag was to be his.  

                          He had thoughts of the palace he would
                                build and the parties he would throw
                                there.

                          He would build it on a beach of 
                                beautiful water.

                  He would have power because of

                                the money, he would be better
                                than so many people.

                          He would have rich clothing,
                                rich food and fly all around
                                the world, First Class and dine
                                in the most pronounced? places.  

                          Little did he know that while he
                                counted his money in the sealed
                                room, the world was changing and 
                                disintegrating outside the room.

                             end of story  

                          You put your focus on the present moment —
                                you store up treasures for the life here —
                                you want a body that will be young forever

                          go to the Nursing homes —

Messenger:        Today I went to St. Clare’s there were six priests,
                                old priests that could no longer say Mass — 

                           I thought of my cousin that was an Archbishop
                                and was really quite ill — he had help
                                so he could still say Mass.  

                           Fr. Carter’s life centered around his Mass —  
                                I remember the last Mass he said —
                                he was so sick —  
                                he went to the hospital and they operated
                                on him September 22, 2000 and found out
                                he had cancer —
                                he never said another Mass —  

Jesus speaks:    This is your treasure — it is the priest
                               celebrating Mass — more than any room
                               full of money —  

                          Some priests even go a day without celebrating
                               Mass because they are too busy —  

                          If you could know what happens in 
                               all of heaven and earth from a 
                               priest faithfully celebrating Mass — 

                          Oh My people, your rag is wrapped on
                               your faces, your gods painted inside
                               of your rags and you hunger after
                               them like a hungry dog looking
                               for a bone.  

                          Oh My people, how do I reach you?  

                          If this doesn’t get your attention —
                               what would —

These are the live pictures I got on
December 22, 2002
I took them off my computer
  

February 5, 2001

November 5, 2002

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Jesus speaks:     You see with limited vision.
                           You set your sites on the things of the earth.

                           I am a God of justice and right —

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Jesus speaks:     My hand is raised and My Mother of love
                               pleads for the children.  

                           I give you this Movement —
                               I have sent the directions to follow —

                           You are to pray as I have directed
                               for the priests, the Church and 
                               the world.  

Messenger:        Oh Mother of Love  

                          Oh Lady of Light help us  

                          Oh Mary Immaculate
                             Be our help in the 
                             age of trouble —
                             intercede to God for the 
                             poor banished children
                             of Eve — 

                          Oh God help us — 

Jesus speaks:    The cycle of life — do you see it —
                             one grain of sand on a sea-shore
                             cannot compare to eternity.

Seek True Treasures

February 17, 1994 5:30 a.m.

Jesus:  My little ones, how are you doing? Are you getting bogged down in this weather? Do you know yet that you do not control the elements? You live every day and you think you have much to do to control your actions but you do not see the eyes of Him Who watches over you with loving care.

    I give to you this earth and all you need to sustain your life here. Man worries about the earth and if this or that will happen. Man has become so independent that he thinks he controls all things and he needs to worry about his present and future.

    You, My favored, chosen ones, know that life here lasts but a moment and like smoke it is gone without a trace. Look at your ancestors. So few people ever remember their ancestors, yet your ancestors thought that at every moment their actions were so crucial. Little ones, you hold on to life. You hold on to these little happenings here and you worry in vain! Look at the big picture, My little ones. Here today, gone tomorrow, and where are you going?

    The days go by with such speed. "Oh," you say, "Where have the years gone?" You think every second is so important. You worry, you fret, you wander empty roads and I watch you. I see you with your emphasis on the moment. You are being deceived, My little ones. It is in seeing the moment as part of eternity that you really know what is going on. Each moment you live, you are the teacher about the God Who dwells in your breast. Each moment you live, you are My messenger to this cold, scared world. Nothing you do means anything except as you are serving Me.

    Take off your glasses. Behold the life above. See every moment as a drop of the life to come. See every moment as part of eternity. All these drops together make up your pass into My kingdom.

    You worry, you wonder, you fret, you hold on. I give you a toothache, I take it away. One second and a toothache is gone. Is that not how it is with life--one second and it is gone? Oh, how those little precious moments seem to die away and you scarce can remember what happened! Yet during people's lives those moments seem earth-shattering. Those moments are yesterday's forgotten memories. You hold on, you fret, you fume and I watch you let go of each moment, only to become forgotten by today.

    Store up your moments as part of eternity. Every moment here is part of your pass to My kingdom. How are you living this moment? Is it used to give service to Me and preach My gospel? Are you making all your moments count towards your eternity? Each moment is but a breath and it is gone. Did you use the moment I gave you to do My work? This time is not yours. I can snatch your moments away in one breath. It matters, My children, only as you choose to serve Me and spread My love!

    If everyone had God as their primary goal, what love you would possess. What power you would know, because God is the mightiest force. I have all the power. Other power is false power!

    Do you get it yet? Do you think anything you hold on to is so precious here? Here today, gone tomorrow, and I snatch you from your seats and you never return to finish what you deemed so important.

    Are you comprehending My words here? The body is but an instrument to get you around. Reach with the spirit within. Live from the soul. Communicate with Me in your soul. Look for the unseen world that surrounds you constantly. Die to yourself.

    You have a soul at this very moment that is a vibrant spiritual force alive within you. Live from your soul, My little ones. Focus on your soul. Live from your heart. Do not fret and fume for the things of this world. Here today, gone tomorrow, and then forgotten. Today's moments, yesterday's forgotten treasures. Do they mean so much or do you forget what seemed so important?

    Reach with the soul. Live for God. Each moment is your chance to store up treasures for eternity. They will never be forgotten. What you do to help others to know Me will never be forgotten. How you loved will never be forgotten. How you gave lives on in those you touched. Your love is like a bubbling brook. It bubbles and keeps on bubbling. Your selfishness dies the moment after you live it.

    Love is the force. Love is the power that reflects the God above. Love is not selfish. Love does not demand its own way. Love gives and doesn't stop giving. On the day of judgment it will be found in the hearts of those you touched. Think of only yourself and watch your moments become yesterday's forgotten moments. Love your brothers and watch the world reflect the love you gave, from now to the end.

    Love or selfishness? I call you to love. I call you to plant a seed that grows into a mighty oak. Plant My seeds of love. Ask not how you can attain your goal but how you can fulfill the goal of God. Love God, love one another. Too simple, too hard for many.

    Love, children. Reflect the God Who dwells within your soul. Store up your moments forever lest they become yesterday's forgotten treasure.

    Like ripples on a pond, your love never dies. It reaches on and on and goes into the moments of eternity. Love is lasting. Love never dies. Love God, love one another. Die to yourself and live.

end of February 17, 1994 message

Don't Question God

December 31, 1993 - Early Morning

Jesus speaks:  I am the way, the truth and the life. He who abides in Me will have the light of life. I am Jesus, Son of God. I am the most important thing you do every day. If you are tired, then you are focusing on the wrong things. Be ready, for your Savior awaits you and you are His messenger.

I am Jesus, Savior of the World. I am ready for you. Listen and write My words. I am the light that shines in this dark world. I come to you in the night and you know it is Me. I come in such silence and no one knows that I am surrounded by angels. No one knows so many things that you do not see. Faith is the answer for My brothers. Faith is the answer for you, for when you do not see you still believe. When there is no proof, you are still absolutely sure that I am here. This faith does not go unrewarded. Where there are no proofs, you believe in Me. Blessed are they who have not seen and yet believe.

What I reveal to you here, I do in your heart. My connectedness to you is in your heart. I do not need the senses. Man wants God to be like them. Do not ask to have God explained in human terms. This, My child, is surely in the realm of the spirit. Things of God are not like the things of man. I communicate to you as I am. Others want you to explain to them just how it is.

Your human minds do not fathom the ways of God. To ask My messenger to answer your human questions is to ask her to tell you why stars shine, why a baby is conceived in the mother. In the end there is an element of mystery which is beyond words. Don't ask her to tell you why and how she writes these letters. She writes these letters by the power I have. She writes these letters for Me. She writes these letters because I am dictating them to her for you. She sits, half asleep, and writes such clear lessons in faith. And, you My brothers, ask for explanations? I am Jesus Christ, Son of the Living God. I am He Whose boot strap you are unworthy to tie, yet I make Myself so personal to you in Holy Communion. But, little ones, I am God. You cannot comprehend one little speck of My ways. Your human mind is so limited. Do not try to make sense of Me in human terms. I write these letters to bridge a gap between you and Me.

I am this personal to you, but My ways are not your ways and, though I try to make you understand some of the mystery, you cannot in your humanness explain the ways of God. Go ahead and try, child. It is a waste of your time. Do not ask My messengers for explanations that you will understand. You will not ever on this earth understand any of what is happening here. My ways are the ways of God. What is happening here is a miracle.

You ask too many questions and you, in your humanness, expect too many answers. I am the God of your Fathers. They never knew such a God. I was the same God to them and I spoke to similar people to open up Myself to them, but you have been given a great, great gift indeed in these letters. Do you question and question or do you study and become wise. Study My words and accept all I give you with faith.

Be blessed for the faith you show. Your faith will save you in this sick world. I am here, all right. I am in the Eucharist, Body and Soul. Would you like for Me to explain the real presence. How can I, in your earthly form, explain such things to you? Wake up. I give you a gift and you spend your time asking how, why, where, when. I give you this day a gift of My love for you. You will not understand the ways of God but, from these letters, I will become as real as the nose on your face. You can busy yourself asking questions and miss the miracle of My coming to you in these letters.

I come to you, you who are hungry and thirsty and you are waiting for more. To those who listened, much was imparted to them. To those who remained blind, nothing was gained. They try to explain God in human terms. I cannot be explained to your liking, My child. To do so is just silly.

I am God. I am Who Am. I am the Son of God. I am Human, but I am also Divine. You will not understand My divinity. You are a human. Be glad for what you are given. Pray for faith. So many souls will be lost for their stubbornness to have every situation explained. I will not ever be explained to you. If you do not go out on a limb, you will miss the sunset. The glories that you need to seek are to be seen at the end of the limb.

You do not know why, in your heaviness, the limb does not break. You will not understand, in your humanness, My ways. I impart to you many gifts. Do not try to explain My ways in your human ways. It is a futile task. It is impossible. It is not human. It is divine. Accept this miracle on faith and reap such a reward! God-made-man talks to you, not to the messenger. Talks to you! Do you want an explanation? You will not understand My divinity in your humanness, so quit trying and get about the job of listening to My words with your heart.

I will work in your hearts in your quiet time with Me. You do not do this work, either. The more you look for explanations with Me, the more you miss Me. My ways are a mystery. I impart such little glimpses of Myself to you. They are in your hands, to burst forth later. Now you busy yourself with the work at hand. Come in silence and make yourself selfless. I will be the giver of many gifts. If you decide what gifts I will give you, you have missed the boat entirely. I give to you as you need.

You are My babies. Babies do not tell their mothers of their needs. They wait and they are fed. They wait and they are changed. They wait and they are loved. Wait on the Lord. What you get is coming from Him Who loves you. I know all things. I know your needs. I am like the loving mother. I am God. I know your every need. Come and soak in the sunlight. Quit your questioning. Quit your asking for such things that you may never need. Turn yourself over like little babies, freshly born. They have soft little cries and are very dependent on their mothers. Come with your little cries but know that I, in the end, will give you all you need.

Don't try to control Me. I am God. Who are you to come and think you will tell God what you need. I see the whole picture and I comprehend it as God. You see as in a tunnel and think you know so much. Come and make yourself putty in My hands. Remain formless and unattached. Remain a baby. Take all I give and do not ask questions. It is in your submissiveness to Me that you grow in Me. I dwell in you and I can operate from you. In your willfulness, I cannot come in. How can God act in a soul who is in control. If you are operating, I cannot.

Oh, you have much to learn, but it is revealed in these letters how to become creatures of God. Most of your work is in submission to Me. Your biggest job is to die to yourself and live in Me. I am all powerful and I want to dwell in your breast. I want to possess your soul. I want to impart to you My love. I want to fill you to the brim with the things of God. All that is in the way of My working in you is yourself. If you hold onto self, you get yourself. To be of Me, you must let go of yourself. Come to My altar and sit silently before Me. Let Me work in your soul. Look for Me.

I give to you according to your needs. I answer you according to the things of God. I give you gifts that you never knew possible, because your mind cannot imagine the things of God. Do not limit your soul by being in charge. The soul is in the image of God and God must deal with it. To try to feed your soul humanness is useless. Only God can feed the soul. Come to Him and let Him have full reign in your hearts. Don't try to decide what you need. You don't know of the needs of a soul. God is so good and so loving and He wants to give you what you need. Surrender to Him and be open to all He wants to do in you.

end of December 31, 1993 message

December 28, 2002 message continues  

Jesus speaks:    You are blind and you don’t 
                              know it!!                  

                          The rosary is an important tool to 
                              help you to know the truth.

                          When you pray the rosary with 
                              love – great grace is released
                              to help you see insights
                              into the Divine Mysteries.  

                          Let Me tell you a story —

                              There was a man in charge of a plastic
                                 factory – he longed to make his
                                 plastic things look real —
                                 no matter how hard he tried 
                                 he could make no progress —

                          My words I speak here are truth.
                                 Heaven is real — you are on
                                 this earth such a short time
                                 the batting of an eye —
                                 the dropping of a pin
                                 and your life is ended.                                

                            And I ask you, what good will
                                it do you to save the body
                                and lose your soul.

                            Eternity is forever.

                            Souls are dropping into hell like
                                rain — this is the message
                                I come to deliver today.

                            And you will not even help Me with
                                My prayers for you are too busy —
                            The image in Florida has been ignored.
                            You have made money your god.

                            Today many have made their bodies
                                their god.

December 28, 2002 message continues

Jesus speaks:     Here is your founder — he
                                worked hard while on
                                earth to help save souls —
                                I chose him to help Me —
                                now he is with Me in heaven — 
                                enjoying celestial bliss.

  

   

  

Here is the schedule for our web radio
December 29, 2002.

4:00 a.m. - Mass

4:30 a.m. - Messages from December 12, 2002 
                    feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe

5:20 a.m. - Songs from Jesus

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

7:24 a.m. - Choose Life

8:25 a.m. - Newsletter 1999 Issue 4 
                    read by Father Carter

9:53 a.m. - Blue Book Reading from December 15, 2002

10:50 a.m. - Mary's Message

11:46 a.m. - Tell My People
                    read by Father Carter

1:16 p.m. - Rosary of Light from November 15, 2002
                    led by Rita Ring

2:09 p.m. - October 13, 1996 Rosary

2:40 p.m. - Rosary of Light from November 14, 2002
                    led by John Weickert

4:00 p.m. - Mass

4:30 p.m. - Blue Book Reading 
                    from December 29, 2002

5:55 p.m. - Nursing Home Tape #1

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

7:24 p.m. - Choose Life

8:25 p.m. - Newsletter 1999 Issue 4 
                    read by Father Carter

9:53 p.m. - Blue Book Reading from December 15, 2002

10:50 p.m. - Mary's Message

11:46 p.m. - Tell My People
                    read by Father Carter

1:16 a.m. - Rosary of Light from November 15, 2002
                    led by Rita Ring

2:09 a.m. - October 13, 1996 Rosary

2:40 a.m. - Rosary of Light from November 14, 2002
                    led by John Weickert

4:00 a.m. - Mass

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