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.
Aug 20, 2000
A Prayer for Intimacy with the Lamb, the Bridegroom of the Soul
Oh Lamb of God, Who take away the sins of the world, come and act on my soul most intimately. I surrender myself, as I ask for the grace to let go, to just be as I exist in You and You act most intimately on my soul. You are the Initiator. I am the soul waiting Your favors as You act in me. I love You. I adore You. I worship You. Come and possess my soul with Your Divine Grace, as I experience You most intimately.
Messenger: Include Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Center in 6:20 prayers.
Excerpt from March 7, 1999 Daily Message
On August 20, 1997, He appeared in the most glorious light, transfigured before me at St. Gertrude's Church in Cincinnati. I heard the Father speak and He said:
"This is My beloved Son in whom I am well pleased. LISTEN TO HIM."
(End of Excerpt from March 7, 1999 Daily Message)
Messenger: I stand at the pillar, my life comes in shades of darks and lights. Some dark, some light, but the joy of the Resurrection is planted deep in my soul. I cannot please all of the people all of the time. In doing God's will it is God that I must answer to. The journey to the end is a lonesome journey. For He brought us into the world one by one, and I will die so. At some time the angel of death will come and I will be on my own as I meet my Maker and my God.
But it isn't that I do not know Him or heaven, for He has planted this knowledge in my soul.
In these revelations, I know the top of the mountain experiences He has allowed me to see. I need only close my eyes and I see the Lady as she appeared over and over again to me. I see the transfigured Lord before me and my Master dying in anguishing pain, taking His last breaths on the cross. But more than all of these recollections I know with my eyes, I know the presence of God. I know of One Who has wrapped my soul in His Divine love and how it feels to be possessed by God, all three Persons, and it is of this I boast and of this I write and this I long to behold. It is of the vision of one so fair I may write, but it is of a knowledge of God planted deep on my soul I sing forever.
It was a cold night, that night when the truck slammed on his brakes and ran into her car and Metilda never lived to write her story for anyone here below.
Oh, the stories that are never written. The ones when God comes and steals the soul from the bed, the seeing of a glorious wonder, the anguishing pain of knowing the nails in the feet and hands of the Savior. The men that go from this life to the next and have a story they never get to write that would wake up the waxed plugged ears. (I refer to this as I am directed, for I remember a message Mary gave in March last year when there were bombings and she said "remove the wax from your ears".)
Do you know, really know what it is all about?
We walk aimlessly about the earth and our children come and go before our eyes, and they get old and have children and our mothers once young, get older every year and finally we watch them celebrate their 90th birthday. We watch their bodies deteriorate, they cannot even control their elimination processes and soon-- yes, a knock on the door and they too are just part of our memory as we watch their bodies laid to rest in the ground.
And yet the sun comes up the next day after they leave and the moon comes up that night. The sky tells the story of it all, it comes in shades of darks and lights.
It wasn't that God kept His mystery secret from us, it was that we did not take the time to let all that happened around us soak in, for the life direction controlled by God that went on around us told the story. We just didn't want to see the story many times.
Be it because of fear, or the enjoyment of trying to hold onto the present times as if they would last forever, we missed the real story as He unveiled many aspects of it to us in our daily lives and the lives of those around us.
Now I write this as I sit looking at the trees and the light of the morning and a new day. Tonight this same place will be much different. The window and the room, the chair, my pen, my paper will all be the same, but the picture outside will be dark and I will not be able to see my trees in the yard. Another day will have been lived, August 20, 2000, and I will not be able to live these moments again. When I go to bed they are gone forever. I will be different tonight, hopefully filled with more grace and carrying the remains of a packet filled with good seeds that I scattered to the earth below. One person after another I will have touched, I will have united all my activities to the members of the body of Christ in the Masses and offered my day for souls. And when I lay my weary head on the breast of my beloved Jesus at night-fall, I will have united everything to help save souls.
Our days may be tiresome sometimes, but the days are never lost. The farmer that sows seeds, even though he is tired and weary, sees the spring bring forth the fruits of his labors and he knows he did not labor in vain.
I will go back to the funeral of my uncle, I sat on the end of the church pew and I cried. I knew I would never see him again here below. I had spent many days visiting him, and Jesus was telling me what to say. I read His messages from the Blue Books, I brought him Communion, I talked about heaven and it's glory, and my uncle wanted me to visit. I knew that those visits made a big difference in his last years when he just sat, waiting for death. I prayed the rosary with him, but the fear he once had, had ended. He told me this, and he spent his days praying for all our ancestors and for me and everyone else and more than that, no matter how he suffered, he was happy. He could hardly see at all. He lived in great darkness. He loved his rosary and prayed it all through the day with tapes and radio. He was happy. I was at the end of the pew crying, I loved him so and I knew I would never see him again here below. I wanted to say goodbye, and at the end they told me they were worried about germs and I might bring some in, so he slipped from this life to the next, and he didn't know all I felt in my heart and my deep love for him.
That is what I see here, that as I go to the Eucharist everyday my love for all men just gets deeper and deeper as I identify more with Him.
I may become frustrated and tired at the end of each day, but the story is the same as the farmer, the seeds are in the ground. The seeds live on. Some seeds have gone with persons to everlasting life, and some seeds are still here in my children and in their children and in their friends and their friends.
It is a beautiful story God gives us. No wonder He cursed the barren fig tree or talked about the man who went and buried his treasure.
Our lives are a treasure, everyday we get up like a farmer that has to spend a weary day planting seeds. We go to His altar to get seeds that are of the greatest value, healthy and pure. We unite all we do to the Mass and we pray for grace so we have holy, loving seeds, then we go to work!!
We plant seeds at the grocery store, at work, at family gatherings, on the street, in the line in the license bureau. We plant seeds in traffic, how we handle ourselves in our cars, . . . we are sowing our seeds.
I love the song Come with Me into the Fields.
I remember after a long hard winter my dad died in late February. He just couldn't make it into spring. He was in his seventies, and he hated to go to the doctors. I think his gall bladder burst, and he was stubborn about seeing the doctor. Anyway, he died really quickly. I feared he would die when I was young because my mom died when I was five. I just didn't want him to go. I prayed for him everyday.
My mom went to Mass everyday, her prayer book was so worn the pages were brown and worn off. My dad may not have been perfect, but after my mom died he had a nervous breakdown, and he made us go to Mass everyday and Benediction twice a week, and we prayed the rosary and lots of prayers at 9:30 every night.
My dad and my mom were planting seeds, and now these seeds have been given in my life to others. I remember a card with the Virgin Mary and on the front it said, "The family that prays together, stays together." On the back I think there was a consecration to her.
But she didn't only mean our immediate family praying together. She meant us as the body of Christ praying together, united in the Mass. She meant us as the human family, praying the rosary as we do now at 6:20.
She appears every night in Florida, and her Son Jesus has asked us February 23, 1999, to unite as a body and pray the Holy Spirit Novena, the Shepherds of Christ prayers and the rosary.
And so we are the human family, and the Lady Clothed with the Sun, Our Mother, is there in the sunny state of Florida and here is the foot.
|Messenger: We are in the heel of that state under our Mother Mary, and
all her children are gathered all over the world. In China, Indiana, they are
before Jesus in the tabernacle, and in Iowa, they are before Jesus in the
tabernacle. Many others are before statues of Mary and pictures of Jesus and
tabernacles all over the world, in living rooms and churches, in the yard,
. . . The human family with Mary as Mother prays and she says . . .
Messenger: And Jesus says . . .
Jesus speaks: I WANT YOU TO BE ONE. I WANT YOU WITH ME FOREVER IN HEAVEN.
Messenger: The family that prays together, stays together.
Messenger: Is it no wonder she turned gold on July 5, 2000, and December 17, 1999, when the fervent children called by Jesus were there in Florida, and many of her children were praying around the world.
It is so important we pray as a body at 6:20 p.m., and think of our Mother Mary over us and think of God the Father as being so pleased.
"The family that prays together, stays together."
Mary is Mother and we are members of the human family and we are praying at 6:20 p.m.
Mary speaks: My children, my youth,
This is my message to you, the family that prays together, stays together.
Pray at 6:20 p.m. and see me your heavenly Mother with you.
Gather as many young people together as you can, and pray at 6:20 p.m. on Sundays.
Then go away and tell your families, "Mary says we must pray as a family at 6:20 p.m. It will help the whole world."
The little ones can influence the older ones.
My message is, my children, every day at 6:20 p.m. I will be praying with my little ones in Florida, see me over them as a Mother and my children gathered at my feet. See my Son Jesus sitting on His throne in churches all over the world united to your prayers.
See the Father looking on the whole earth and all the little cities of light praying, and being so pleased.
Mary speaks: See the Holy Spirit come mightly upon you and fill your hearts with the fire of God's love.
Mary speaks: I am your Mother, will you join with me and my Son Jesus?
Will you pray, will you tell others to pray?
My children, please, carry your rosary with you at all times, and pray it whenever you are free or afraid or have to wait.
Learn all the mysteries and pray your rosary.
I love you, I am your Mother Mary.
Messenger: SIDNEY HEALING ROSARY, AUGUST 22, 2000, 6:20 p.m., CALL 1-888-211-3041 or (513) 932-4451.
Florida Healing Rosary, September 5, 2000, 6:20 p.m., Clearwater, below image, if you can't be there - gather a group and pray. Mary requests this, rosaries on the 5ths. This 5th is most important, it is on a Tuesday, healing night. Pray for grace for this night.
(Please copy and pass out to family and friends.)
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.
Song: O Lady of Light, shining so bright, be with us this day, guiding our way, O Lady, O Lady of Light.
Mary speaks: I appear to you as Our Mother of Sorrows.
(End of Mary's Message)
MY VALENTINE FOR JESUS AND MARY
AND THE WORLD
I _________________ give my heart to
You Jesus and Mary on this day
I promise to help spread the devotion to
the Hearts of Jesus and Mary.
You will need: 1. This sheet
2. Holy Spirit Novena Book
3. Shepherds of Christ Prayer Manual
I. Begin by singing, "Come Holy Ghost" (verse 1).
|Day:||1 Joyful||2Sorrowful||3Glorious||4 Joyful||5Sorrowful||6Glorious||7 Joyful||8Sorrowful||9Glorious|
|Period I||Aug 18||19||20||21||22||23||24||25||26|
|Period I||23||24||25||26||27||28||29||30||Oct 1|
|Period I||29||30||31||Nov 1||2||3||4||5||6|
II. Begin the 6:30 prayer service
Ave Maria, Ave Maria.
2) Jesus we love You, Mary we love you.
3) This is her peace plan, Children must pray it.
4) We turn to Mary, She is the Queen of Peace.
5) Oh Sacred Heart Divine, Oh Heart of Mary pure, Ave Maria, We love to pray it!
- I, the Lord, am your God. You shall not have other gods besides me.
- You shall not take the name of the Lord, your God, in vain.
- Remember to keep holy the sabbath day.
- Honor your father and your mother.
- You shall not kill.
- You shall not commit adultery.
- You shall not steal.
- You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.
- You shall not covet your neighbor's wife.
- You shall not covet anything that belongs to your neighbor.
|III. List of Important
Q: How can we make a greater effort to pray together and pray as a family? How do I feel after we pray together?
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