Ann Vucic – Conversion Talk on Medjugorje

Posted on August 5, 2019 by

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“Little children, I wish that all people convert and see me and my son, Jesus, in you. I will intercede for you and help you to become the light. In helping the other, your soul will also find salvation.”  alleged message from Our Lady Queen of Peace – Medjugorje May 25, 1996

My friend Ann Vucic came to visit and gave a talk at my parish.

Ann Vucic was born in a little village two miles from Medjugorge, Bosnia-Herzegovina (place of alleged Marian apparitions since 1981). Her family moved to the United States when she was two years old. Painful adolescent experiences led to destructive behaviors in her early teens. In the summer of 1981, at the age of 15, Ann returned to her homeland for a summer vacation. Shortly after she got there, a whispered conversation in an outdoor cafe led to a life changing encounter with the Lord, which forever changed the trajectory of Ann’s life. That summer, she was able to be a witness to the beginning days and months of Our Lady’s apparitions in Medjugorje. Many years later, a magazine article about Ann’s experiences in Medjugorje, called her “The First American Conversion in Medjugorje.”

​While trying to discern the Lord’s plan in her life, Ann completed undergraduate studies in Theology and Psychology, and graduate studies in Social Work at Loyola University Chicago. By 1999, after many years of working in the field of Social Work, Ann discerned a call by the Lord to leave her career and begin a new life, fully committed to evangelization and ministry, which has always been her greatest passion. Since 1999, Ann has given her life fully for ministry through: coordinating and directing pilgrimages to Medjugorje, the Holy Land, and other Catholic sites; interpreting for Medjugorje visionaries and priests throughout the United States and beyond; working extensively with Fr. Zlatko Sudac (a Croatian priest with the stigmata) as his interpreter and retreat coordinator; sharing her testimony, speaking about the messages of Medjugorje and giving talks on matters of faith and spirituality at retreats, conferences, and media outlets throughout the United States.

​Ann’s powerful testimony will inspire you as you listen to the ways in which the Lord has worked in her life and led her in a direction she could never have dreamed of for herself. God indeed has bigger dreams for us than we have for ourselves. Ann’s story bears witness to that fact.

Here is her testimony;

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The Sanctity of Human Life

Posted on August 4, 2019 by

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“We must not be surprised when we hear of murders, of killings, of wars, of hatred. If a mother can kill her own child, what is left but for us to kill each other.” Saint Teresa of Calcutta

This is a talk I gave at the Carmel Center in Liberty, TN on the Sanctity of Human Life.

 

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The Living God

Posted on July 22, 2019 by

I wrote this piece two years ago on the Feast of Saint Mary Magdalene. My friend Eva has since passed away; I feel certain into the loving arms of a good Father. I remember my experience in the chapel that day, and I hold on to the hope because I do not doubt the infinite love of My Creator.

Veil of Veronica

Mary Magdelene the Penitent

Mary Magdalene- Painting by Kathleen Carr, my cousin.

Feast of Saint Mary Magdalene

Mary stayed outside the tomb weeping.  And as she wept, she bent over into the tomb
and saw two angels in white sitting there, one at the head and one at the feet
where the Body of Jesus had been.  And they said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping?”
She said to them, “They have taken my Lord, and I don’t know where they laid him.”
When she had said this, she turned around and saw Jesus there, but did not know it was Jesus.  Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping?  Whom are you looking for?”
She thought it was the gardener and said to him,  “Sir, if you carried him away,
tell me where you laid him, and I will take him.” Jesus said to her, “Mary!”
She turned and said to him in Hebrew, “Rabbouni,” which…

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Apocalypse

Posted on July 14, 2019 by

 

God the Father

Philip said to him, “Master, show us the Father, and that will be enough for us.”Jesus said to him, “Have I been with you for so long a time and you still do not know me, Philip? Whoever has seen me has seen the Father. How can you say, ‘Show us the Father’?

John 14:8-9

The post I am writing I feel is meant urgently.  Urgently for us and urgently for Priests.  I know I am not the only one who receives this message.  Before I begin, I want to give a little background information of some things that have happened over the past couple of weeks.  As always when I show you posts from my journal I record them as if the Lord were speaking to me directly.  If the church were ever to come out and say anything I have written is wrong, then the church is correct and I am wrong.  Know that as you discern what I write.

To begin, something happened to me before I wrote my last post.   It was July 7, 2019 and I was feeling the tug to write that post, but I really didn’t want to.   It was storming outside and as you know, I like to watch storms, so I decided to go outside and watch the storm and pray asking God if I should write.

Sometimes when I am intent on asking God something, it seems God wants to talk to me about something else and I will find myself overwhelmed at the immensity of God.  On that particular evening God had something specific to show me.  I had closed my eyes to ask about writing as the storm was blowing in front of me when suddenly,  He just said to me very clearly,

“he breathed on them and said to them, “Receive the holy Spirit. Whose sins you forgive are forgiven them, and whose sins you retain are retained.”

And then he showed it to me.  He was standing in front of Philip.   And Philip closed his eyes, and Jesus breathed the breath of God and Philip inhaled the breath of God, and Philip KNEW the Father.  And the love and power was overwhelming…he did it to all that were there.

And I sobbed.  I just sat on my front porch and sobbed.  Because I felt it and saw it but I cannot adequately explain it or how overpowering it was.  The immensity of the moment.  The joy of it.  And what it means to be a Priest…And how much responsibility it entails, and how they received it as Loved sons of a Good Father….so they could bring Mercy to the world…

And I knew Jesus weeps at those Priests who don’t understand this.

So fast forward a week and I had planned a trip to the Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament in Hanceville, AL.  I realized we had planned the trip on the Feast of Saint Veronica.  These things are never coincidence to me.  Remember Veronica wiped the Face of Jesus with her veil.

The priest who gave the homily was AWESOME.  He said what needed to be said.  He touched on everything my friends and I in our prayer group have prayed for and spoken of the past year.  About persecution, Priests and Bishops needing to lead more than they do.  He told us he got most of his homily from this article.

As you know I veil at Mass.  On this day at the Shrine I wore my favorite veil.   You can see it here;

Susan in blue veil

 

After Mass I took off my veil and put it in my purse.  We ate lunch and decided to go to adoration and confession.  But I could not find my veil.   This veil is my favorite for many reasons.  It’s Marian blue and it is the one I have touched to so many relics, including Saint Padre Pio, Saint Faustina, and the last one I touched it to was the heart of Saint John Vianney, patron of Priests.  I looked everywhere in my purse where I had put it and then all over where I had been and including the lost and found but was unable to find it.  I thought perhaps God wanted to speak to someone else about veiling and he would use my veil to do it.  I went to to get one of my other veils to go to adoration, but I was, and am sad to lose that one.  It was special to me.

After confession, I sat in adoration a little bit bummed out.  I asked the Lord to speak to me.  The only thing God said to me was, “Restore the Father’s Blessings”.  I wasn’t sure what He meant.  We left shortly thereafter.

I got up this morning, and was going to just get cleaning done in my house because I have company coming in.  But the tug on my heart to go to Mass was strong.  Very strong.  So I got in my car and headed off to Mass.  Adoration was going on prior to Mass.

It was then God started pouring over me during adoration and then continued in Mass.  I will try to relay what he said to me as best as I can and hope that it makes sense.  This is also one of the most dire post pleas I have posted before and so I want to relay that in receiving this, I had God’s peace.  He is in control and really truly does not want us to be afraid.  The only thing we should fear is losing our salvation;

Beloved Lily of the Father,

 In the beginning they KNEW the Father.  They KNEW ME.  They walked in union with me.  They KNEW their source which came from the Tree of Life.

  • …Now, what if he also reaches out his hand to take fruit from the tree of life, and eats of it and lives forever? (Genesis 3:22)

Once they turned to the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil as their source the unity they walked in experienced a rift.  I did not withdraw the source, or they would cease to be, but the source was veiled, guarded by the Cherubim.  I send angels to help you make your way back to the source to help you do My will.

The Priesthood is the bridge between heaven and earth bringing back to earth what has been veiled.  Giving the sacramental life to my people so they can be brought back to unity with my will. 

When Philip asked Jesus, “Master, show us the Father, and that will be enough for us.” I let Philip know that knowing ME is done through the Son who is in me.

On July 7, 2019 I showed you on your front porch the moment Philip really, really knew the Father.  Jesus breathed on him and said “receive the Holy Spirit.”  You sobbed understanding the gravity of the Priesthood.  They are the Fatherhood of God bringing my Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity to my people, reconciling my people to me, so they turn back to the Source from whom their goodness comes.

And yet I say, woe to my shepherds.  You have entered your final warnings.  Rome is burning.  The Mass is becoming decimated.  Some leaders are a brood of vipers.  It is their disobedience that calls my hand of justice upon the earth.  They are withholding the Kingdom from my people.  They in their unbelief.  It is the only time the Son was amazed, it is because of unbelief.  He could not perform miracles because of it. 

My Priests restore the Father’s Blessings.  But instead because of their unbelief they bring down judgment.  The passion of the church. 

When the Mass becomes decimated, and the bridge between heaven and earth broken I must bring the apocalypse directly.  Apocalypse means unveiling.  I will unveil and make transparent Good and Evil.  Every action I make is to bring union back to the will of the Father.  When those in the bridge refuse my will, I ACT ON A GLOBAL SCALE.  Death will be a mercy for some because it will be in death that they turn back to me.  Many will refuse my mercy and will lock themselves in hell for eternity.  THE EARTH HAS SEEN NOTHING LIKE WHAT I WILL UNVEIL.  The constructs in your mind of who I AM will be shaken to the core.  But remember I AM LOVE, DO NOT DOUBT IT.  You lost your veil to give out warning and let my shepherds know, TIME IS RUNNING OUT… REPENT OR SUFFER MY DIRECT UNVEILING.

Look now I will unveil the Mass for you Beloved Lily of the Father.  Look and see what I see.

{At this point, I Susan, am watching the consecration.  My eyes become super blurry.  Everything blends together in a Bright White Light.  I know where we are in the Mass by the words being proclaimed.  The Priest has raised the Host, but what I see is a Bright White Light.  I see the Face of Jesus, Massively large taking up the whole altar space.  As he raises the chalice I see a Rainbow.  God is using the surroundings of what is in the church to reveal all of this to me.  He says the rainbow is a symbol of his Covenant.  He tells me He is everywhere and permeates everything.  I sense WRATH at the covenant symbols misuse especially when embraced inside of the church in a way that damages souls, wrath for the perversion of everything, and especially the harming of children.  But in the midst of it is an overwhelming love from the altar. As I stated, “Lord I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof,” I was brought to tears at the immensity of it all.}

I will bring you to your knees and you will know who I AM.  Everything that comes from me is a movement back towards my WILL which is LOVE, MERCY AND TRUTH, anything that is evil and moves souls away from this will be destroyed.  The day of Justice rapidly upon you.  Time is short and velocity speeds up.  I will restore the Father’s Blessings.  The righteous will be lifted up and my peace will be upon you.  Do not be afraid of the battle.  I AM with you. 

 Psalm 33:18

 The Most Holy Trinity

To the shepherds who are fighting the battle I pray for your perseverance and I thank you for fighting for us.  DO NOT BE AFRAID.  To those who are not, repent and believe in the Gospel.

 

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The Stronghold of Unforgiveness

Posted on July 8, 2019 by

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View from the 9th floor balcony of the Palms in Destin, Florida

….he breathed on them and said to them, “Receive the holy Spirit. Whose sins you forgive are forgiven them, and whose sins you retain are retained.” John 20:22-23

This is one of those posts I really didn’t want to write.  I didn’t want to open up and tell everyone what goes on inside my head.  But God said, “SPEAK. ” And so I will.

Before I tell this story, I want to remind readers of a dream I had on December 20, 2014.

In my dream I was attacked by a demon, and when I awoke I knew it was real.  Prior to this I knew that the devil was real because I knew that evil was real and I knew that God is not the orchestrator of evil.  But this day, this dream changed me.  I knew for sure that the devil was an active entity, a real entity, one that was trying to steal, kill and destroy.

I bring this up because I had known and established a relationship with God and knew I could hear Him speaking, but I don’t think I realized that the “voices in my head” could also be coming from Satan.  I had thought it was either my own voice, or God’s, but after this dream I knew there was a third voice, and it was one that wanted my destruction.

Discerning where something is coming from can be hard, but the nearer you draw to the Lord in prayer, the louder the Lord gets, and it gets easier to discern when the enemy is trying to derail you.  It’s how I know that my post-partum depression and anxiety contained the spiritual attack on my motherhood.

I tell you all this so you know there are 3 voices that speak to you.  God’s, your own, and Satan’s.  The more you sin, the louder Satan’s gets.  The more you pray, the louder God’s gets.  Whichever one you choose to make your own and you internalize and believe becomes how you interact in the world.  If you internalize God’s and walk as a loved child, you bring that love to the world.  If you internalize Satan’s you bring hate, death and sin in the world and you call it love but it’s a lie.

One of the things that brings a barrage of demonic voices to anyone is getting stuck in unforgiveness.  This is a wide open door that will let those voices pummel you with fiery darts of suggestion.  I know I have an area of forgiveness to work on when my anxiety rises and the images and thoughts make me feel out of control.  They make me accuse and suck all my joy.

So that brings me to my story.  I finally got to go on vacation after several months of feeling like I was on a treadmill.  I was so very very excited!!! Until I got to our destination…

My wonderful, loving husband booked us a room on the 9th floor of a high rise in Florida.  Now anyone who knows me knows that I have a grave fear of heights.  It isn’t just the healthy caution that one should have, it is an irrational anxiety that keeps me from doing things.  When I walked in the condo I cried.  Which promptly made the 17 year old roll his eyes and go out on the balcony of death to look over the railing.

Now I will say that in my journey I have come a long way about a lot of things.  There was a time when I would have LIT MY HUSBAND UP for booking a place like that.  I would have taken it so personally like he was malicious.  But I knew he wasn’t malicious, he was clueless.  Apparently my fear of heights did not occur to him when he was booking our vacation.  He worked hard to plan it, and at a nice place.  I wasn’t mad.  He sheepishly looked at me and said next time we wouldn’t stay up this high.  I knew God had something for me to work on.  I knew God wanted me there.  So it was time to take it to prayer.  I hugged my husband and retreated to prayer.

I had to shut the blinds as the balcony was like a magnetic pole to my children who must have been wearing metal clothing.  They wanted to be no where else but there.  So here’s where I tell you all about the “voices in my head.”  I would get barraged with image after image of my children falling off the balcony.   Then if I even tried to go out myself a voice would whisper, “jump”.  Now this one voice made me angry because it was so bold and I KNEW IT WASN’T MINE.  And I knew instantly Satan just wants me dead.  But God wants me to figure something out.  I wasn’t always afraid of heights, at some point something had changed.

I knew I could command the voices and images to go away in Jesus’ name, but that if I had an area of unforgiveness they would just come back immediately.  That’s why Jesus says;

But if you do not forgive others their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.

Matthew 6:15

So I set to my task of asking God because I didn’t want to hand myself to the torturer’s any longer.

“Then the master called the servant in. ‘You wicked servant,’ he said, ‘I canceled all that debt of yours because you begged me to.  Shouldn’t you have had mercy on your fellow servant just as I had on you?’  In anger his master handed him over to the jailers to be tortured, until he should pay back all he owed.

 “This is how my heavenly Father will treat each of you unless you forgive your brother or sister from your heart.” Matthew 18:32-35

He showed me a moment in time.  It was September 11, 2001.  I was newly pregnant with my firstborn.  The one I would suffer post-partum depression with.  I was watching the TV in my living room, watching the towers burn.  Watching people jump to their death.  I held my stomach tightly and I said, “my God, what kind of world am I bringing this child into.”  And I questioned having a child in a world filled with evil.   Like speaking a curse over the blessing God was giving me.

And I knew immediately who I needed to forgive.  I actually needed to forgive the terrorists for the trauma.  I needed to forgive myself for the doubt of life I spoke over my child.  Once I did this I could command those demons to leave and break any curses in the name of Jesus.  Thank God for confession.

I felt God further say that he wanted me to share this story so people would know how to discern the voices, and how to make them leave.

I could have spiraled into a wild amount of control, refusing to let my kids on the balcony.  But God let me know that we were on the 9th floor for a reason, because 9 is the number of the angels.  They surround me and my children, and if I don’t trust God with my children, then I don’t trust God.  These voices are barraging everyone, but not everyone recognizes it.  And even when you do, it is often a struggle to make it stop.  Don’t let a stronghold of unforgiveness keep you stuck.

By the end of the week I could sit on the balcony and have coffee.  I wouldn’t say I am ready to climb the Empire State Building, but I would say the voices left and the fear subsided.  And I rested in the love of God, and relaxed on my vacation.  In the months ahead I think it is important not to get stuck in our own control, and unforgiveness.  You are not your Savior, Jesus is, and he has left us so many tools to fight this battle.  If you think you have it figured out on your own, He will let you know you don’t.  If you find yourself in fear and accusing others, there’s probably something you need to work on.  Remember forgiveness does not mean no consequences.  Forgiveness just means you can be free.  Totally free.

The demons are so active right now.  My friend Charlie also had a vision on December 20, 2014.  These demons are actively trying to take us down.  So RECOGNIZE IT and fight intelligently.  Put your Holy Hatred on Satan where it belongs.  Don’t be afraid, be MAD, at the right entity and put on the Armor of God.

 

 

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The Work Still to be Done

Posted on June 23, 2019 by

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Poussin – The Institution of the Eucharist

Everyone who commits sin commits lawlessness, for sin is lawlessness. You know that he was revealed to take away sins, and in him there is no sin. No one who remains in him sins; no one who sins has seen him or known him. Children, let no one deceive you. The person who acts in righteousness is righteous, just as he is righteous. Whoever sins belongs to the devil, because the devil has sinned from the beginning. Indeed, the Son of God was revealed to destroy the works of the devil. No one who is begotten by God commits sin, because God’s seed remains in him; he cannot sin because he is begotten by God. In this way, the children of God and the children of the devil are made plain; no one who fails to act in righteousness belongs to God, nor anyone who does not love his brother. For this is the message you have heard from the beginning: we should love one another, unlike Cain who belonged to the evil one and slaughtered his brother. Why did he slaughter him? Because his own works were evil, and those of his brother righteous. Do not be amazed, [then,] brothers, if the world hates you. We know that we have passed from death to life because we love our brothers. Whoever does not love remains in death.  Everyone who hates his brother is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life remaining in him. The way we came to know love was that he laid down his life for us; so we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers.  If someone who has worldly means sees a brother in need and refuses him compassion, how can the love of God remain in him? Children, let us love not in word or speech but in deed and truth. 1 John 3:1-18

 

As you all know I record what pops in my head as a letter from God.  If the church came out today and said all I have written is wrong, the church is correct and I am wrong.  I always want to be clear about that so you can discern what I write.  Here is what I felt the Lord say to me on this weekend of the Feast of Corpus Christi;

Beloved Lily of the Father,

I have come for your sanctification.  I reveal nothing to you that I haven’t revealed in and through others, you are a connector, connecting things I have revealed.  I died on the cross for your Redemption but my promise is still to be fulfilled.  I came to destroy the works of the devil.  This was done and completed in My Mother.  My Kingdom was established in her.  But I came to establish My Kingdom in each of you, this is the work still to be done.  Your baptism and belief bring you Redemption but the fullness of what I came for is Sanctification.  Purgatory sanctifies.  However, if you do MY WILL on earth as it is in heaven you partake in sanctification as co-redeemer.  My Mother is Co-Redemptrix because in order to Redeem,  I came through a soul where My Kingdom was established already.  It was established in her.  Redemption is for all baptized who believe and sanctification is subject to each soul who is willing to be purified by surrendering their human will to us.  The levels of purgatory are the degree to which a person hands themselves to our will while on earth.  Purgatory is my Mercy.  Being purified of what kept you from complete sanctification.  Nothing imperfect can be in heaven.  Those who reject my mercy for themselves and others and remain in pride of mortal sin unto their death blaspheme the Holy Spirit and are lost to the fires of hell.  You can be sanctified on earth.  I make you holy when you surrender all to me.  I completed Redemption your cooperation determines your level of sanctification.  Some realize this to a great degree.  They partake in my cross.  When you partake in my cross you have access to MY CREATION.  Full domain over creation.  The more you give yourself to me, the more you have access to creation and are not limited.  Healing, bi-location, raising the dead.  You can do things that seem impossible because it is no longer you, but I who have established My Kingdom in you and I am not limited.

I am raising Saints like you have never seen before.

Many fear my chastisement.  I tell you, DO NOT FEAR, EMBRACE IT AND YOU WILL SEE POWER LIKE NEVER BEFORE.  I AM POWER MADE PERFECT IN WEAKNESS.  TAKE UP YOUR CROSS AND FOLLOW ME.  My Will will be working in and through you.  IT IS PERFECT LOVE and perfect love casts out all fear.  This is how you operate as the Body of Christ.

Isaiah 60:1

– The Most Holy Trinity

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Storm Watching

Posted on June 21, 2019 by

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Downed Tree from storms in Middle Tennessee June 19, 2019

 

You who dwell in the shelter of the Most High, who abide in the shade of the Almighty, Say to the LORD, “My refuge and fortress, my God in whom I trust.” He will rescue you from the fowler’s snare, from the destroying plague, He will shelter you with his pinions, and under his wings you may take refuge; his faithfulness is a protecting shield. You shall not fear the terror of the night nor the arrow that flies by day, Nor the pestilence that roams in darkness, nor the plague that ravages at noon. Though a thousand fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, near you it shall not come.You need simply watch; the punishment of the wicked you will see.  Because you have the LORD for your refuge and have made the Most High your stronghold, No evil shall befall you, no affliction come near your tent. For he commands his angels with regard to you, to guard you wherever you go. With their hands they shall support you,lest you strike your foot against a stone. You can tread upon the asp and the viper,trample the lion and the dragon.  Because he clings to me I will deliver him; because he knows my name I will set him on high. He will call upon me and I will answer; I will be with him in distress; I will deliver him and give him honor. With length of days I will satisfy him, and fill him with my saving power. Psalm 91

 

Yesterday, I spent the day getting ready for my family to go on vacation.  I didn’t turn on the news or look at the weather for the day at all.  I just went about my day, doing laundry and getting ready for travel.  Around 4:00 p.m. I wheeled our trash can out to the curb and felt a spit of rain on my arm.  I looked up at the sky, it was cloudy and a little bit eerie.  I knew a storm was coming.

I like to watch storms.  Don’t get me wrong, I am not a storm chaser, though I have been in the eye of a hurricane before.  I was in Thibodeaux, LA when hurricane Andrew hit back in 1992.  I had never seen a sky that color before.  Weather often lets us know we are not the ones in control.  But back to yesterday, I don’t chase storms, but I will watch storms from my front porch on occasion, as long as they aren’t too scary.

Yesterday’s storm was weird though.  I knew it was coming from the time I took the trash can out.  But 5:00 p.m. came and it didn’t hit us, and 6:00 p.m. came and it didn’t hit us, and 7:00 p.m. came, and it didn’t hit us.  Somewhere around 7:30 p.m., the sky stopped it’s occasional spitting and opened up into a downpour.

I went to sit on the front porch.  I grabbed my bible and a candle in a glass jar.  I lit my candle and sat in my rocking chair.  I held my bible and prayed.  God told me to pay attention.

He said, “you knew the storm was coming, I warned you for quite awhile.”  The rain began to fall very hard and very quickly and in a flash of lightening,  it got nasty wicked out.  It almost looked like a hurricane as the rain was full on sideways because of the wind.  I thought I better go inside.  God said, “no, stay and watch.”  The wind was blowing so hard a mist of rain was getting me wet.  I was becoming very cold and very uncomfortable.  Rain poured from my home’s gutters, threatening to soak the entire porch if they broke away from the house, but they held firm.  I was wet but I wasn’t soaked.  My candle blew out.  It was dark.  He said, “this is what it will be like, it will be dark like a hurricane.  You will be uncomfortable, you will suffer, but you who dwell in the shelter of the Lord will be rescued.”  Psalm 91 was coming alive.  The storm was fierce but ended rather quickly, as quick as the bolt of lightening that had unleashed it.  I had a sense of total peace about me, even though most people would have come inside long before I did.  I felt as though he was giving me a glimpse, a small glimpse, of what is to come.

We are in a storm, still the warning phase, much is yet to come.   What will come will not be what we have envisioned in our heads.  I actually don’t think we can fathom it, the immensity of it all.  But what I do know is God is in control and we should have no anxiety.  It isn’t like me to stay out in a storm that was as bad as last nights, but I KNEW God was with me and I didn’t need to fear.  He is giving us time, time to pray, fast, and align ourselves with His Will.  His Mother is interceding for us.  Time is short, don’t waste it.  We shouldn’t wait until the storm is full blown before we start listening to God.  Pray now.

May the Peace of Christ be with you.

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