“My child, my beloved, do not be afraid. Do you truly trust in me?”

Lord I believe! Help my unbelief!

“Little one, apart from grace, you would be unable to stand upright, even at the best of times. It is grace alone that allows you to move. Even your breath is a direct action of grace. Each day, with each breath, you rely on grace. Then do you think grace will fail you in your hour of need? You have evidence enough that grace—abundant grace—has been poured out over you in your ordinary need. Have every confidence that abundant grace will be there in your extraordinary need. Then take nothing for granted, for everything is a gift from God. With gratitude and the confidence of a beloved child, renew once again your trust. Your Father, your Abba, is with you, and your Mother intercedes for your needs even before you ask. Then be at peace. Enter into the heart of God and be at peace.”

Jesus I trust in you! Beloved Father of my heart, I offer you the gratitude of the Gloriana, wrapped in the love of our Mother, and I ask with all the confidence of the Christ Child for all the graces I need or will need. Jesus I trust in you. Father I love you. Amen.

“Oh, my child, how quickly things are changing now! You will have much to endure, but do not fear—I will be with you through it all. For your part, do not let up on your prayers, but with trust in the mercy of God, make your supplications on behalf of the Church and the souls of poor sinners. Pray especially for the Holy Father who suffers much at the hand of unscrupulous sinners. I send my grace and peace to all those who follow me in faith and trust. Give thanks to the Lord for he is good.”

Heavenly Father, I thank you for your goodness and mercy. Your love is forever! I believe that you are in control, no matter how things appear, and I ask for a special blessing of protection and strength for the Holy Father.  I accept the  grace and peace you offer with the gratitude of the Gloriana, praising your limitless generosity. You are Lord forever! Jesus I trust in you. Amen.

“Little one I am near. Do not be afraid. Your Lord has need of humble, faithful souls who are ready to act as he commands. Are you one?”

Lord, by your grace alone, but let there be no ambiguity so that I will not waver in my resolve.

“Child, the days are fraught with danger. The darkness looms and the prince of darkness is poised to leap out and devour many. Do not be deceived. Pray much. Remain in me. I am near to you at all times, whether you feel it or not. Believe, hope, trust. Then you will be able to do all I command with courage and fortitude.”

Come Holy Spirit! Come with your gifts! Renew the face of the earth.

“What must be renewed must first be razed. Your King approaches. Make straight his paths.”

Here I am Lord. I come to do your will.

I asked for a Scripture passage to confirm this message and was given: Ezekiel 2:9-10 It was then I saw a hand stretched out to me, in which was a written scroll which he unrolled before me. It was covered with writing front and back, and written on it was: Lamentation and wailing and woe!

My friends we have had some difficult messages lately. But let us remember the hope that we have in our resurrected Lord, Jesus Christ, King of Kings and Lord of Lords, who comes to rule the world with justice and the peoples with fairness. We are not orphans, but beloved children of the King, who approaches in splendor and state. All glory and praise to our God!

“Beloved child, the spirit of Judas is once again loose in the Church. Pray much for the Holy Father, my servant Benedict, for he suffers much. Well do I know what he suffers at the hands of those who are plotting against him and against the truth—even those he called his friends! Child, pray unceasingly for mercy over those who yet again betray the Son of Man into the hands of evil men. There is much to come—even more than you have already seen. Indeed this is a very small introduction. The time of mercy draws to a close. Enter into my heart, dear child, through the streams of mercy. There you will be protected. But woe to those who rely on their own strength and intelligence. They will have no comfort in the time of trial. Pray much, my child, and do not stop!”

Jesus save us! We are perishing! Yet you are the Lord of the wind and the waves. Jesus I trust in you. Save souls, especially those most in need of your mercy. I enter into your heart through the streams of mercy, and I bring with me all those you have given me to pray for. Jesus I trust in you. Amen.

“My child, these are hard words, a difficult message. For the day of the Lord is terrible to behold. That is why I have prepared my faithful ones. What is coming will terrify many, even those who thought their faith was strong. But, my child, those who lean on their own strength will be like the branch that tries to resist the hurricane. It will be snapped off and blown away. But the one who is humble before God, and says, ‘Lord I am too weak to withstand all this, but you are God! My Father, my Abba, hold me!’ that one I will carry through every trial, and even if he suffers, he will not be defeated or put to shame. Child, do not lean on your own strength, but lean on me, for I am your strength. Be joyful, even in the midst of trial, for your Savior comes to rule the nations with justice and the peoples with fairness.”

Come Lord Jesus! My Father, my Abba, hold me and never let me stray through sin. Let my heart rejoice in knowing your nearness, O beloved Father of my heart. Blessed Trinity of love, I love you!

Feb 13, 2010 4:09 AM

I had a powerful and vivid dream last night after which I woke suddenly and reflected for a while on it’s meaning. I could not sleep anymore so I got up to write down the dream and my own reflections on it.

I dreamed I was in a room that appeared to be a hotel room, only much larger. It was in a building similar to the brick buildings built in the early Twentieth Century and the building was in an older town like those in the hills of Pennsylvania. I went to a large plate glass window on the north side of the room where I could see a river stretching out beyond the town to the north. The river came directly through the center of the town, which was quietly nestled at the bottom between two steep hills to the east and west. The town sprawled out and advanced only partway up the hillsides where woods overtook the man-made structures and covered the upper slopes of these small mountains on both the east and west sides of town. As I gazed out beyond the town to the north, where the river wound through thick forest, I saw military tanks silently emerge from the western mountainside, cross over the river, and disappear into the trees on the eastern side of the river. They passed through like ants, in numbers too great to count, and I knew intuitively that they were spreading out into the forest area on the east side of the mountain and surrounding the town.

I turned around and cried out to my family, who were sitting peacefully on two beds in the room, but they did not believe me. So I ran to a window on the east wall, and looked up beyond the tree line where the top of the mountain was bare, so that I could see the whole mountaintop. A huge torrent of water was shooting down toward the tree line all along the slope of the mountain in front of me and toward all of us in the town below. It was as if the whole mountain were collapsing as large boulders, rock and debris were shaken loose and began to slide downward with the water. I ran away to the far wall of the room and turned to look at my husband, my daughter, and her children. At that very moment, the floor began to cave in under my feet and everything in the room slid away with a flood of water that had burst through the walls behind my family.

At that moment, I felt the pain of separation from my grandchildren and knew it was permanent. I knew intuitively, that it would be the last time I would see them until ‘the time of times’ was over. I felt myself being swept away in the current and cried out to God, immersing myself in His Mercy. I landed on a bench out on the street where my daughter appeared seconds later right beside me. The entire world was in chaos around us. Planes filled the sky as bombs and debris fell everywhere, explosions rocked the earth around us, buildings crumbled, and panicked people ran in every direction. On the south end of town, I saw a huge Ferris wheel collapse in a burning heap as fires ignited everywhere and flames spread out over the ground and hot embers and smoke filled the air.

We looked north and saw my husband across the street on a sidewalk, dazed and confused. We screamed out to him to run and he turned and started to run toward us. But at that very moment, a huge piece of machinery fell from the sky onto the pavement near him and other pedestrians who were caught up in the turmoil. The machine had a huge rotating rotor like the engine of a jet and it was sucking everything and everyone up into it. I saw my husband get pulled into it and disappear. All I could think was, “He never got Baptized!”. With a cry of grief and horror, my daughter and I turned to each other and with all our strength, tightly embraced one another as if we understood we would be left totally alone if we let go for one instant.

Just then, a young man who looked to be in his mid-thirties appeared on the sidewalk in front of us. He was sitting down, leaning on a lamppost with his feet stretched out, and was very calm. He was dressed like a vagrant, but his clothes were clean and he did not seem threatening at all. His eyes were gentle and kind. I did not recognize him. He began to talk to us softly, asking us questions to draw us away from the sights around us. Then, after awhile he said, “The night is coming. Would you like me to stay with you through the darkness?” We gave in easily and shook our heads “yes”, but I wondered whether he could be trusted. Immediately, he got up and led us to an out-of-the-way alley where three buildings were butted against one another, blocking us in on three sides. He walked behind a large cement stairway coming down from the building on the left and he gestured to the cement sidewalk in this hidden corner where we were apparently going to spend the night. Then he looked up at us and said, “Go then, and prepare yourselves for the night.” I took that to mean, ‘take care of personals’ before going to sleep so we went off to go to the bathroom in private and the dream ended.

I woke up suddenly, deeply disturbed by the dramatic and vivid dream. I lay in my bed and thought about the dream for a long time. I understood that the dream was filled with symbolism and I began to retrace every moment of it.

The town I was in represents cities and villages throughout the world where modern man dwells without any sense that the enemy is surrounding him and is about to strike a mortal blow. The tanks represent the “sneak-attack” tactic that is used against unsuspecting inhabitants as hidden enemies are arrayed all around them in ‘forests’ of material distractions. The collapsing mountain reflects the modern world as the river of water and debris coming down the mountain’s side washes everything we treasure away. The fallen machinery signifies the sudden pouncing of a terrible enemy upon the people and the rotor the power with which it has to suck everything and everyone up into its merciless engines, where they will perish without hope of escape.

In the chaos, we will be separated from loved ones and our children, or our children’s children, will be lost to us. The moment of separation will be one filled with pain and sorrow, but also full of hope for those who embrace with faith a belief in the new world to come. We will find ourselves washed away in a torrent of debris, but will land safely in a place away from the danger around us, if we only call out God’s name as we fall. We will then find ourselves among familiar companions or a family member, but will not be left completely alone. It will be someone with whom we will walk through this journey of transition until the night of terror is over. We will experience separation from loved ones and witness terrible deaths of both good and bad people; some of those will be those whom we love, and some will be those who waited too long to decide.

But even though we tremble before the sight of a crumbling and panic-stricken world, we will remain unharmed, as the Lord soon comes in a form we will not recognize to offer to us a route to safety. Once again, we can choose to follow, or not. For those of us who say yes, He will lead us away to a hidden place in preparation for the darkness to come. It will not be a place of comfort and it will not be of our own choosing. It will be hard and cold and will be a place of suffering. But, it will also be a place of safety and it will be the means through which He will save us until the end. Afterwards, a day will dawn which was hoped for and anticipated in my dream even as the chaos began. I believe, it will be the “Age of Mary”.

After this understanding of the dream came into my head, I could not get back to sleep and felt compelled to get up immediately and write it down, lest I forget quickly. I thought about how, just prior to falling suddenly into a deep sleep, I read a concise explanation about prophecies in the Church that opened my eyes and helped me to understand this charism of the Holy Spirit. Interiorly, I had yearned for this gift last night; though, not really thinking I would ever receive it, I still desired anything the Spirit had to offer. I wondered if the dream could be prophetic and if I was meant to receive it to pass it along to the world. But, I have no means to do so and can only pass it along to those I know. All must decide for themselves what to make of the information I give. Is it just a scary dream with no meaning, or is it prophecy? Scripture says we must discern all spirits and keep what is good. So, you decide.

Note: The next morning on Mark Mallet’s website, I read his latest posting more carefully today since last night I barely breezed through it. It is called “Hope is Dawning”. It corresponds exactly with my interpretation of the dream and my understanding of the era in which we find ourselves.

From Pelianito: When I read the above I felt there were more symbols that bore exploration. The three “three buildings” in the last paragraph are like a “strong wall”, representing the Holy Trinity. And as the reader and I discussed, the stairway is symbolic of the “Way” to heaven or Christ.

Then there are the words of the Man: “The night is coming. Would you like me to stay with you through the darkness?” and “Go then, and prepare yourselves for the night.” These are very comforting words. How do we prepare for the coming darkness? Through fasting and prayer, especially the prayer, “Jesus I trust in you.” We need to beg him to stay with us through the darkness. He is waiting for an invitation.

Very powerful…much to ponder. As confirmation for me, the Office of Readings today had Proverbs 1:1-7,20-33, which speaks very strongly to this post and message. Jesus we trust in YOU!

“My child, the challenges of this age are many. But always remember that to me, these obstacles are mere pebbles, grains of sand to be trampled underfoot. Have great confidence in me and none in yourself. This is not the message the world would have you believe, but it is the truth and the path to true joy and hope. Place all of your cares in the wound at my side, where I will tenderly see to your every need. Child I love you. Trust in me.”

Jesus I trust in you. You are righteous, holy, good, and just. I place all my cares in your Sacred Heart. Lord have mercy! Amen.

“Beloved child of my heart, do you see that when all seems lost, that is when my power and glory are made triumphant? This happened at Calvary and it will happen again. For the enemies of faith grow strong. In their own estimation, their victory is near. But their day will be brief, for when things are darkest, my light will break forth, and joy and gladness will ring out in the holy places. For where persecution reigned, shouts of joy will echo. Child, be not afraid, but wait in joyful hope, trusting in the Lord who comes to rule the world with justice and the peoples with fairness.”

Thanks be to God—triumphant, glorious, holy, and good! Come Lord Jesus! “O mighty one, gird your sword upon your thigh; in splendor and state, ride on in triumph for the cause of truth and goodness and right.” (Ps. 44:4-5)

“My child, do not fear, but rejoice, for I come to make all things new. The old will have passed away—behold new things have come. I have conquered death; it has no power over me or those who cling to me in trust. My child, fear not when you see the day of the Lord approaching. Wash your face, put oil on your head,* prepare the way of the Lord. O my child, if you knew how I have longed for this day! When that day comes, all that has been before will be forgotten, as a dream dies at the opening of day. Fear not! I am near. Rejoice and be glad, my people, for I come to rule the world with justice and the peoples with fairness.”

Jesus, maranatha! Come in glory! Save us from this culture of death and this world of sin. Save your children who trust in you. Draw all souls to yourself through our small payers and sacrifices magnified in the Immaculate Heart of your Mother. Jesus in Mary we trust in you. Amen.

(* “Wash your face, put oil on your head”: This phrase is, I believe, meant to be symbolic of Baptism. We prepare the way of the Lord by living our Baptism, rejecting sin and walking in the newness of life to which we have been called.)

“My child, the more sin reigns, the more death follows, for the wages of sin is death—and now, sin is ready to reap what it has sown. My child, do not stop praying , for what has happened to this point is but a sample of what is to come. Pray for mercy, pray for miracles, for where sin abounds, grace abounds all the more. Do not think that in this hour of darkness, my children will be abandoned. On the contrary, I will be with them in a special way as the days darken, and the angels and saints are ready to assist those who call upon them. Child, know that I am near and that the joy of the kingdom is within you.”

Jesus I trust in you. For the sake of your sorrowful passion, have mercy on us and and the whole world. May the Gloriana* come to our aid now and in all our moments of darkness and may the joy of the kingdom never leave us. Amen.

(*Gloriana: The angels and saints in perfect communion with the Blessed Trinity; the perfect unity of heaven.)