"My Precious Little One, others cannot grasp the fact that your Father has spared you this war on the 12th of December, though it is a stay of hand at the last moment. But, you have not seen all as regards this Dec. 12th date. - Jesus
"Pray for the people of India and help them, My Sister. They are in a grave way, lost to sickness and disease, and given to every kind of spiritual demon."- Mother Theresa
Chapter 15
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A Message from Mother
Teresa, and More
"My Precious Little
One, others cannot grasp the fact that your Father has spared you this war on
the 12th of
December, though it is a stay of hand at the last moment. But, you have not
seen all as regards this Dec. 12th date. Open your sleepy eyes, Child, and
observe from your stance on My Holy Mountain."
"My Lord, I stand high
upon Your Mountain, and rub my eyes, as truly it is early in the morning; but
as I look far below I clearly see the old, red dragon. He is snorting smoke and
fire from his nostrils; and surely he would destroy all, save for the loving
interventions of You and Our Beloved Father. I could not imagine the depth of
darkness in this world without the love of God!"
"Child, continue on;
and write as seen and given."
"My Lord, the dragon
is gone and I see faces emerge from within the darkness below. I see Saddam
Hussein and, Yassar Arafat; and behind them is the Egyptian head of state.
Around the Egyptian are the Turkish dancers and representatives of Iran . They meet
in secret; but I hear the precious Spirit of God say, ‘See others. See Afghanistan .
See Jordan and Syria . Even Kuwait has sent
representatives. Child, this is a very large meeting of Arab countries, with
even Saudi Arabia present;
and they are planning communist takeover of the USA . See them backed by Germany , Russia ,
China ,
France and others. This consortium is growing daily. Their hate for the USA is also
growing; and you do not diminish this by your growing aggression and
decadence.’"
"Tell me more of their
plan, My Lord."
"Child, their plan is
to hit you in the midst of your Christmas season, even on December 12, 1998.
But, it shall be foiled by your Father; and it shall not come to pass."
"So, do they have
another date set at this time?"
"Child, the date they
have set is Dec. 12, 1998."
"My Lord, people have
no idea how blessed they are. They just cannot imagine your mercy and love and
that of Our Precious Father. They are sleeping and you are listening to the
cries of a few, who are awake and pleading before you day and night for mercy.
Please, please, please continue to have mercy on our souls."
"Child, feel the fire
of the Spirit of God as it descends upon you in greater measure. Stand in this
peace, love and joy; and know that you are greatly loved. Then, reach down,
Child, and take the key, which says, ‘hope and isolation;’ and open the door
before you. As you enter the door, you will find yourself inside My Holy
Mountain and in the corridor containing many doors. Continue on to the second
door and you will find the key called ‘charity’. Take the ‘charity’ key and
place it in the lock. Unlock the door, go in; and write as seen and
given."
"I open the door; and
straightaway, I see Mother Teresa. She is bathing the head of an Indian child,
who is dying. On her heart are the words, ‘My heart is pure;’ and on her feet
are the words ‘love for the sick, the hurt and the dying.’ Around her waist is
a band with the words, ‘I love the poor, the destitute, and the wretched;’ and
across her head are the words, ‘I am a Saint.’"
"Mother Teresa,"
I say, "You are a harbinger of such love and strength; and I am truly
blessed to meet you. How precious you are, My Sister.’
"Take this child’s
feet, My Friend; and touch them. They burn hot with the dark fevers of the
masses. Feel his breath; it is hot with the disease of aids, for which there is
no cure. See his backside which if full of sores. I weep for him, My Friend. Do
not let my people go with no one. Pray for the people of India and help
them, My Sister. They are in a grave way, lost to sickness and disease, and
given to every kind of spiritual demon."
"My Beloved Sister,
how I thank you for coming to show me this and to tell me about these hurting
souls. I will begin straightaway to pray for India
and to do as our Lord Jesus Christ directs me to do about India ."
Then, I reach out and hug
Mother Teresa; and she is frail and very thin. She hugs me briefly; I feel her
deep grief, and I know I must do what I can for India . For, suddenly I feel as if
every burden in the world is cast upon me; and the weight is more than I can
bear. Deep sadness grips me and I cannot stop crying for all these sick and
hurting souls; as they have no person to love them.
Mother Teresa continues to
rub the child’s feet; and in a moment she reaches into her pocket and says,
‘Here, My Sister, take this ring and wear it in remembrance of India . I reach
out and take the ring, noticing an inscription on the interior rim…’Love for India and its
people.’ And, I place the ring on the middle finger of my left hand, as it is
too large for me. Then, I fall to me knees and weep, thanking our Lord and
Father for this Precious Saint, who did so much for so many. I weep profusely
and cannot stop. Then, Mother Teresa comes over and touches me on the left
shoulder, ‘Do not weep, My Beloved Sister. Be strong; for your trials have only
begun in some ways. Go with charity towards the hurting and the lost and they
will bless you through their simple love. Never give up on charity; for charity
will never give up on you.’ Then, Mother Teresa vanishes; and I look at the
ring, feeling it and wondering what I shall ever do with it. For, I feel so
unworthy to wear it. I look up suddenly to see our Precious Jesus standing
before me; and I bow down on my face before Him."
"Get up, Child. Rise.
For, I have a blessing for you. Take the lay of fresh flowers and wear it
around your neck; for, it is a gift sent your way by the saints of the Most
High. In it are interwoven many blessings; for you have been through great
trials and this is a gift of love. Count your blessings and add one very
special blessing this day; for before this day is over you shall receive one;
and when it happens, you will know that it comes about through the intervention
of saints in your Father’s Kingdom. Your work is often with very few rewards
from others, but I am sending one your way. Be humble in this, Child; for one
is touched to help you in this work."
"Now, Little One, dust
off your robe; and take the gold sash, placing it around your waist."
"How shall I wear it
as I have the ring of keys around my waist?"
"Worry not, My Child.
Just place it around your waist and tie it with a simple knot."
"Yes, My Lord." I
readily tie the knot; and am suddenly swept into the radiant aquamarine waters
of the River of Life
"Child, let go of all
your worries, that you may swim freely."
"My Lord, tell me of
the worries you see?"
"You worry that you
have seen wrong about the Dec. 12th date; and you worry that you may be responsible for
anyone’s falling away from God because Dec. 12th did not come to pass as you
were made to see."
"Yes, My Lord, I do
worry about this and whether I was somehow at fault, even though Our Father
gave us a reprieve from this war."
"Child, you have
written as you have seen. Now, place the block of worry on the white sand and
let it go."
"My Lord, this block
suddenly materializes in my hands and I place it on the glistening sand, as you
advise." Before me, the block explodes readily into myriad light
formations and it is totally gone. Feeling very thin, light and free, I am now
swept along in the splendor of this beautiful River, its healing currents
pushing me along in complete freedom.
This beautiful and living
gift from our Father heals every wound and fills every void with complete peace
and joy. This beautiful and perfect river sings a perfect melody, which makes
my soul sing praises to our Father, our God Jehovah. How, I love this river;
and in great freedom, I dive deeper and deeper, living each moment caressed in
the pure love of our Father’s creation. Precious Lord, tell me about this
wondrous river."
"Child, it is straight
from your Father; and it flows the length of heaven itself. And, as you swim it
now, realize that you are on the outer edges of Heaven."
"My Lord, how often shall
I be able to swim it?"
"Child, so long as you
have the key to charity."
"What do you mean, My
Lord?"
"So long as you
practice love and forgiveness in the highest form, you will have the key to
charity."
"Oh, my Precious
Jesus, please, please, please help me to be worthy; for there is no other
reason to live, save to do the will of our Father. You know, My Lord, how hard
this journey is and how others seem to come from nowhere in deception. But I
know that I must forgive them and pray for them, that their souls do not go
down into the Pits, and that they find and know you, My Beloved Lord, before it
is too late."
"Yes, My Little One, I
know that your journey is difficult and that others have tried to hurt you; but
forgive them and pray for them every day, lest they surely wind up in the Pits.
For, some have come across your path, who love a lie. They are tools of
Lucifer. Child, abhor their works of darkness, but love their lost souls, as
Mother Teresa has loved them. However, do not allow them to control you or to
stop my works through you, Child. And, remember that I am with you in all
things. Now, Little One, as you find yourself back on the sands far down in the
River, you will see a treasure chest beside you. Open this chest and take out
its contents."
"My Lord, I open it
and see that the chest is loaded with all manner of jewelry. I see a pearl
necklace and other kinds of rings and bracelets. I am not sure why this is
here, as you know that I no longer care much for jewelry."
"Yea, Child, but this
is not the jewelry that you have on earth."
"Then, what is it, My
Lord?"
"Child, this is
heavenly jewelry. Eat it."
"Eat it?"
"As I have said, ‘Eat
it.’"
"Very well, My Lord, I
take this pearl necklace in hand and fill my mouth with it. I bite down on it
and hear it crunching beneath my teeth. The pearls have turned into small rocks
and they fill my mouth, which seem to have the shape of diamonds. On closer
inspection, I see that this is true. As on previous occasions, I ingest them
and realize that they are filling me with sparking, white light. I reach for a
bracelet and eat it in like manner. Then, I pick up an assortment of jewelry,
eating it piece by piece, until I have finally eaten every piece. Many varied
explosions erupt within me and I look down to see that words within them spell,
‘Heavenly Knowledge and Wisdom.’ All these explosions have brought great light
into me and have brought a pure radiance. The last item in the treasure box is
a very small box, which is neatly wrapped. As I begin to unwrap the box, I
suddenly realize that the river has cast me out, and I am sitting in a small
room. I am in the living room of a small house on a hill. A friendly poodle
named Bozo nuzzles my ankle; and I pick him up in my arms as we both look out
across the hills and valleys. A misty fog prevails outside and a fire burns in
the fireplace. Above the fireplace is the date, April 1999. My Lord, where am
I?"
"Your new home."
"Please tell me
more."
"This is a gift from
your Father. Be at peace, Child, and know that your needs have been provided
for. Even now, this provision has been made. I am Jesus. Yea, Jehovah, Most
High God of Earth."
As witnessed, dictated and
recorded this 29th
day of November, 1998,
Linda Newkirk
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