" Let go of all self-will as regards your son and serve him, Child. Be his servant in love and truth and he will love you back. Forgive him for all; and forgive all, who have hurt you in any way. For, forgiveness is free to all and is completely healing."- M\aster Jesus
More from Chapter 16
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Great is the Love of Our
Lord!
"My Precious Child, I
am Master Jesus. Blessed are you among women, for you have been tried and
tested and found worthy. Yea, your Father is full of love and mercy toward His
creations; but His love and mercy are poured out freely on the righteous. Yea,
My Child, He hears the cries of the righteous and they are most worthy unto the
Most High. Now, Little One, I have anointed you anew and brought you back to
this new spot, high upon My Holy Mountain. Child, the wind of My Spirit warms
you, but the air is cool and brisk. Take the key of humility, My Child, and
enter through the door, which leads to a corridor with many doors. Walk to the
third door and take the key form your waist, which beckons to you. On it are
the words, ‘Desires of One’s Heart;’ and place it in the lock and open the
door. Then, write as seen and given."
"My Lord, the key fits
and I hear a click as the lock opens. But, the door is divided into two parts.
The top half swings open, but the lower half does not move. How shall I
enter?"
"Child, see the words
on the top half, ‘My Way;’ and on the lower part are the words, ‘Distractions
of the World.’ Child, just raise your leg and step over the distractions and
continue on through the door of ‘My Way;’ for, this is My will.’
"Very well, My Lord, I
do as told; and suddenly the door called distractions disappears and I step
through the door with no problems. My Lord, I am in this beautiful terrain,
where all is white, and it seems a bit cool. But, even as I say the word,
‘cool,’ the temperature changes and it becomes as a balmy spring day. Here and
there are pools of crystal clear water, but as I look at each pool, I realize
that these pools are as dark aquamarine and are very deep.
"Suddenly, an older
man appears before me, and I believe that he is my son, John, the prophet, from
another life. My Lord, I know that he is my son, John, from so very long
ago."
"’Tis so."
"I reach out to touch
him and my mind is flooded with memories of deep sorrow, yet joy. These
memories of sorrow and despair overflow me and I suddenly feel so
hopeless."
"Child, slow the
memories."
"My Lord, I command
them to move past very slowly; and they become now as picture frames, moving
past in slow motion. Now, My Lord, he is before me on a camel; and I ask, ‘Son,
where are you going?’
"I am going to Ethiopia
"To Ethiopia
"Yes, My Dearest
Mother; for the Lord calls me there."
"Then in an instant,
he is gone. I look down to see that I am wearing black clothing, with a long
black skirt and an apron. My head is covered with a scarf and I feel such
sorrow that he is leaving; for I do not believe that I shall see him again. I
look at my surroundings to see that I am high up on a mountain; and a most
beautiful dove comes and brings me an envelope. I open the envelope and take
out a piece of paper, which says, ‘Your son has been murdered!’ I fall upon the
rocks and weep uncontrollably; for he is beloved and precious to my heart.
Then, I behold a man coming; and he says, "Madam, why do you weep?"
And, I say that I weep for the loss of my son. And, as I look closer, I know
that I am speaking with Peter; and he is standing upon the Mountain of the
Lord. In an instant, Peter is gone and I am climbing over rocks with my bare
hands, which are bleeding; and my knees are bleeding."
"My Lord," I cry,
"I feel that you have deserted me. For, You have taken one, who is so
precious to me." Then, I hear our Beloved Jesus speak from within the
clouds; and he says, "My Child, I have taken nothing, save that, which
belonged not to you; but to your Father in Heaven. He has been on loan to you,
only."
"Then, why must I
endure such pain from his loss?"
"My Child, you have
lost nothing, but have gained much."
"Then, My Lord, why do
I suffer like this?"
"My Child, to suffer
is the human way; but to suffer in love, and to accept God’s will is the Divine Way
I raise up and just as
quickly as I do so, the scene is gone; and I am on the Holy Mountain
"Yes, Child, in this
past life, you had sons, who were full of love for me and for your Father. But,
in this life, you have one, who loves me not and does not know your Father.
Child, he is already in the throes of darkness, and does not even know this. He
loves the material world and the lusts thereof."
"My Lord, I am so full
of sorrow about his choices and I feel so wounded as I cannot reach him."
"Yea, Child, for your
son in this life, you should cry great tears; and not for your son of ages
past."
"My Lord, you are so
right about this; and through the years you know that I have shed many tears.
Even now, I am heartbroken that he is lost in rebellion. My Lord, you know how
I pray for his soul and for all in his household. Yes, I am heartbroken; as I
love him no less than one from so long ago. And, in some ways, I love him even
more, as he is so lost and my heart cries out in love for him. He does not
hear, My Lord; but I know that you are a Lord of miracles; and I do not give
up, but continue on in prayer and faith that you will effect great changes in
his heart. However, I must ask you, My Lord, what is the reason that you have brought
back such memories from so long ago?"
"For love, My child.
For love. Love your son, regardless of his behavior. Even as you have loved
your son, John, from so long ago and still love him. Child, he was easy to
love; but you must love those, who abuse you; for they are worthy of love by
nature of being your Father’s children. Have compassion, Child, and encourage
them in your Father’s works. For, your son and his wife are lost. And, their
children do not know Me or your Father."
As our Lord bears these
words, I sit upon a white stone by one of the beautiful pools of water and I
weep deep tears; for I feel so powerless.
"Yea, Child, you are
powerless; but your Father is all powerful and He can work miracles in your
son’s life."
"Then, I beg of You,
My Beloved Father to please work miracles in their lives. Convict their hearts
and give them a deep yearning to serve you and to walk with you in your
precious will."
"I have heard you, My
Child," says our Beloved Father. "Dip your face in the pool and be
refreshed; for this is my heavenly water; and it will turn your tears to
joy."
"My Precious Father
Jehovah, I have done as you have commanded, dipping my face in this pure water;
and as you have said, I suddenly feel renewed. But, suddenly, I am out on the
side of a Mountain somewhere, but I do not know where I am."
"My Child, it is
called ‘Self Will; and it is a large mountain. Let go of all self-will as
regards your son and serve him, Child. Be his servant in love and truth and he
will love you back. Forgive him for all; and forgive all, who have hurt you in
any way. For, forgiveness is free to all and is completely healing."
"My Father, I shall do
as you say. Please help me and make miracles in their hearts and lives."
As soon as I say these
words, I find myself back on the ledge of our Lord’s Holy Mountain
"Child, these are my
gifts to you, a new home and a family filled with peace. Take these gifts and
absorb them; for they are at hand."
Suddenly, the two boxes
disappear into my robe and make me feel very heavy. However, just as I begin to
focus on this heaviness, it disappears; and great radiance, peace and love move
in. Once more, I am back among the white rocks and aquamarine pools, where
there are many, many golden jonquils. They are blooming far and wide and the
aroma is so soothing."
"Pick one, My
Child," our Father says.
"My Father," I
have it.
"Eat it."
So, I put it in my mouth
and begin to chew; but it is very bitter. I struggle with this bitter taste,
and the longer I chew, the worse it gets. It is a horrible taste, which makes
my mouth water profusely and it seems that the very lining of my mouth will be
eroded with this bitterness. But, I keep chewing and swallowing until it is
gone. "My Father why would you have me eat something so bitter; and what
does this mean?"
"Child, it is the date
of Dec.12, 1998."
"I do not
understand."
"I caused you to eat
and to swallow the bitter flower; and it made you sick. But, I am merciful and
delivered you and many others from this illness."
"I do not
understand."
"Child, I have seen
you suffering because of this bitter meal; and I am merciful to those, who love
me."
"But, My Lord, war on
this date was set to come about!"
"It was; and I was waiting
on the prayers and the fasts of the righteous. My Child, this war has been
planned by your enemy for many years. This date of Dec. 12th 1998 is not and
was not a hoax, but represents real plans of your enemy. For this reason, I
intervened in the Iraqi war. (This was in Nov 1998; but as you know we are now
at war with Iraq and this has begun WWIII.)"
"Oh, Merciful Father,
I can never thank you enough. Please continue to be merciful toward your lost
and hurting children. So many are trying to do what is right, but are so
oppressed day and night, weighted down by the evil one and great trials of this
world."
"Child, I see and I
know all. Now, go this day with my full love."
"My Precious Father,
did our Beloved John go into Ethiopia ,
or did Ethiopia
"My Child, it
represented both and both pertained to him. Be blessed this day, Child’ and get
ready to finish Book IV, my gift to all. I am Jesus. Yea, Jehovah, Most High
God of Earth."
As witnessed, dictated and
recorded this 30th
day of November, 1998,
Linda Newkirk
