JESUS: LET ME LOVE YOU AS YOU ARE

“Let Me love you as you are; Love is patient, love is kind…” Jesus reminds me and lets me understand that the grace He has bestowed on me is Love.(*)

Little One, write today’s date: Tuesday, February 5th 2:57 P.M. Listen and write this:
When one of My beloved souls finds The Way to the Fourth Chamber of my Sacred Heart, it got there by Love, there is no other way. I have faithful servants, but only those that are intimate with his Lord only by merits of Love.

Study love, practice love, drink and eat love, each morning dress with love and at nightdo not undress. It is what prevails when the veil is opened and there is no need of Faith nor of Holy Hope, all remains, like a new dress, except Love, that is the bouquet of flowers, the gift given to Me and in works, as a donation, not in prayer.

The soul that enters the Fourth Chamber of my Sacred Heart is trained in the Divine Love of God and of his neighbor and there is no before or after, no North or South: Just Love. This soul has reached the most intimate corner of My Sacred Heart. You see, my Little Ones, you can follow the bread crumbs that my Little One has dropped to reach Me: the Bread of Life and Cup of Salvation. There, intimately with Me, your Lord, your trusted friend, your owner of Love. There you sit at My Table and share My wine and My bread. You warm in the fire of love, like a chimney where outside is a raw winter and you are inside, with Me, in Holy Company. Do you understand? This Little One has dropped bread crumbs so you can follow them to reach Me.

The Merciful will find mercy; practice your works with decision, LOVE, and courage. Do not desist, that following this Path, emulating it is how even the worst sinners, like her, reach Me. Do not let the Wicked one tell you that it is only for Saints, it is the Path for My Children, walk it and do not make any exceptions, which is the same as deviating from the path.

Go after My Bloodied Footsteps that behind the Holy Cross is my Home. Understand, Little Ones, that in this world there is no true or firm home, what you call “home” are only partition walls that crumble before the smallest cataclysm. Your souls are your homes, clean them, light the fire, prepare hot soup, and bake bread, if you are going to invite Me to supper. Don’t offer Me the hardness, the cold, the indifference, the hurry, because that is not a Home for a King.

I am not a God of accepting bread crumbs, that is why I am telling you: whoever has much, much will be given, and who has little, even that will be taken. Understand that it is not with screams, loud songs, applauses and loud banging that attract Me to your heart, but with lush silence that my Love is like a dove that if it is going to rest and nest in your heart, it only wishes to just hear your paused heartbeats and in peace.

How can you attract a peaceful dove with shouts, cold,hard words and bombastic, or with the chimney on and the soup served?

Do you understand how your soul needs to be, that chamber where I, Lord of Lords, can arrive? How are you going to light up and illuminate the Way so I, Jesus Christ, will knock on the door: with thorny roses, or will you have cut off the thorns so I can pass with the finesse of a King, I, Jesus Christ King of Kings. Do not let yourselves be confused by the wiles of the Evil One that even My Loyal Servants are made to believe that Sanctity is an exclusive pathway for a few elected, I have told you I WANT YOU SAINTLY, my Little Ones, I WANT YOU SAINTLY, I DESIRE YOU SAINTLY SO YOU CAN SIT AT MY TABLE.

PRACTICE what is written in these Beautiful Didactic Dialogs, follow these little bread crumbs towards My Sacred Heart, which is The Longed Ancestral Home, there is no other, my Little Ones. It is my Fire of Love or the one of hate of the Malignant: there is no intermediate fire, decide, my Little Ones, and stop playing that now is only time for the Saved and the Condemned.

Decide your final destiny now! Always remember that as soon as Souls consecrate themselves to Me and My Loving Mother, their Pathways are kept by my Loyal Angels, but YOU HAVE TO REQUEST IT, we can’t, it is not legal for Us, to intervene with the human free will, immeasurable gift from My Holy Father with which you resemble His own Angels.

Decide now, Little Ones, that eternity is opening and time is NO LONGER TIME. (We have been warning and alerting you that time was coming to an end, well it is here, my Little Ones, it has arrived.)

With this, my Little One, we begin this new project; this new book (Book VI).

(*) “Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous, is not pompous, it is not inflated, it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.” Cor I, 13