GOD THE FATHER
WHY DO I LOVE MY CHILDREN SO MUCH, IF THEY ARE SO EVIL?
(God the Father Speaks)
Little One, do you want to know why do I love my children so much, even though they are so evil?
-Yes, Abba, I don’t understand it.
Much is not required for you to be deep in My Sacred Heart, a sigh is enough. My Sacred Heart is very sensitive, Little One, with just a sigh from one of my children, a direct clamor to Heaven, a petition by one of his little brothers –without selfish intention- and they are back again in My Sacred Heart; and there could be contempt after contempt, and rudeness after rudeness, and I, in My Holy Authority, don’t take them out from there or cease loving them.
But some, that now are many, go ahead and invite the enemy in there and think more of him than of Me; clamor him more than Me; summon him more than Me, and cornering Me in their hearts until they don’t even give Me that (a corner).
It’s not that I stop loving them; it’s that THEY ARE THE ONES WHO DON’T LOVE ME; they are the ones THAT DON’T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH ME; they shun Me; they challenge Me; they confront Me and discuss everything; and they do not accept any advice or a scolding, or obey not even one warning. It’s them in their FREE WILL who reject Me; and nothing is forced, in Heaven nothing is forced; there is no gag. Do you understand?
-But why do you love us if we are like that?
Have you seen the love of a father for a son that has fallen into misfortune?
-I saw it in my own father, how he loves me in spite of my disgrace.
But yours was not because of your free will. Let’s say, a son that has robbed. Think of the prisoners, they committed something, some crime, and if you would see the visiting days how the mothers and fathers fill the halls with food baskets to go see them, to offer them their love. Some accept them but still there are others that already are very perverted, and reject their poor parents; but not because of that they stop going, of trying to gain their love again.
That’s how it’s with Me, Love is from Heaven, Little One, that it’s not even explained or understood: It is the unspeakable Mystery of Love. I see that you believed I was going to enumerate the motives to love them; I see your gesture of disappointment. No, Little One, don’t wait –and by now you should know it, you Know Me a bit, like you say- don’t wait for allegations, justifications, pretexts, and reasons: The Truth is clean, crystalline, pure and it even seems simple of how simple and natural it is. It’s love, I Love You, Little One.
Why do you love Me, Little One?
-Why I love you: I feel it in my soul.
Can you explain it to me?
-No, not the why, because it’s not because of another motive, or the result of something. I just love you. I feel it in my soul like when a dove flutters its wings.
So, why if you do not need subsequent motives to love, why do you believe God needs them? Or is it that I am a convenience (that I only attend conveniences)?
-Oh, no!
That is the answer to your great query: I love you because I love you. I have created you; I have loved you before you existed; and will love you after this life, in eternity, where you decide to spend it.
(SAINT RAPHAEL THE ARCHANGEL SPEAKS)
I give you something: tenderness which is a tender and protective love, in which the smallest grace makes us smile; it’s a type of love, let’s say, which is enormous in Heaven; and it is the type of love that we have for the creatures.
Have you seen a small animal doing a trick, or a child? Don’t you feel like your heart melts, and you want to hug and protect them, so they can go on with their innocence, in that carelessness, with that naturalness; such a pure feeling is the Tender Love of the Father for his creatures.
He Saddens with you, cries; He gets happy: is more infinite than you. But if you are a “Holy and Perfect Image and Likeness” of Him, everything human contains it, covers, and overflows God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. Don’t want to demerit and deduct qualities that are already there –and I express it with a great sorrow as if my heart was being torn alive from my chest- until man in his unhealthy imagination removes his Absolute Indivisible Trinitarian Individuality.
Nothing more aberrant and deceitful which is that idea that the Evil one has spread to leave you without a Father, orphans at his disposition:
An impersonal God, abstract and uninterested and, additionally, unreachable and indifferent.
Little One. He is “The God”, pay attention that I say “THE”. (I see an Angel, who is now speaking to me, seated at the end of a bench with his arms crossed over his knees and his head between them crying with such! Sadness.)
How they hurt The Beloved Father leaving his children orphans with such aberrations that the enemy makes them believe, and He loses them… They make reverences to the stars, like before God revealed himself to the world, to the stars!
How the Evil one teases you and you don’t see it! He has led you into paganism, to pantheism, and to polytheism… Four thousand years of revelations and Marian apparitions like never before in this century, and the strongest power that you have given the enemy with his black box (the television), you believe in it, you praise it, you obey it, you are with it. That is where their heart is. (Now the Angel says this with a pious irritation.) Is what the Father asking too much, Little One, tell me? Is it too much?
-No, it’s too little what He asks: a little bit of prayer, of love for our neighbor, of charity… It’s little…
That is what we firmly believe in Heaven, that it is little for THE LOVE HE GIVES YOU, THE GREAT BLESSINGS, HE HAS LEFT YOU HIS BELOVED SON IN THE SANCTUARY, and it does not interest you.
The Angels don’t stop being amazed with men; we love you with great tenderness and devotion; we look after you and guide you, if you let us, if you ask us, but you don’t let us, you don’t ask us, and you don’t allow it. The Beloved Father saddens very much for your cause; you are not compassionate even of your Own Father! And even so and in spite of them, HE LOVES YOU WITHOUT MEASURE, and if you doubt it count the blessings of one day, of only one…
We know you can’t See the Beloved Father, but you can perceive by more than one of your senses his Creation. Don’t you see it?
Every breath of air.
Each pumping of blood in the heart.
Each sip of water or bite of food is a declaration of love from the Beloved Father for you.
Don’t you understand it?
Each instant of repairing sleep,
Each step, each blink of the eyes, you can count the declarations of Love in one hour, everything that is contained in one of your single lives.
Your skin that breathes that cools or warms to compensate for the exterior climate, don’t you see The Powerful, Wisest, and Loving without limit of the Hand of the Beloved Father.
(I did not speak it out loud, but I was asking myself which Holy Angel was speaking to me. And he responded:)
I am Raphael.
-Thank you for speaking with me, Saint Raphael Archangel.
You don’t know how much we love you!
-How can we gladden the Beloved Heart of Our Beloved Father?
Simple: Love him like a Father, with respect, with tenderness, but with passion, don’t be of mediocre loves. Procure him often, look for Him, call Him, lean on Him, and praise Him.
Thank you, Little One of the Beloved Father.
-Thanks to you, beloved Saint Raphael for speaking with this low creature.
Shalom.
-Shalom.
Remain in the Holy Peace of the Lord.
BDDH
2012 Year of the Lord
Y María del Getsemaní
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