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Jesus: Suffer the Little Children To Come Unto Me

These children, these martyrs, are in the arms of angels of light.

Ann: Jesus, please would you talk to us about this?

Jesus: Yes, of course.

Darkness generating hatred, can become so overpowering, so all-encompassing that nothing, not even the instinct for survival, can turn the dark one from his chosen path because he has surrendered to the rush of destruction and revenge, the purest forms of hatred in action.

This is what happened to the young man who slaughtered the innocents in Texas. He and his victims then travelled the same journey but in very differed circumstances.

These children, these martyrs, were and are in the arms of angels of light, angels who have shepherded them from birth to play this role if they were called upon to do so. They showcase light against dark and the consequences of letting dark proliferate without hindrance.

The sorrow of their families is beyond understanding. I too weep with them, for them, and for the years that they will traverse to put this experience into something that will help turn the tide against the darkness.

Such darkness has been lurking, not just at the edges, but at the foundations of your society. Buried with the bodies of the original inhabitants, traded in the souls brought to this shore to further the wealth of those who will never have enough, this evil is now exposed in stark contrast to the lives of these children who had had no time to become.

The angels weep, the gods tear their hearts out in sorrow, and those who have passed through this agony well remember the agony burned into their souls.

As do I.

Some of you think that, when this happens, there must be no god, no benevolent presence in charge. And to some extent you are correct. When humans were created, Great Spirit opened its hands and let them fly as they wished.

Only now their descendants see the horror created by those who sought power and held onto it with the fevered grasp of desperation that only those separated from the light of the Creator can understand.

These lost ones have refused every nourishment offered them, and they are starving. They will continue to feed on the flesh of the innocent until they are redeemed by Spirit or restricted by the forces of light. This is the time to step up in whatever way you can to support, incentivize, and empower any light filled inclination that offers itself to you.

I know the sorrow of losing everything, the agony, the humiliation, the fear, and the panic that all that is good in this world will be stripped from its mainwarings.

But from a broader perspective I see and can see for you that this is not so. I see what you cannot, that suffering has a purpose, and that, though it seems to go on and on without relief, its layers are building up a resistance that will not be moved toward a transformation that will not be denied. That is the end for which these lives have been sacrificed.

Take these children and others so sacrificed into your hearts. Give thanks to them and to their loved ones who have given so much so that others may see. Vision will come. And if there is more such tragedy, do not lose hope.

Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not, for such is the kingdom of God.*

May 26, 2022

*Mark 10:14, Luke 18:16, Matthew 9:14.

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Karen Grace
Karen Grace
May 29, 2022

The words of St. Paul come to mind here: "now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then shall I know even as I am known..." I have to believe that these deaths serve some greater purpose, less I am lost...


May 26, 2022

Unfortunately, there is not an "if".

May 27, 2022
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I'm not going to get political here, but sadly you are correct Laurie. And yes, vision WILL come - I have to believe that. Yet again - at what cost? I admit that some lessons are very hard to learn and I naively thought Sandy Hook may have been that lesson. Alas, it wasn't. I've already taken these children and their families into my heart, but it seems so inadequate. Thank you Ann and thank you Jesus. Blessings and Love to you both. 🙏💜

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