City: Fulton
State: NY
Country: United States
Last Saturday, my brother and I went to Kentucky Fried Chicken. We went there as my treat, as I was very grateful, he’d helped me with two pipes which had frozen in my laundry room. Now this isn’t about either of those two things, other than to tell you where we were, when this man I’d never met, somewhere in his forties or early fifties came up to us while we were eating to discuss Our Salvation.
You all know how it goes, “Do you know if you’re saved?” I’m sure we’ve all had this happen to any or perhaps all of us. I let him talk and even told him I was glad to see him spreading the Good News, but then he said something a bit off-color, after I mentioned I’d prayed for at least 2 hours earlier that very morning. I found it odd, how he immediately told me, “Oh! You’re Catholic then. Aren’t you?” I of course reaffirmed his statement, with a, “Why yes, I am Catholic.”
Thinking he knew who he was talking to now, he went into, one thing after another, about the shortcomings of our faith, testing my salvation knowledge, while he peppered the table with a quickly growing pile of bible tracts on one subject after another. Most of what he said was pleasant enough, and in truth some even sounded like many Catholics were taught in their youth to tell others, they weren’t saved if they weren’t Catholic, so I patiently waited in prayer to see what God might want me to say.
While waiting, one thought kept, keeping me company, which I kept hearing in my mind, FOM telling us. “Everything happens for a reason, and nothing is by chance,” so I decided it had to be either God or Our Lady, who had brought this man into my life that day.
In my heart it didn’t seem right, for me to put this man down, as I was certain this was part of the messages Our Lady recently led me to over and over, telling us we shouldn’t allow ourselves to get so close to somebody’s sins that we fall into them, ourselves through the same temptation, and that pretty much summed up how the devil was trying to stoke my anger before Our Lady gave from Her hands those cooling waters.
Through all his talking, instead of getting angry, I kept mentioning the things I believe God must find appealing, including his passion for Jesus, which many don’t have, while waiting for the Holy Spirit to tell me His will, rather than mine.
You see, at first, I admit all I could feel was that heat trying to grow within me, making me want to challenge this man head on in defense of our beliefs, but out of all of that praying I’d done that morning, God’s will, through Our Lady, spoke louder than my will or the devils instead.
What good would all that praying have done or even all that’s ever been done, if I couldn’t even see Jesus, in this one man, who obviously loved God, even if he was acting more like Saul and less like Paul, at this time.
After all the lessons Our Holy Mother’s been giving me, where would true love be, if I sank into the same line of Judgement, as he’d chosen against me?
Inside, with all the cognition Our Lady has given me, I knew God has, any, all, and every possible measure to defend the honor of His Church, in fact, I knew God could have turned him into a salt, should He have chosen to do, but God needed no protection from anyone, especially this individual before me now.
So, what was I being called to do at this moment, as I recognized that heat, trying to rise within me, while my heart reminded me of that, “Cool Water,” in My Mother’s hands? I still didn’t know yet, but I chose to drink even more deeply from that gift from Her Son, held out before me.
Quickly it quenched those hard embers of defensive anger, making me more, “resolute,” that this was the narrow, rather than the wide path to take, the path less chosen, which seems more perilous, as that other voice faded away, gasping in a final attempt to convince me, I was foolish, a sissy and many other things as well.
I resided instead within Our Lady’s peace, feeling it spread throughout me, this was what FOM had spoken about, “When the Hyenas Attack,” yet it was satan, and the powers and principalities whom Our Lady was defending me against and the voices trying to assail me, were from within, trying to tempt me behave the way the man did.
Cool Water, flowing with the strength of Jesus and Our Lady, throughout my Soul Welled Up in the only possible expression such water through my whole being could possibly take, Love.
What would I win, had I called this man out, behaving then as he had? Would I have left any room for God to do what He wanted to do? Would I have left this man in a proper disposition, should God choose to show him how wonderful He is and how amazing the Catholic Church is, even when it is under the direct assault of the devil, when God is so much better at convicting others, than I could possibly be?
Of course, I couldn’t possibly have been thinking of all of this at the time, but it’s so marvelous when we allow God’s gentleness to show His endless Love, when we give Him the opportunity to use us as His instrument, instead of us playing our own and drowning out His sweet music.
There were only two things God had me point out to this man, while he spoke. When he kept handing me those tracts, he kept telling me that God’s words of scripture were written within them. After doing this many times, the stack of tracts became quite tall.
I felt prompted within my Spirit to ask him only one question. Give me a verse, written upon your heart, to which all he could do was try to pick up one of the tracts to read me one. God then had me quote one written on my heart while he could only think of what had just happened.
Then when we were getting everything together to leave with our leftovers, he turned to leave, at which point I call out to him, “Steve, don’t you want to Pray?”
He turned around and came back and as I began to pray for him, and other important things, I felt his arm on top of my shoulder. It was then I felt that feeling when all Our Lady’s Mariposa (Butterflies) leap within you and you feel the joy John felt when he leapt in Elizabeth’s womb, a feeling of pure delight.
When we turn Wine into Vinegar, before Jesus can Turn it into His Blood, we deprive the Parts of His Body from fulfilling their service to Him, as well the possibility of their joining along with us in our Catholic Faith. It does no good to Spite one part of the Body over another, for when one part of the body is hurt, the whole body suffers for it.
April 2, 2019
“Dear children, as a mother who knows her children, I know that you are crying out for my Son. I know that you are crying out for truth, for peace, for that which is pure and not deceptive. That is why I, as a mother, through the love of God, am addressing you and calling you that, by prayer and a pure and open heart within yourselves, you may come to know my Son – His love, His merciful heart. My Son saw beauty in all things. He seeks the good in all souls—even that which is little and hidden—so as to forgive evil. Therefore, my children, apostles of my love, I am calling you to adore Him, to ceaselessly give Him thanks, and to be worthy. Because He has spoken to you divine words, the words of God, the words which are for all and forever. Therefore, my children, live joy, radiance, unity and mutual love. This is what you need in today’s world. In this way you will be apostles of my love. In this way you will witness my Son in the right way. Thank you.”
January 20, 2022
Put Down Your Aces
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City: Fulton
State: NY
Country: United States
Last Saturday, my brother and I went to Kentucky Fried Chicken. We went there as my treat, as I was very grateful, he’d helped me with two pipes which had frozen in my laundry room. Now this isn’t about either of those two things, other than to tell you where we were, when this man I’d never met, somewhere in his forties or early fifties came up to us while we were eating to discuss Our Salvation.
You all know how it goes, “Do you know if you’re saved?” I’m sure we’ve all had this happen to any or perhaps all of us. I let him talk and even told him I was glad to see him spreading the Good News, but then he said something a bit off-color, after I mentioned I’d prayed for at least 2 hours earlier that very morning. I found it odd, how he immediately told me, “Oh! You’re Catholic then. Aren’t you?” I of course reaffirmed his statement, with a, “Why yes, I am Catholic.”
Thinking he knew who he was talking to now, he went into, one thing after another, about the shortcomings of our faith, testing my salvation knowledge, while he peppered the table with a quickly growing pile of bible tracts on one subject after another. Most of what he said was pleasant enough, and in truth some even sounded like many Catholics were taught in their youth to tell others, they weren’t saved if they weren’t Catholic, so I patiently waited in prayer to see what God might want me to say.
While waiting, one thought kept, keeping me company, which I kept hearing in my mind, FOM telling us. “Everything happens for a reason, and nothing is by chance,” so I decided it had to be either God or Our Lady, who had brought this man into my life that day.
In my heart it didn’t seem right, for me to put this man down, as I was certain this was part of the messages Our Lady recently led me to over and over, telling us we shouldn’t allow ourselves to get so close to somebody’s sins that we fall into them, ourselves through the same temptation, and that pretty much summed up how the devil was trying to stoke my anger before Our Lady gave from Her hands those cooling waters.
Through all his talking, instead of getting angry, I kept mentioning the things I believe God must find appealing, including his passion for Jesus, which many don’t have, while waiting for the Holy Spirit to tell me His will, rather than mine.
You see, at first, I admit all I could feel was that heat trying to grow within me, making me want to challenge this man head on in defense of our beliefs, but out of all of that praying I’d done that morning, God’s will, through Our Lady, spoke louder than my will or the devils instead.
What good would all that praying have done or even all that’s ever been done, if I couldn’t even see Jesus, in this one man, who obviously loved God, even if he was acting more like Saul and less like Paul, at this time.
After all the lessons Our Holy Mother’s been giving me, where would true love be, if I sank into the same line of Judgement, as he’d chosen against me?
Inside, with all the cognition Our Lady has given me, I knew God has, any, all, and every possible measure to defend the honor of His Church, in fact, I knew God could have turned him into a salt, should He have chosen to do, but God needed no protection from anyone, especially this individual before me now.
So, what was I being called to do at this moment, as I recognized that heat, trying to rise within me, while my heart reminded me of that, “Cool Water,” in My Mother’s hands? I still didn’t know yet, but I chose to drink even more deeply from that gift from Her Son, held out before me.
Quickly it quenched those hard embers of defensive anger, making me more, “resolute,” that this was the narrow, rather than the wide path to take, the path less chosen, which seems more perilous, as that other voice faded away, gasping in a final attempt to convince me, I was foolish, a sissy and many other things as well.
I resided instead within Our Lady’s peace, feeling it spread throughout me, this was what FOM had spoken about, “When the Hyenas Attack,” yet it was satan, and the powers and principalities whom Our Lady was defending me against and the voices trying to assail me, were from within, trying to tempt me behave the way the man did.
Cool Water, flowing with the strength of Jesus and Our Lady, throughout my Soul Welled Up in the only possible expression such water through my whole being could possibly take, Love.
What would I win, had I called this man out, behaving then as he had? Would I have left any room for God to do what He wanted to do? Would I have left this man in a proper disposition, should God choose to show him how wonderful He is and how amazing the Catholic Church is, even when it is under the direct assault of the devil, when God is so much better at convicting others, than I could possibly be?
Of course, I couldn’t possibly have been thinking of all of this at the time, but it’s so marvelous when we allow God’s gentleness to show His endless Love, when we give Him the opportunity to use us as His instrument, instead of us playing our own and drowning out His sweet music.
There were only two things God had me point out to this man, while he spoke. When he kept handing me those tracts, he kept telling me that God’s words of scripture were written within them. After doing this many times, the stack of tracts became quite tall.
I felt prompted within my Spirit to ask him only one question. Give me a verse, written upon your heart, to which all he could do was try to pick up one of the tracts to read me one. God then had me quote one written on my heart while he could only think of what had just happened.
Then when we were getting everything together to leave with our leftovers, he turned to leave, at which point I call out to him, “Steve, don’t you want to Pray?”
He turned around and came back and as I began to pray for him, and other important things, I felt his arm on top of my shoulder. It was then I felt that feeling when all Our Lady’s Mariposa (Butterflies) leap within you and you feel the joy John felt when he leapt in Elizabeth’s womb, a feeling of pure delight.
When we turn Wine into Vinegar, before Jesus can Turn it into His Blood, we deprive the Parts of His Body from fulfilling their service to Him, as well the possibility of their joining along with us in our Catholic Faith. It does no good to Spite one part of the Body over another, for when one part of the body is hurt, the whole body suffers for it.
April 2, 2019
“Dear children, as a mother who knows her children, I know that you are crying out for my Son. I know that you are crying out for truth, for peace, for that which is pure and not deceptive. That is why I, as a mother, through the love of God, am addressing you and calling you that, by prayer and a pure and open heart within yourselves, you may come to know my Son – His love, His merciful heart. My Son saw beauty in all things. He seeks the good in all souls—even that which is little and hidden—so as to forgive evil. Therefore, my children, apostles of my love, I am calling you to adore Him, to ceaselessly give Him thanks, and to be worthy. Because He has spoken to you divine words, the words of God, the words which are for all and forever. Therefore, my children, live joy, radiance, unity and mutual love. This is what you need in today’s world. In this way you will be apostles of my love. In this way you will witness my Son in the right way. Thank you.”
Country: Mexico
It´s about uncover the underlying intentions of people wuho claims to be seeking good things and they are antichrists or follow them. We have plenty of them back here. A lot of them wil convert if we live truthfully. You and broadcasts like this are a light in the darkness the world is undergoing right now.
City: Beaumont
State: TX
Country: USA
Unbelievable. I just became a Field Angel today!! Allelujah!! Lorrie’s loss, my gain! We are not in a financial position to own our home right now, but I will be contacting Century Silver. If only I would have listened to my mother two decades ago when she first traveled to Medjorgie….the wish I would of I’d have club. It is not fun to be in that club. In the meantime, I will continue to keep spreading the word because I believe whole heartedly in your work but most importantly our BLESSED MOTHER! God Bless you all.
City: Gillieston Heights
State: NSW
Country: Australia
My message today is one of hope. Thank you FOM for yet another educational broadcast. The CIA is now after Our Lady was a classic!! It is very evident that the world simply through Political Correctness is trying to do a good thing by trying to please everyone, this has to be the work of satan as you will never ever please everyone. This has allowed the minorities to flourish. I am witness through my employment that gay couples aren’t wired normally, they don’t make wise decisions and often make irrational ones, and some of these people are being put in charge of the CIA. I am not judging them, that is God’s job but I am reporting what I witness all the time. The Catechism of the Catholic Church explains how we are to treat these people, and how they are to act. God loves the sinner but hates the sin. Ravi Zacharias put out a fantastic video on how and why Christians react they way they do. The corruption in the intelligence community has been proven by their statements that were contrary to John Ratcliffe’s in regard to the election integrity of the stolen 2020 USA election. To give people hope I am not sure of how many are aware that Donald Trump hasn’t abandoned your Country, that he has put in place safeguards that will come to the fore soon I hope. I have no doubts Our Lady is behind this beautifully mastered plan that the corrupt unselect J6 committee are trying to find out about right now with all their subpoenas – but PEADS will never be available to them. The final nail in the coffin of these evil people will happen when the 10 secrets start.