Do those of you who have read this blog, remember how I tried to discuss with God or whom I believe is the Holy Ghost, the Spirit of the Father and the Son, His efforts to speak with me? If you did read it there was another thought later in my mind that was immediately answered. This morning I was reminded of the "Negotiation" most strongly. Apart from agreeing that I would do as I prayed for, I asked for three ways in which to know who it was I was dealing with. The three pleas were, I could find it in scriptures, I would have it confirmed in a manner that was consistent with my faith, my beliefs and that it would be confirmed by prayer.Within an hour, I received a phone call from someone I trusted who said you must say this prayer and gave it to me. I asked if I could add another phrase and was told yes. It works every time. It is an unusual prayer for discernment and found in scriptures, but needs an unswerving belief. Later I realized my ineptitude, which is a lack of good sense at times so I prayed and asked never to lead people astray. I was told, "You will not. We will always call you back". I still after all these years have not completely entered into the depths of meaning contained in that answer. Nevertheless I found that I had already been praying this way as I read psalm 68 in the Douai Rheims daily. Verses 6, 7 and 8 hit me solidly between the eyes.One way of confirmation, as I have written before, I found in scriptures. So many people have told me to do it and to date not one of them could tell me how. Their quotation was 'text proofing' in the extreme. Google 'text proofing' and you will find what I mean. So many in the Church do it today and it is reformistSo now let me give you what has happened during the Mass and how it was confirmed. You will not like it but that is your problem not mine. I suggest you pray as I did.I was a member of a Parish with a priest, who one of you later said on the Altar, "He is a wild man". I watched his deliberate attempt to bully men and give women everything they demanded. We voted as the local ordinary allowed us upon the status of altar girls. 70% voted against it. He as he said exercised his prerogative as pastor and allowed them. I watched as every time he was on the altar, he continuously washed his hands. One day at New Years as I started for communion I heard, "Why are you going? You know it is not me". I asked, "What about those who do not know?" "I come for them as they know no better" Later in the day as we finished cleaning the hall after the New Years dance I was told to leave and never come back to this church. I knew though there were times when I would be sent back. I was. Of course believe it or not again that is your problem. I watched as lie after lie was told and it was accepted by the Parish. My family watched as a boy to young to receive was given the Host by a woman, with whom I had argued The Host was the Body and Blood and she readily said, "It was just a symbol". The boy's mother put in in a kleenex and hid it in her purse. The priest hotly denied it happened and would not let the woman be identified. I found the Host, time after time in the hymnal shelf at many pews. I knew it was not Christ he distributed. A priest told me it was useless dealing with him, the priest, as he shouted so loudly.
What else have I seen?At St Peter and Paul's in Vancouver I watched at the Consecration as the Altar became brilliantly lit and shone like gold as the priest consecrated the bread and Wine. I watched at St James as two large hands held the Priest in the Palm of His Hand. I watched at St Luke's as a young woman's death was truly celebrated. She chose life for her unborn child rather than a medical treatment which would have saved her life but not the child. I watched as Jesus came and a little girl in white ran to His Arms. The white dress I was told was her bridal dress. I cried at the beauty. I see Jesus at times a very large Jesus looming over the Altar. I write it was in very few churches this happens. It was always with the same priests. One I told how much his efforts at the sacrifice had improved. He probably thought I was conceited but it was genuine compliment, and not from me. Perhaps Fr. you will now believe? I received, just before I communicated at St Ann's an offer of the baby Jesus. Three times at three separate masses, this happened, twice I refused as I could not accept Him because of what I am. When I did say yes, Beloved Mary said, "Do not crush Him Michael". As I write she says, "Cherish Him". Him for me, is the Church. At an Easter Vigil the finale to what I had accepted was witnessed by three women. Jesus stepped off of the Divine Mercy Icon on the Epistle side of the Altar and as the congregation renewed their baptismal vows I experienced the Divine Espousal. I know to what. Work it out for yourselves, with prayer if necessary. The Holy Name of Jesus will get you an answer. At some masses I receive the kiss as described by St Bernard and I get apprehensive and say, "Not on my lips, not on my lips". I know what I am, everyday I see how bad I am. If all runs true to form, one of the folders I send this too will ask me what I see when I am with them. Many will not like or believe what I might tell them.How was this confirmed? I met a woman whom I found beautiful for what she was. I could tell you more but suffice it to say, I was moved to ask , 'How often do you see Jesus?" "Every time the priest opens the tabernacle doors His face looks out at me".
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