POPE BENEDICT XVI: “God wants your friendship. And once you enter into friendship with God, everything in your life begins to change. As you come to know him better, you will find you want to reflect something of his infinite goodness in your own life. You become attracted to the practice of virtue. You begin to see greed and selfishness and all the other sins for what they really are, destructive and dangerous tendencies that cause deep suffering and do greater damage, and you want to avoid falling into that trap yourselves. You begin to feel compassion for people in difficulties and you are eager to do something to help them. You want to come to the aid of the poor and the hungry, you want to comfort the sorrowful, you want to be kind and generous. And once these things begin to matter to you, you are well on the way to becoming saints.”
When I have a bad day I go outside and look up and see the sun blazing & it reminds me of jesus in the mosterance on the altar, blazing His( jesus), love, mery,compassion, ect.ect and I instantly feel jesus christ in my heart!! So if you have a bad day, just go outside and look up at the sun& remember jesus love & mercy of jesus in the distance on the altar!!
Titus 3:3 KJV "For we ourselves also were sometimes foolish, disobedient, deceived, serving divers (many different) lusts and pleasures, living in malice and envy, hateful, and hating one another. 4 But after that the kindness and love of GOD our SAVIOR toward man appeared, 5 not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to HIS mercy HE saved us, by the washing of regeneration (washed clean and covered by the blood of CHRIST of all sin by being born again/made alive by the indwelling of the HOLY SPIRIT), and renewing of the HOLY GHOST (restoring/renewing our soul NOT sacrificing CHRIST over and over again in the unbloody sacrifice of the mass); 6 which HE shed on us abundantly through JESUS CHRIST our SAVIOR; 7 that being justified by HIS GRACE (forgiven of all sins by God's free gift of grace through faith), we should be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life."
Jesus speaks to Mystic Maria Valtorta in The poem of Man-God about His sufferings during The passion.....He says " My Flesh was bruised, contused, torn to punish in Me the exaggerated cult, the idolatry that you give to your flesh and to the flesh of those whom you love out of a sensual whim or also out of fondness, which is not blameworthy in itself, but you make it such by loving a parent, a husband, a son, a brother more than you love God. No. Above all love and every tie on the earth, there is, there must be the love for your Lord God. No other love is to be superior to it. Love your relatives in God, not above God. Love God with your whole selves. That will not absorb your love to the extent of making you indifferent towards your relatives, on the contrary it will nourish your love for them with the perfection attained from God, because he who loves God has God in himself and, having God, has Perfection. I turned My Flesh into one sore to remove from your flesh the poison of sensuality, of lack of modesty, of lack of respect, of ambition and admiration for the flesh destined to become dust again. It is not with the cult for the body that one makes it beautiful. It is with detachment from it that one gives it the eternal Beauty in the Heaven of God. 4 My Head was tortured with countless tortures: with blows, with exposure to the sun, with shouts, with thorns, to make amends for the sins of your minds. Pride, impatience, unbearableness, intolerance spring up like a mushroom-bed in your brains. I turned it into a tortured organ, enclosed in a casket decorated with blood, to make amends for everything that sprouts from your thought. You have seen the only crown I wanted. The crown that only a madman or a convict can wear. No one, who is sound of mind (speaking from a human point of view) and is free to do what he likes, will put it on. But I was considered mad and mad I was from a supernatural divine point of view, as I wanted to die for you who do not love Me or love Me so little, as I wanted to die to defeat Evil in you, knowing that you love it more than you love God, and I was a prey to man, his prisoner, condemned by him. I, God, condemned by man.Thirst. What a torture thirst! And yet you have seen it. Among so many, there was not one who gave Me a drop of water. From the Supper onwards, I had no refreshment. And fever, sunshine, heat, dust, loss of blood, made your Saviour so thirsty. 6 You have seen that I refused the wine mixed with myrrh. I did not want any lenitive for My suffering. When we offer ourselves as victims, we must be victims without pitiful arrangements, compromises, mitigations. It is necessary to drink the chalice as it is offered. We must relish the vinegar and gall to the very end. Not the spiced wine that deadens pain. Oh! the destiny of a victim is really severe. But blessed are those who chose it as their fate. 7 That was the suffering of your Jesus in His innocent Body. And I will not mention the tortures of My love for My Mother and for Her sorrow. That sorrow was required. But for Me it was the most cruel torture. Only the Father knows what His Word suffered in His spirit, His morale, His physique! Also the presence of His Mother, even if it was what My heart most wished, as it needed that comfort in the infinite solitude that surrounded it, infinite solitude coming from God and from men, was a torture. I was thirsty. Yes. You had better know also that. I was dying of thirst. I had nothing but a temperature and pain. My Blood had already been shed in Gethsemane, drawn by the grief of being betrayed, forsaken, denied, beaten, overwhelmed by the infinite sins and by God's severity. And it had been shed in the Praetorium... Who thought of giving Me a drop of water for My parched throat? A hand of Israel? No. The pity of a heathen. The same hand that, by an eternal decree, opened My chest to show that My Heart already had a mortal wound, the one made by lack of love, by cowardice and by the betrayal. A heathen. I remind you: “I was thirsty and you gave Me drink”. There was not even one person in the whole of Israel who gave Me comfort, either out of lack of possibility to do so, as in the case of My Mother and the faithful women, or because of bad will. And for the Unknown One a heathen found the pity that My people had denied Me. In Heaven he will find the sip he gave Me."
Why do you call yourself a mother if you have no children? Why do you wear those robes? Also why can’t priest and nuns get married? Peter was married. Jesus healed Peter’s mother in law. God said “it is not good for man to be alone”. FYI Jesus is no longer on the cross so you can take him down too. 😊
Mother Miriam is a mother to us all and we are her children . She wears the robes to be true to Christ . Priests and Nuns do not marry to devote themselves to the love of Our Lord . It is a sacrifice .
@@rosiemason-rk4cm I’m sorry. I didn’t know this video was to indoctrinate people to a religion. I’ll just stick to the actual word of GOD and not man’s religion. I guess Catholics don’t read the Bible. Thanks for setting me straight.
This day is like at the time of Saint Francis , the church is in ruins and islam is coming into Western civilization. I thrist , i believe it was as at the last supper , he said , setting the fourth cup down , i will not drink this cup untill i drink it anew in the kingdom. With his drinking of the cup on the cross the frist mass of the last supper was over. The wound in this side is a portal of entry into his sacred heart. As a dove small enough to enter this wound in his side , once there a large cavern and countless other doves in the center our lords heart and the doves flying about this love.
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Thank you for being here mother!
How incredibly beautiful Mother. I thank our Lord, Mother Teresa and you Mother. God bless!
Amen ! Amen ! Saintly presentation always !
Lord Jesus, grant me true and perfect contrition for my sins. Purify me. Save me from myself (Matthew 16:24-26).
Thank you, Mother. You are a beautiful blessing in my life.
Thank you Mother Miriam, I needed those Words! G.B.Y. (God Bless You)!🙏📿⛪🌹
Blessings and appreciation from Sydney Australia .
Wow, Sister that is beautiful ❤I thirst!
This is so beautiful thank you 🙏🌹
Yes!! He is thirsting for souls!!!
This is incredibly beautifull, this words heal my heart... Thank you!
Thank you Mother
Thanks Mother Miriam for this special podcast. It has made my day. ❤🙏
wow thank you I needed to hear that. THANKYOU
POPE BENEDICT XVI: “God wants your friendship. And once you enter into friendship with God, everything in your life begins to change. As you come to know him better, you will find you want to reflect something of his infinite goodness in your own life. You become attracted to the practice of virtue. You begin to see greed and selfishness and all the other sins for what they really are, destructive and dangerous tendencies that cause deep suffering and do greater damage, and you want to avoid falling into that trap yourselves. You begin to feel compassion for people in difficulties and you are eager to do something to help them. You want to come to the aid of the poor and the hungry, you want to comfort the sorrowful, you want to be kind and generous. And once these things begin to matter to you, you are well on the way to becoming saints.”
I think it was Jesus acknowledging the last moments as a man, it was to remind us of his flesh and that God incarnated as such
Very, very beautiful! Thank you! God bless you!
When I have a bad day I go outside and look up and see the sun blazing & it reminds me of jesus in the mosterance on the altar, blazing His( jesus), love, mery,compassion, ect.ect and I instantly feel jesus christ in my heart!!
So if you have a bad day, just go outside and look up at the sun& remember jesus love & mercy of jesus in the distance on the altar!!
Very beautiful. God is beautiful.
Jesus said that bc He was thirsting for souls. Especially the souls that would be lost.
Titus 3:3 KJV "For we ourselves also were sometimes foolish, disobedient, deceived, serving divers (many different) lusts and pleasures, living in malice and envy, hateful, and hating one another. 4 But after that the kindness and love of GOD our SAVIOR toward man appeared, 5 not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to HIS mercy HE saved us, by the washing of regeneration (washed clean and covered by the blood of CHRIST of all sin by being born again/made alive by the indwelling of the HOLY SPIRIT), and renewing of the HOLY GHOST (restoring/renewing our soul NOT sacrificing CHRIST over and over again in the unbloody sacrifice of the mass); 6 which HE shed on us abundantly through JESUS CHRIST our SAVIOR; 7 that being justified by HIS GRACE (forgiven of all sins by God's free gift of grace through faith), we should be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life."
Jesus speaks to Mystic Maria Valtorta in The poem of Man-God about His sufferings during The passion.....He says " My Flesh was bruised, contused, torn to punish in Me the exaggerated cult, the
idolatry that you give to your flesh and to the flesh of those whom you love out of a
sensual whim or also out of fondness, which is not blameworthy in itself, but you make
it such by loving a parent, a husband, a son, a brother more than you love God.
No. Above all love and every tie on the earth, there is, there must be the love for your
Lord God. No other love is to be superior to it. Love your relatives in God, not above
God. Love God with your whole selves. That will not absorb your love to the extent of
making you indifferent towards your relatives, on the contrary it will nourish your love
for them with the perfection attained from God, because he who loves God has God in
himself and, having God, has Perfection.
I turned My Flesh into one sore to remove from your flesh the poison of sensuality, of
lack of modesty, of lack of respect, of ambition and admiration for the flesh destined to
become dust again. It is not with the cult for the body that one makes it beautiful. It is
with detachment from it that one gives it the eternal Beauty in the Heaven of God.
4 My Head was tortured with countless tortures: with blows, with exposure to the sun,
with shouts, with thorns, to make amends for the sins of your minds. Pride, impatience,
unbearableness, intolerance spring up like a mushroom-bed in your brains. I turned it
into a tortured organ, enclosed in a casket decorated with blood, to make amends for
everything that sprouts from your thought.
You have seen the only crown I wanted. The crown that only a madman or a convict
can wear. No one, who is sound of mind (speaking from a human point of view) and is
free to do what he likes, will put it on. But I was considered mad and mad I was from a
supernatural divine point of view, as I wanted to die for you who do not love Me or
love Me so little, as I wanted to die to defeat Evil in you, knowing that you love it more
than you love God, and I was a prey to man, his prisoner, condemned by him. I, God,
condemned by man.Thirst. What a torture thirst! And yet you have seen it. Among so many, there was not
one who gave Me a drop of water. From the Supper onwards, I had no refreshment.
And fever, sunshine, heat, dust, loss of blood, made your Saviour so thirsty.
6 You have seen that I refused the wine mixed with myrrh. I did not want any lenitive
for My suffering. When we offer ourselves as victims, we must be victims without pitiful
arrangements, compromises, mitigations. It is necessary to drink the chalice as it is
offered. We must relish the vinegar and gall to the very end. Not the spiced wine that
deadens pain.
Oh! the destiny of a victim is really severe. But blessed are those who chose it as their
fate.
7 That was the suffering of your Jesus in His innocent Body. And I will not mention the
tortures of My love for My Mother and for Her sorrow. That sorrow was required. But
for Me it was the most cruel torture. Only the Father knows what His Word suffered in
His spirit, His morale, His physique! Also the presence of His Mother, even if it was
what My heart most wished, as it needed that comfort in the infinite solitude that
surrounded it, infinite solitude coming from God and from men, was a torture. I was thirsty. Yes. You had better know also that. I was dying of thirst. I had nothing but a temperature and pain. My Blood had already been shed in Gethsemane, drawn by
the grief of being betrayed, forsaken, denied, beaten, overwhelmed by the infinite sins
and by God's severity. And it had been shed in the Praetorium... Who thought of giving
Me a drop of water for My parched throat? A hand of Israel? No. The pity of a heathen.
The same hand that, by an eternal decree, opened My chest to show that My Heart
already had a mortal wound, the one made by lack of love, by cowardice and by the
betrayal. A heathen. I remind you: “I was thirsty and you gave Me drink”. There was
not even one person in the whole of Israel who gave Me comfort, either out of lack of
possibility to do so, as in the case of My Mother and the faithful women, or because of
bad will. And for the Unknown One a heathen found the pity that My people had denied
Me. In Heaven he will find the sip he gave Me."
I am not surprised he was thirsty. What a rotten way to die - and knowing that daddy was watching over the whole thing. That does not look good.
Why do you call yourself a mother if you have no children? Why do you wear those robes? Also why can’t priest and nuns get married? Peter was married. Jesus healed Peter’s mother in law. God said “it is not good for man to be alone”. FYI Jesus is no longer on the cross so you can take him down too. 😊
Mother Miriam is a mother to us all and we are her children . She wears the robes to be true to Christ . Priests and Nuns do not marry to devote themselves to the love of Our Lord . It is a sacrifice .
@@rosiemason-rk4cm I’m sorry. I didn’t know this video was to indoctrinate people to a religion. I’ll just stick to the actual word of GOD and not man’s religion. I guess Catholics don’t read the Bible. Thanks for setting me straight.
This day is like at the time of Saint Francis , the church is in ruins and islam is coming into Western civilization.
I thrist , i believe it was as at the last supper , he said , setting the fourth cup down , i will not drink this cup untill i drink it anew in the kingdom.
With his drinking of the cup on the cross the frist mass of the last supper was over.
The wound in this side is a portal of entry into his sacred heart.
As a dove small enough to enter this wound in his side , once there a large cavern and countless other doves in the center our lords heart and the doves flying about this love.