OLOE Message 07-01-1999

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Our Lady of Emmitsburg

To the World

through Gianna Sullivan

July 01, 1999

 

 

My dear little children, praised be Jesus!

Do not fear, little ones; God is with you.  You are not alone.

Every strand of hair on your head is accounted for by your Creator.

There is a plan for each one of you.

You are very valuable in the eyes of God.

Jesus does not want one of His children to stray from Him.

He desires you to pray and to know God’s Truth.

He desires you to be children of His Light, children of mercy.

It is very important that you do not spurn His Mercy or reject His Mercy.

Pray that the Holy Spirit will enlighten you so that you will be able to be honest children and see the Truth of God’s Mercy.

There are so many people who are blind to God’s Truth because of the pain of loneliness and lack of love in their lives.

They hide from their sorrow by taking drugs of all sorts, such as narcotics and alcohol, and deny the receipt of God’s Mercy.

Many people are dishonest and deceitful, yet Jesus loves them and desires them to receive His Mercy.

There are so many people affected with pain that they do not know which way to walk to find God’s Love.

They do not realize that they do not need to “find” God because He is there by their sides wanting to give them His Love and desiring to shed His Mercy.

Pray, little children, for all peoples, and work together fervently to help others know the Truth and Mercy of God.

I bless all of you this night as I take your petitions to My Son.

Peace be with you.

Thank you for responding to my call.

AD DEUM.