Tuesday, 17 November 2009

Conversations of Jesus to
Sr Josefa Menendez (1890 – 1923)

Prayer: O my Beloved Jesus, who is also my God, make my heart a flame of pure love for you

Jesus Speaks:
I want souls to know me thoroughly, and that they may make me known to those I place in their care. I want all to know how eagerly I seek them out; how I long for them that I may fill them with happiness. Tell them not to be afraid of me and tell sinners not to flee from me. Let them come and take refuge in my Heart! I will receive them with the most tender and paternal affection. If you resolved to be faithful, I will pour into your heart the flood of my mercy and you will know what my love for you is.

As soon as you wake, unite yourselves to me, and offer your whole day with a burning desire that my Heart may use it for the profit of souls. When with love you perform your duties, hour by hour and moment by moment, how great is the treasure you amass in one day!

I desire and want my entry into your heart to be daily more of an event, and that your desire be so keen, your hunger for me so great that your very soul faints – if you only knew how much I love you. Souls are too little conscious of how much I want to help them and how much I am glorified by their trust. I am your Father, Mother, God, Creator, Saviour and Bridegroom and none equals my Heart in loving. The less there is of you, the more I shall be your life, and you will be my heaven of rest. On earth my heaven is in souls. Beg for souls this burning love of Jesus.

Tell me that you love me; that is what I like best to hear. My Heart longs to burn and consume hearts in the glow of its fervent love. The coldness of souls who make no return for my love wound my Heart. If you could but understand my sadness that my love meets with no return. One single act of love, in the loneliness in which I leave you, repairs for many of the acts of ingratitude of which I am the object. My Heart counts and collects these acts of your love as a precious balm. It pleases me to see you famished for my love and burnt up with longing to see me loved. That by itself is consolation to my Heart.

I come to rest in you, for I am so little loved. I am in search of love and meet only with thankless neglect. Rare are the souls that truly love me. Say you love me often, to make up for the forgetfulness of so many.

All I ask of souls is their love, but they give me only ingratitude. I should like to fill their souls with grace, but they pierce my heart through and through. I call them and they turn away from me. If you accept, I will give you charge of souls, and by your sacrifices and love, you will win them for me.

Many souls think that love consists in saying: My God, I love you. No, love is sweat, and also acts because it loves, and all that is does is done out of love. I want you to love me in that way, in work, in rest, in prayer and consolation as in distress and humiliations, constantly giving me proofs of your love by acts - that is true love. If souls really understood this they would advance in perfection rapidly and how greatly they would console my heart.

Watch and pray, fight your evil inclinations and suffer them not to grow into confirmed habits. So must work be carried on in souls and evil tendencies carefully corrected. Do not imagine that it is always a serious fault that leads to the worst sins. The greatest faults are often the result of neglect of little things; a small satisfaction indulged in, a moment of weakness yielded to, a consent to do a thing in itself lawful but immortified, a pleasure not sinful, but ill-advised here and now. All these things recur unheeded and little by little the soul is blinded, grace loses its power, passion increases and finally triumphs. How infinitely sorrowful for the Heart of God, whose love is boundless, to see so many insensibly approaching nearer and nearer the abyss.

I know the depths of souls, their passions, their attraction for the world and its pleasures. I have known from all eternity. How many of them fill my Heart with bitterness, and that for a great number, both my suffering and my blood will be in vain. But having loved them, I love them still. My Heart is not so much wounded by sin, as torn with grief that they will not take refuge with me after it.

1st fall of Jesus: obtain for sinners rooted in evil, the grace of conversion. 2nd fall: encouragement for these weak souls blinded by sadness and anxiety, so that rising they might make a fresh start in the way of virtue. 3rd fall: to help souls repent in the supreme hour of death

Many believe in me, but few believe in my love, and among those who do, too few rely on my mercy. Many know me as their God, but how few trust in me as their Father. I ask nothing of them that they do not possess. But I do ask that all they have, they should give to me, for all is mine – if they possess nothing but miseries and weaknesses, these I desire – give them to me, but trust my Heart, I forgive you, I love you, I will sanctify you myself. I long for love in response to my own. I want them all to have confidence in my mercy, to expect all from my clemency and never to doubt my readiness to forgive. I want to forgive. I want to reign over souls and pardon all nations. I want all people to know my love. Do they know what I have done for them?

The thirst for contentment and love can never be appeased by earth and fleeting gains which will always leave you hungry and unsatisfied. Perpetual conflict, sadness, anxiety, and affliction will still be your portion. Here below you will never obtain all that your heart desires. I have come to show you where true peace and happiness are to be found. Humankind was not created to live forever here below. He was made for eternity. If then he is immortal, he should live, not for the passing things of time, but for that which will never die. Youth, wealth, wisdom, human glory, all that is nothing, it will all end with this life. God only will endure forever. Live by faith and you will escape eternal death

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The Holy Eucharist:
If it was bliss for me to think of all those in whom I should be both companion and heavenly food; of all who would surround me to the end of time with adoration, reparation and love, this in no wise diminished my grief at the many who would leave me deserted in my tabernacle and who would not even believe in my real presence. Sacrileges and outrages, and all the nameless abomination to be committed against me, passed before my eyes – the long lonely hours of the day and of the night in which I would remain alone on the altars and the multitudes who would not heed the appeals of my Heart. It is love for souls that keeps me a prisoner in the Blessed Sacrament. For nearly twenty centuries I have dwelt there night and day, veiled under the species of bread and concealed in the small white host, bearing through love, neglect, solitude, contempt, blasphemies, outrages, sacrileges….I stay there that all may come and find the comfort they need in the most tender of Hearts, the best of fathers, the most faithful of friends, who will never abandon them. The holy Eucharist is the invention of love, which spends and consumes itself for them!

PRAYER to the Sacred Heart of Jesus
(composed by our Mother Mary)

O Sweet and dearly loved Jesus, you are my Saviour and my Bridegroom and your Heart loves me with the most tender and burning love, as no other heart can love. Would that I could correspond with this love of yours for me. Would that I had for you, who are my only love, all the ardour of the seraphim, the purity of angels and virgins, the holiness of the blessed who pass you and glorify you in heaven. Were I able to offer all this, it would still be too little to honour your goodness and mercy. That is why I offer you my poor heart such as it is, with all its miseries, its weakness and good desires. Deign to purify it in the Blood of your Heart, to transform and inflame it yourself with an ardent and pure love. I ask of you, O gentle Jesus, to give my heart the very sanctity of your Heart, plunge it in your Divine Heart, that in it I may love and serve and glorify you and love myself in you for all eternity. I beg this same grace for all those whom I love. Amen

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