MESSAGE FROM GOD THE FATHER ABOUT TOMORROW

Thanks Op !

Today is Divine Mercy Sunday. The Divine Mercy prayers
given to St. Faustina by Our Lord are so powerful.

In particular, the Divine Mercy Chaplet. It takes ten minutes to pray using the beads of a Rosary.

Say a Divine Mercy Chaplet for someone who is dying. Our
Lord said He stands before God the Father intereceding
for that soul.

Many, many deathbed stories of "signs", signal graces given while the Divine Mercy Chaplet is prayed for those
who are near death.

Learn the Mercy Chaplet, it's very easy to say....pray.

a link: [link to www.ewtn.com]
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March 11, 2008
My neighbor had been diagnosed with servere lung cancer that had spread throughout his body.He went into a comma and was in his last hours of life.The family was very wealthy and all came to be with him. His body had been shaking since the night before. The house was packed with people and he was in the living room on the hospital bed, while the family was going on with there conversation,very cold. No one was praying just awaiting his last breath. The street was crowed with cars with nowhere to park the family was is very wealthy, our family is not. When I parked I knew he was at his last hours, I told my sister come with me to pray the divine mercy she was very intimidated and shy because it would have to be prayed in front of everyone. We entered the house and when they saw our rosaries they gave us a uncomfortable look. We knelt in front of tons of people and began to pray the Chaplet, the first & second chaplet he was still shaking, at the third chaplet his body came to hault completely but still alive, at that point you couldnt hear a word the room became silent, everyone knew something was happpening, his skin color had even changed from gray to pink a healthy pink.I knew jesus was present. Several hours later he died, still after his death I prayed to Jesus for a sign, days later after his death my 6 year daughter said "mom I saw Richard at school today he stoped me in the hall he was glowing pretty and told me Iam good and happy" At first I said or you sure she said yes mom Richard the neighbor who died, everyday after school Richard would always greet my daughter with a Hi. I had to confirm further and asked his wife some questions about Richards history to my surprise she told me Richard went to the same elementary my daughter goes to now, over 50 years ago I was so shocked, but this was sure confirmation that through the Divine Mercy Jesus not only came for Richards soul but also sent me a true solid confirmation and message from Richard himself assuring he was at peace, Jesus didnt stop at the chaplet he went beyond showing me his grace for praying the Chaplet for Richards dying soul.Praise Jesus for sending his Divine Mercy message and Sister Faustine for dying to herself and allowing Jesus to use her as a tool to spread the message. Remember when you pray the Divine Mercy the promise is instantly however the mercy is for the persons soul the person themselves may not show change but its there soul your nourshing and helping not there body but if you ask Jesus for signs he will surely manifest them to you. Amen to all God have mercy on our world.

Pardon me, here is a better link which includes the
words to the Our Father, Hail Mary and the Creed.

You don't have to be Catholic to pray the Divine Mercy
Chaplet for someone who is dying.

[link to www.catholiccompany.com]

False Prophet Alert
There will be NO second coming!
Christ already has committed himself to us and Earth and is only in the nearest by dimension.
How possibly can a man believe that God himself will hold a pen and write to us or speaks with us?
Our brains are far too limited to comprehend what he would be talking about. Besides that there are a lot of Gods anyway. Maybe this one is a false God.
At the other hand: as long as it gives hope and strenght you should use this faith. Just be prepared you might have to change your thoughts on this one day. ;-)

Thank you my child. Monkeys. Yes. Monkeys are the key to being saved.

When they are good, pet them.

When they are bad...spank them.

I suggest people start spanking their monkey.

Thank you. Good night.

LOL

another story about the Chaplet of Divine Mercy:

Divine Mercy is dear to my heart. I was in a religious bookstore about 3 years ago and prayed to God to choose a book for me that would draw me closer to him. Then a book stood out to me. It was St. Faustina's diary and gave all the information for the Divine Mercy devotion. I wasn't even a Catholic but I thought "OK God, if this is the book then I will see what it has to say." My first reaction was that I could't believe there was someone so devoted to God and so good. It made me feel quite ashamed of myself and my own selfishness. But then I decided to learn the chaplet but that the key to it is to immerse youself in recalling Jesus's suffering and death while praying it. My dad's good friend at the time was diagnosed with throat cancer and then they found he had it also in other parts of his body and was given between 3 and 6 monts to live. So I began praying for him and often at the 3pm hour of great Mercy where anything asked with love and confidence that does not oppose the will of God or the salvation of souls he has promised to grant. It has been three years and my dad's friend is alive with no traces of cancer, the doctors were stunned. Also, my mother asked me to pray for a man in kidney failure that doctors said it would take a miracle but he was healed. Also, if anyone will remember last year the plane that landed last year with some problem I believe with the landing gear and everyone hailed the pilot for landing the plane perfectly. Well, the plane landed exactly at 3pm the hour of Divine Mercy and people everywhere praying the chaplet at that hour. I was on my knees in front of the TV also praying for a safe landing. Yes, God is awesome and so are his promises and Divine Mercy devotion is one of them. I encourage everyone to learn it and pray it. Also two and a half years ago I joined the Catholic church and so did my husband. We have been very blessed and God has been so good and merciful to me and I can't believe how many things he has revealed to me since and how his Holy Spirit has filled me. I always believed in God and loved him but I wasn't always living that love and showing it in my obedience and willingness to completely surrender my will to his. We must live in the will of God thinking only of loving God and neighbor as self and of trying to save souls with our prayers and our love.

Thanks OP for posting the message I sent to Joyce yesterday. Your testimony is quite interesting. I read your story in the previous post and can't help but be amazed at how true are the Lord's promises thru Sister Faustina.

There is a heavenly blessing for propagating the Divine Mercy devotion which you have done. You will be very glad you did.

May God bless you in the name of the Father,the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Lec

I was going to post another deathbed witness about the
Chaplet but Ann's words here are reason why Our Lord gave
the Divine Mercy devotion to the world. Again, the Chaplet
of Divine Mercy is for everyone, we must confess our sins, forgive all those we've been hurt by and pray.
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Ann - Dec 5, 2006

I believe that this devotion is important in these modern times because many Catholics do not know the faith. And when they do not know the faith - they can't put it into practice. Many Catholics die without the Sacament of Extreme Unction for various reasons, and it's very sad. God saw this happening for our modern times when we are living the Great Apostasy right now. So, it is God's mercy - because of the era we are living in - that is the last hope for mankind because God's mercy is endless. Jesus has said this many times to Sister Josefa Menendez, Sister Mary of the Trinity, and Sister Consolata Bertrone - and in the 1930's - it was Sister Faustina Kowalska. He wants us to repent; forgive our neighbors; confess our sins; and receive the absolution in Confession. The Sacrament of Penance is the ultimate mercy of God for Catholics who are still practicing the Faith. Woe to those who do not take advantage of the Divine Mercy Chaplet. This is their last ditch effort to obtain mercy from Our Lord. Today, evangelization in many areas has grown cold. So, we just have to take on another mission when others have given up.

Your observations are quite accurate OP. I agree with you 100%.

Lec

What this says to me is,

Everyone's "get smart" (meaning stubled upon the truths) about the world and the properties of this realm, and it pisses Alien God off, reason being, Alien God is a parasite that feeds off dumb life forms soul energy frequencies baked in fear, and now the fear has turned into rebellion and independence.

All's good really, just these RETARD Alien Gods/s are a bunch of hanger-on lifeless parasites.

Thanks Lec for all your messages. God has made you a blessing to many.

Did you notice in the personal witness of the lady being directed of all the books in the bookstore to the Diary of St. Faustina and her praying the Chaplet...SHE WASN'T CATHOLIC! Divine Mercy is for everyone.

And remember, the power of the Chaplet is not only physical
because in some cases God may not grant a physical healing
BUT more important, the spiritual healing for the soul that
happens...for eternity, souls are saved.

Pray the Chaplet for the convesions of sinners and please, please if you know of someone close to death.
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Over the summer I weekly prayed with a shipmate dying of cancer. I started by saying "Roy, do you mind if I pray with and over you?" Roy responded, "Please, I need all the prayer I can get!"

This went on for July. Towards the EOM Roy was somewhat distressed as he had affairs that only he could complete. I asked Jesus in prayer to allow Roy the strength to go home and cleanup hi estate and affairs. I encouraged Roy to do the Chaplet with me. Jesus heard and Roy went home the 1st week of August 06.

Returning to North Van Hospital,he went right into pallative care. When Roy 1st got sick, his daughter Lorraine had been in great distress as she was from Ontario and did not know anyone on the West Coast. She asked me to make all of Roy's funeral atrrangements, which I did. Loraine returned to Ontario when Roy went home.

Marjorie, his eldest Daughter came from Vancouver Island for Roy's vigil and watched Roy and I talk and pray weekly. I gave Roy a Catholic Bible to record his family history, and I gather Marjorie and Roy spent enjoyable time together doing this. Roy died on Sept 29th.

At the wake, Marjorie came up to me to tell me she had called Holy Spirit Parish, and that Fr. James Comy had walked over to hear Roy's confession and receive the anointing of the Church and Holy Communion.

I was stunned,I had know Roy for years through the Merchant Navy Guild, The Vancouver Naval Veterans Association and as a neighbor.

I never knew he had been a Catholic, until the morning I read His Eulogy.

We had only manmaged to say one Chaplet in this time and Jesus took Him right to Heaven. This after being 62 years away from the Church, its teachings, and the sacraments!!

Complete

If God wants us to believe any of these wackos he'd better get down here and do some proving.

the roman catholic church denies Christ Jesus' Witness and Sacrifice.

The Father has no Relationship with any who do not Know HIM Personally and Directly. It was for this very purpose that Christ was born into this world. Yet the rcc denies that people can Come Unto the Father and Know HIM Directly.

There is no purpose to repetitive, memorized prayer as in the rosary, novenas or the "hail mary".

Jesus spoke, of mary, "Who is she to me?"

mary is just another lie and corruption the rcc has been spinning since Constantine sought to accommodate primitive subjects who embraced the goddess myths.

catholicism does not give witness and glory to God The Father or God The Son.

"Personally and Directly.", excuse me? The first post contains a message given a Catholic Seer from God the
Father....yesterday!!

Massive failure.

So, I'm still alive, as is the rest of the world.

Witness to St. Faustina at my sister's bedside.

As experienced by Leonard L. “Barry” Lyons IV of Germantown, Maryland

On Friday, February 9, 2007, I was called unexpectedly to the bedside of my 58 year-old sister Cary who was dying of Hepatitis C in Kingman, Arizona. Her doctor told me her time “was short”.

When I first saw her on Saturday, she was on a ventilator and was nothing but skin and bones.

After I recovered from the initial shock of her physical being, I sat down next to her and said the Divine Mercy Chaplet. In fact, I recited the Chaplet multiple times that day. (I remembered the promise of our Lord to St. Faustina about praying for a dying person; no matter their sins, He would stand between that person and God the Father when it was time for judgment.)

Upon seeing my sister I became quite sad and had a difficult time keeping my composure. Nevertheless, I just kept praying the Chaplet. I called the local Catholic Church and requested the Anointing of the Sick.

On Sunday, February 11, I was tired of being sad and I went outside the hospital and asked the Lord to give me His peace and joy. I prayed the Chaplet and a Rosary. Then I felt His peace and abounding joy. I could not stop smiling. Around 3:30 that afternoon, Cary’s breathing tube was removed; death was almost certain, or so we thought. All the while, I stood there with a big smile on my face. I was at peace that she would be with the Lord. Now understand, my sister always believed in “The Christ Light” and knew that Christ was the center of the universe, but she did not quite understand the relationship of Christ as her Savior. She worshiped Christ via Native American ceremonies. She was not a “traditional” churchgoer, but she did believe in “The Christ Light.”
She became more alert and could communicate with us saying “yes” and “no” to questions we asked. She could eat some soft food. We knew that this was temporary and it lasted until Tuesday night.

On Tuesday night, February 13, Cary slipped into a comatose state. She was breathing hard and her eyes were half open. There were friends in the room along with Cary’s daughter and myself. Twice during the day, I stood over her bed with my arms held open and prayed the Chaplet. Once, while in the middle of the Chaplet, I started speaking in tongues. (I’ve only had this happen to me a few times before in my life.) I could feel God’s Spirit within me. I have no idea what I was saying; it just came out. I tried to get back to the Chaplet but the Spirit just took over and a language I have no knowledge of or recognized came out of my mouth. I just went with it and let it flow. It stopped after a few minutes and I sat down. I held Cary’s hand, bowed my head and kept praying the Chaplet.

On Wednesday, February 14, I woke up and had this incredible urge to find the local Catholic Church and pray before the Holy Eucharist. I don’t know why; it was just a strong urge from deep within; it was something I had to do. I stopped by the hospital to check on my sister and then went to find the local Catholic Church. I had no directions to the church but I drove to St. Mary’s Church on Spring Street in old Kingman as if I was led to it. Understand, I had never been to Kingman in my life and had never been to this church. I parked in front of the church which was locked. Actually there were two churches; an historical one that was very small and a larger, newer one. Both churches were locked. I went to the Parish Center across the street, and a sweet lady named Mary came to the door. I explained my situation and asked for a key to pray before the Tabernacle. She asked if I wanted to go into the old church or the new and something inside me told me to ask for the key to the new church. Once inside the new church, I understood why I “wanted” to pray inside the new church; to the left of the Tabernacle was a Divine Mercy picture. I knelt under the picture and prayed for my sister, repeating the Chaplet. Then I had this urge to go right before the Tabernacle and pray. I knelt and asked St. Faustina to come down and pray for my sister at her bedside. I then went over to a statue of the Blessed Mother and said a Rosary on behalf of my sister. I lit a candle and left the church

That night, I took my place by Cary’s bed, held her hand and prayed. Then I just sat there looking at her. At 9:30 I bowed my head again to pray and this is what I saw:

At the foot of Cary’s bed on the floor was St. Faustina on her knees praying the Chaplet. Her head was bowed down and she prayed deeply. Off in the distance was the Blessed Mother watching with loving, compassionate eyes. However, she was far away and looked to be only two inches tall because she was so far away. Standing next to St. Faustina was Cary’s husband, who had died four years ago. He was young, about 33. (I had never seen him young as Cary married him when he was much, much older, but I recognized him immediately). Standing on the other side of the bed were my mother and father (my mother died in 1998, my father died in 2003). They were young, about 30 or so. They were smiling. Behind them were other people, but I could not recognize them. Then, to the right of St. Faustina appeared three very old, wise looking men in gray robes. I asked who they were and was told that they were Cary’s guardian angels. Then a rather heavyset man, short and round in a gray robe was standing behind St. Faustina. He had a round face with deep smile lines. He had a burgundy rope tied around his waste and he had a monk haircut. He was so happy. His smile was huge. He just stood there smiling while St. Faustina prayed. I looked up at the Blessed Mother and asked why she wasn’t coming down and praying and the Blessed Mother just kept staring at St. Faustina.

Suddenly, below Cary’s bed a black cloud arose. It was the length of the bed. In the cloud were horrid long arms and hands. The hands had long sharp finger nails and they were grabbing at the bed trying to get to Cary. There was hissing and horrible sounds coming from the black cloud. All the while St. Faustina kept praying. St. Faustina never looked up; she just kept her head bowed and prayed.

Then from the upper left ceiling of the room came a white cloud. It encircled the room. It swirled around the top of the room and then enveloped the whole room. As it came down against the black cloud, it pushed the black cloud down until it disappeared below the floor and the room was filled with the white cloud. The white cloud rested in the room and just stayed there. Then two angels appeared over Cary on each side of her head as if just resting above her shoulders. The angles were beyond beautiful. They were dazzling white, a white “clean” and pure no words can explain. The angels had huge feathered wings. They smiled and looked at Cary with very loving eyes. They sat there as if to say, “We are here to protect you Cary, fear not.”

After the angels appeared, St. Faustina stood up, smiled and then faded away. As she left, the Blessed Mother came into the room from above and stood at the end of Cary’s bed. I asked the Blessed Mother why she didn’t come down and pray for Cary. The Blessed Mother told me that I had asked for St. Faustina to come and pray and that she (the Blessed Mother) did not want to get in the way; St. Faustina was doing her “job.” (of which The Blessed Mother said that St. Faustina did well.)

Then the Blessed Mother turned and invited many people into the room. I did not recognize them. I did see a very, very old man who was quite tall. I asked who he was and the Blessed Mother said he was an “ancient” from long ago who was from our family. While this was going on, I looked up to my left and far away was God the Father sitting on a large throne with angels on each side, looking down at everything going on in the room. He was holding a long staff (scepter I believe) and in the center of His chest was a Golden Heart that looked to be on fire and had rays of white and gold light streaming from it. I was told that the White Cloud that came into the room was the Holy Spirit and that it came directly from God the Father’s Heart. In fact, He showed it to me, that is, the cloud coming out of His Heart. He said that is where the Holy Spirit comes from, His Heart.

Standing on the left side of God was Jesus. Jesus had a big smile on his face. In fact, coming out of every pour of Jesus’ body was light, and the light was filled with joy. Joy was just gushing out of His body. I couldn’t believe how much Joy was streaming out from Jesus, and His smile. He has the smile of a little child; it is perfect. Moreover, His eyes say, “I love you and I want you to share my joy!” He just smiled and smiled. I turned and looked at my parents and saw a very handsome tall man about 30 years old standing behind my parents. I asked who that was and they said it was my younger brother who died before he was born. He looked like my dad and my grandson, Jacob Lyons, combined. He was very handsome and had black wavy hair. The room became filled with people, too numerous to count.

The Blessed Mother then left and the monk took her place at the end of the bed. I looked up to the left in the “sky” and saw the Blessed Mother standing to the right of God the Father and Jesus to His left. The Blessed Mother was looking at us. Her eyes are beautiful beyond description and her gaze is one of total, unfathomable compassion; a gaze that only a mother can have for her children. There was so much love and comfort in her eyes! Oh, she loves us so much; words cannot describe her love for us!

Then I looked over at God the Father. He was neither smiling nor frowning. He just sat there will all the wisdom of the ages in His face. A look that said, “I know all, I am all, I am in charge, rest in my wisdom.” Then on his left was Jesus. Now I know this is going to sound absolutely crazy (as if this whole writing doesn’t sound crazy) but Jesus was standing there with this incredible smile; this big, goofy, loving, child-like smile. It’s as if His smile is saying, “Love like a child, trust like a child, smile like a child; don’t worry about a thing, my Father’s got everything under control.” And like I said before, perfect joy emanates from Jesus. He is so happy; He just wants to share His Joy with us. You can’t imagine how much He loves us; human words can’t describe it. The best way I can describe it is this: I have a three-year-old grandson. I just love hugging him. I can’t hug him enough. And he loves to be hugged and held. Jesus wants to hug us and be with us just like I love being with my grandson.

An hour now passed and I opened my eyes. My uncle and cousin were in the room and they said I had been “looking” all about with my eyes closed. They asked what I “saw.” I told them. They were astounded; and I was exhausted. I said I had to go to the hotel and get some sleep. But then the nurse came in and said they were going to increase the morphine and that I may want to stick around as Cary’s time could be soon. So Nohl, Cary’s daughter and I stayed the evening. By 6:00 AM I had to go back to the hotel and get some rest. Cary was still alive. It was now Thursday, February 15.

I slept until late morning and then returned to the hospital. I sat next to Cary and held her hand. I closed my eyes and now saw a translucent “orb” around Cary, as if to protect her. Above the orb over her at each shoulder were the beautiful angels. When I held Cary’s hand, I was in the orb and protected too. It felt “warm.” Peace was all about. My parents were still there along with Cary’s husband and many other people (in spirit form). I stayed and just sat there all afternoon. I didn’t pray, I just sat there periodically telling Cary I loved her and that everything would be fine.

That evening I finally went to dinner at 9:00 PM. My uncle, cousin and Cary’s daughter, Nohl, stayed in the room. Cary’s breathing was now very shallow and her skin had turned a strange yellow-gray color. The inside of her mouth was black. It was most clear that her passing was imminent. I went to dinner and my plan was to go back to the hotel for some rest. At the end of dinner at 10:00 PM, I bowed my head to say a short prayer of thanksgiving, when I heard my sister, clear as a bell, say to me, “Come back, I’m not going until you are here.” I drove back to the hospital and arrived at her bedside at 10:13 PM. Cary died at 10:28. As she was taking her last breath, I closed my eyes and saw her “jump” out of her body and everyone (spirits) in the room disappeared, instantly. The room became cold and it was truly empty.

It took the resident doctor about 30 minutes to come up from ER and confirmed she was dead. I left the hospital, joyful that my sister was now with the Lord and that I could get some rest. Upon laying my head on the pillow, I closed my eyes only to see the following:

My sister was sanding before the Lord. He had this big huge smile on His face and His arms were open. Standing behind my sister were my parents, her husband, her three guardian angels and a host of others. Jesus said to my sister, “You see, I am the Christ Light you have always looked for and here I am.” It was almost as if He said, “Duh, it’s Me!” He was smiling and laughing. Before Cary hugged Him, she turned to me and said, “Thank you for having St. Faustina come down and pray for me.” Then she turned and hugged the Lord and the vision faded out. I could feel the joy and peace. I couldn’t stop smiling. I knew without any reservation whatsoever that my sister was with the Lord and that St. Faustina had interceded on her behalf when she was dying.

I attest that this is what I experienced and saw commencing Saturday, February 10 and ending the evening of Thursday, February 15, 2007, in Kingman, Arizona.

This was written on March 16, 2007, at the request of multiple people who said I should record these events.

Post Script: My late sister had a very close friend named Dennis. Dennis, during the Viet Nam war, actually died and was in a body bag. Upon his death, he met the Lord Jesus. The Lord explained to Dennis that Dennis’ work on earth was not completed yet and would he go back. Dennis said “yes” as long as he could come back to Jesus when Dennis’ job on earth was completed and Jesus said yes. He came back in the body bag and scared the people about to load the bag on a transport.

Now fast forward to Wed, February 14, 2007. Dennis, who lived 50 miles away from the hospital where my sister was in, told me on Thursday morning, February 15, that he too saw what I saw in Cary’s room the night before. He described St. Faustina, but had no idea who she was (Dennis is not Catholic). He saw all the same people in the room, including the smiling Monk.

When I mentioned the black cloud and hands to him, Dennis said that he saw it too and that the hands and black cloud were Cary’s fears manifesting themselves. He explained that our fears can bring evil and actually bring us into an evil place. Cary was extremely fearful of dying and was fighting it. Her fear, according to Dennis, was manifesting itself. She was also not sure of who Jesus truly was/is and was very afraid of what was on the other side.

Shared by:
Joan Hayes

The first, the quote I was looking for in the diary.
Our Lord to St. Faustina:

When they say this chaplet in the presence of the dying, I will stand between My Father and the dying person, not as the just Judge but as the Merciful Savior (1541).....

Unceasingly recite this chaplet that I have taught you. Whoever will recite it will receive great mercy at the hour of death ... Priest will recommend it to sinners as their last hope of salvation. Even the most hardened sinner, if he recites this chaplet even once, will receive grace from My infinite mercy (687) ... Oh, what great graces I will grant to souls who will recite this chaplet (848) ... Through the chaplet you will obtain anything, if what you ask for is compatible with My will (1731) ... I want the whole world to know My infinite mercy. I want to give unimaginable graces to those who trust in My mercy (687).

I ran into (I thought at first) an old girlfriend at the store, it had been a long time since we had seen one another, we worked together years ago. She told me a friend of ours who had worked at the same company was in the hospital dying!

I was shocked, I went directly to the hospital and was able to pray the Chaplet for my dying friend. Her husband told me at the funeral, as soon as I entered the ICU unit, Joan responded to me more than others who had been there...the family had noticed and remarked at her reactions to me being there.

There was no coincidence my going to that store.


In the Old Covenant, I sent prophets wielding thunderbolts to My people. Today I am sending you with My mercy to the people of the whole world. I do not want to punish aching mankind, but I desire to heal it, pressing it to My Merciful Heart. I use punishment when they themselves force Me to do so; My hand is reluctant to take hold of the sword of justice. Before the Day of Justice I am sending the Day of Mercy." (1588)

OK, So Jesus died for people sins for around 1500 years then. I thought it was permanent?