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When I entered this world, my Blessed Mother and her most chaste spouse, Joseph, welcomed Me with loving arms, eyes and hearts. A choir of heavenly angels surrounded and serenaded us!
My heart leaped for joy when the humble shepherds came and paid Me homage. I smiled! We waited.
But none of the religious, political or social leaders bothered to visit. They never thought to look for Me. I cried! Even today, centuries after my arrival, most of them rarely think of Me. I cry!
Then the foreign dignitaries came. They had left their country in search of the Truth, not knowing on their departure, exactly Where, What or Who that Truth was but certain they would find It. They did — the Incarnate Truth wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger — and they were forever changed. I smiled!
My parents and I had to flee toEgyptto thwart Herod’s plan to murder Me. He killed other Innocents instead. Oh, how we cried! This type of evil continues to manifest itself today. We still cry!
As I embarked on my public ministry, many welcomed my miracles but later rejected Me. Only My Mother, Mary Magdalene, My Beloved disciple John and a handful of women walked the Via Dolorosa with me and watched them nail me to the cross. They cried.
I rose from the dead in order to restore eternal life to those who would believe in Me — so many still do not. I cry!
I remain physically here among those I love — Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity — in the Most Blessed Sacrament, waiting for them to visit. Few ever come. Hardly anyone believes I am really and substantially present here among them. I cry!
This is the time of year I hear so many unfamiliar voices raised in song, “O Come Let us Adore Him!” Words that would bear you far more spiritual fruit if you actually came and adored Me throughout the year! So you can imagine the ineffable joy I experience whenever you do come. Just a quick visit to let me know you love me, or fifteen minutes of silence in front of the tabernacle where I reside as a Prisoner of Love, or an hour each week in a Chapel of Perpetual Eucharistic Adoration.
When you visit Me, you have given Me the greatest gift possible – yourself, your time, and your heart. Your presence here with Me is a source of great comfort and a most welcomed act of reparation for the general indifference so many display toward my Pierced and Sacred Heart!
When you next visit Me, know that I look at you lovingly as tears of joy flow from my Sacred Face in appreciation for the gift of your presence.
I love you more than you are able to presently understand. I desire to hold you in My arms eternally! Will you let Me?
Merry Christmas!
