This morning, as I sat with my family, I started to feel a bit ill. The longer I sat, the more ill I became. The nausea I began to feel slightly, became intense. I needed to separate myself before I became violently ill realizing, truly, for the first time, just how sick I was. I walked into my room and closed the door and sat at the edge of my bed for a moment. I reached out for the photo I have of our Lord in the Eucharist next to my bed from my husband and I’s wedding, along with grabbing a rosary. Laying down, I began to pray, placing our Lords photo on my chest.
I had a vision of a beautiful wheat field, planted and thriving next to a range of Mountains. It was spectacular.
As I entered into prayer of the Resurrection of our Lord, I was taken back to Christmas Eve and the Word Made Flesh. What came before my eyes, was the same Christ Child born, was now raising from the dead in the hands of the Priest on the Altar. What was simply harvested wheat and grapes, sacrificed at human hands, no longer in the world as such, were now alive again, in the Resurrected Body of our Lord from the tomb of death, to Life. Living Flesh and Blood.
As I continued on in prayer, so also, did the vision. I seen a Magnificent Chalice, surrounded by Glorious light and our Lord in the Eucharist, was a small Child conceived in the womb which was actually the Host. Raised in glorious spender on the Altar. My thoughts were taken to the Slaughter Of The Innocence, which continues today. As each grain of Wheat representing once a Child in the Womb, is cut down before the Harvest on a day our Lord only knows. Before the full manifestation in the world. We are created in the image of God. As our Lord Christ, was also, Innocent and slaughtered, overcoming.
I finished praying the Glorious Mysteries, and knew I had to write this down. As I lay in bed, and wait in prayer, the nausea has passed, my color is returning and find myself in peace once again. As I ponder the unknown illness and how it is effecting me, I can only assume that the evil one has failed again, thanks to the Rosary of Mama Mary and our Lord.
I pray on this feast day of the Holy Family, that we no longer, in any way, support the Slaughter of the Innocence, through abortion, euthanasia or any means not by the hands of our Lord Himself.
Praise, glory and honor to our Lord Jesus Christ, now and forever.