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Titolo: Padre Pio  11-8-77

Padre Pio says,
" I shatter this child when I speak through her. I
break her bones. I pierce the flesh. I weaken her
physically, and yet my Words, strong, will be heard by
so few. That is the sadness of walking for God, The
Almighty Father in Heaven. The truth, so few men listen
to; refuse, they listen to, refuge they want."
REVELATION DELIVERED THROUGH FRANCES M. KLUG
ON NOVEMBER 8,1977 AT 5:25 P.M.
     PADRE PIO
    "My beloved children, I come now to speak
to you of the trials upon the earth, the ingratitudes of
man, and the Power that pours forth through this child
at the Command of The Father, for the good of man.
     I am Padre Pio. I could speak in the tongue of
my land but I choose not to do so for this child would
be jeopardized by this form of speech, for in not
understanding the language, there would be much problem
for her to stand with, in, against, that men would
demand.
     I walked the earth. I know the earth. I stand
Here in a portion, a part, a place, of what is termed
Heaven, and I say to the whole world, 'Heaven is a
Beautiful Place, a Place of more Grandeur, Light and
Hope than any man upon the earth could imagine or
command. A stage setting could never permit,
physically, the Light that is Here, for the Light in the
Heavens cannot be measured by man's meters, hopes,
dreams, needs, for the Light of Here is far more than
light is to man.'
     I stood upon the earth. I looked into man's face.
I said, 'It is wrong for you to do that.' And man said,
'I am weak, Padre, I am weak.' And I would shout
and say, 'Aaah, I cannot tolerate that. Weakness is of
the mind, not of the Soul. It is of the will, not of the
Soul. You command what the will will be. You
command the right and the wrong. You destroy, you
delay.' Oh! And I would walk away, not in judgment
but concern.
     As you are with this child who walks in a given
path, form, you do not understand the reasoning behind
this Great Miracle, the Magnitude of It, the performance
it takes to accept every moment of every day, physically,
mentally, emotionally, spiritually, hopefully, needfully,
possessively, projectively, progressively, for the good of
man's Soul in every way.
     I shout through this child, 'In Nomine Patris et
Filii et Spiritus Sancti, Amen,' and men say, 'Ah, he
blessed me in a special way.' And I say, 'I blessed
you through a language. I blessed you through my gift
of vocational way.'
     Men shout, 'If she is what she is, if she says she
knows, then why does she not stop the heretics, the
heresies? Why does she stand so simply, so in the
background, when others come forward and they speak
and they create speech? They teach, and yet this one
stands behind the scenes. This one says, "That is not
my way".' Does any man truly know the Way of God?
     Take a mountain, thousands of feet high. Take
the deserts, multiply them in the number they are, by
the ones you can see, the ones you cannot see. Take
the weight of the water in the seas, in the oceans, the
lakes and the rivers, the water beds, the streams - take
this weight, unseen, and put it upon you, not as a dream,
but as a true, real thing; and take it and say, 'I will
bear this pack of problem for You, God, this weight.
I will do it Your Way, without a cry. Oh yes, I will
suffer martyrdom for You, God, in every way.'
     I take one drop of water and I pour it upon your
back. I take one drop of sand and I pour it upon your
back. I take one mound of soil and I pour it upon
your back. And suddenly you would say, 'Wait a
minute, I'm not used to that.' And I say, 'Wait a
minute, you said you would bear the weight of the world
for The Father. Wait a minute, one more drop should
not hurt you too much.' So I take one drop of each
again and you say, 'Wait a minute, Padre, it is too
much. It causes too much pain.' And I say, 'Wait a
minute, there is yet more to be borne by you for the
great gain. One more drop?' And you say, 'No, Padre,
I cannot take the weight.'
     Well, let me say to you throughout the world, 'You
live in a prayerless world.' Men do not know how to
pray. Prayer is humility, prayer is simplicity, prayer
is of many ways. Prayer is in the mind, but prayer is
in the action, the example, the fact, the truth, the
wisdom, the light, the hope, the need, the desire. Prayer
is not an imaginative thing. Prayer is real because
prayer says, 'I obey the light of your gift, God, the
Commandments of Your Way.'
     Moses came to the earth. People say, 'Ah,
Moses.' And I say: 'Moses, thank you for walking
the path of direction. Thank you, Moses, for having
the strength of conviction. Thank you, Moses, for
standing up to what you knew was truth, the values.
Thank you, Moses, for giving me Heaven. Thank you,
Moses, for giving me the Rules to live by. Thank you,
Moses, for walking a very dreaded path - a path, not
of honor, of greatness; a path, not of love, endearment,
but a path of stimulation, motivation, a path where men
would beat you down, a path where men would argue,
debate, a path where you had to stand up and say,
"Wait, I stand in truth. This is the Kingdom that you
are to seek. This is the Kingdom of The Father, far
beyond what any man could meet." Thank you, Moses,
for doing this.'
     No man walks a path chosen by The Father, that
cares about thanks, that even mentions it, for to be
thanked upon the earth is to be thanked needlessly,
ridiculously. It solves nothing. It gives no more
strength. It is weakening in some ways, and in many
ways, the chosen child knows that the time that the
children spend in saying 'Thank you,' they could be
doing something worthwhile.
     I, Padre Pio, I, a priest, I, a Man of the Cloth, I,
a Man of the Sacrament, I, a man who many men
despised, hated - I was a man that men wanted to be
weak, and yet they wanted me to stand for everything
they could not stand for themselves. They baited me,
to show what I was, show how I felt, show what I could
do, and I would sit there and look. 'You are sick,' I
would say. And sometimes, when I would cast them
out of my way, I'd say, 'Avanti,' because I knew they
did not know that how I walked, how I stood, how I
felt was totally, solely for their Soul.
     What does man think of a Soul? He does not even
relate to a Soul. He says, 'I am here.' Ah, he is
there. Through the Grace of God he is there, and
through the Graces he earns he will come Here.
     I shatter this child when I speak through her. I
break her bones. I pierce the flesh. I weaken her
physically, and yet my Words, strong, will be heard by
so few. That is the sadness of walking for God, The
Almighty Father in Heaven. The truth, so few men listen
to; refuse, they listen to, refuge they want.
     I bless the whole world for all man is in want,
and I shout, 'In Nomine, in the Name; Patris, The Father;
et Filii, The Son; et Spiritus Sancti, The Light and The
Wisdom that combines The Three as One.' Let it be so."
Saint Joseph's Hill Of Hope
Brea, California 92822 U.S.A.
www.TheMiracleOfStJoseph.org
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