Letters to His Roses

My beautiful Roses, you are sitting in My holy water, being fed from the roots up so you will be beautiful at My coming. In this vase, you gather your strength from one another and you support one another, and that’s what makes this bouquet beautiful. – Jesus

The “Letters to His Roses” share personal encounters with the Bridegroom, lessons learned in His School of Love and
teachings on His Divine Love Song, The Song of Songs.

I see your suffering

“My Precious Roses, I have seen your suffering; I have heard your cries; and I am coming to save you. Your Bridegroom is coming.”

God paints you the Milky Way

Dear Roses, Everyone knows the darkness… we have all been in an abyss of one kind of darkness or another and, if we are honest, we know that there is a darkness within each of us. We have all sinned and fall short of being worthy of the superabounding unconditional Mercy and Love our Lord thirsts to pour upon and within us. We are all in need of Jesus’ forgiveness and healing and we feel the call to extend the forgiveness we receive to ourselves and others. Our beloved Bridegroom invites us to cooperate with His grace and to work with Him so the scales may be removed from our spiritual eyes and then the brilliant Light of Christ will illuminate the darkness surrounding us. Each of us will be astounded to find that on the sky of even our blackest night God has painted the glistening, ...

New Life in the Tomb

Dear Roses, The tomb is the space where death and life meet… where what was once violated, ruptured, desecrated, and believed to be lifeless, cold, and defeated is – through His resurrection power – raised to new life. New life in Christ happens IN the tomb. Just as the new life of the butterfly happens in the tomb of the chrysalis. We do not need to fear death or our tombs if we invite Christ to be with us, if we unite ourselves to His death and moments in the tomb… If in our tombs we do not give in to fear of the dark or despair but rather claim His resurrection power and wait… wait with patient anticipation for the Dawn – the Dawn of the Sun of Justice – the Dawn of the Son of Love and Mercy, Hope and Healing. Wait… for He will come… the Sun always rises… A...

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