AUGUST 3, 1973 AT 8:09 P.M.
VISION OF SAINT JOSEPH
AND OUR HEAVENLY MOTHER
Oh my! I will describe to you what I see. He’s nine feet tall. He’s in robes of gold and white and purple. The sandals on His Feet are gold. His Hair, I would say about here, but it is what I would term a golden brown. He looks very much like The Son He carried around. He’s smiling at this. There are lilies all through the area and He’s standing in the middle of them. He said, “Child, they are purity, for in the Heavens Here, there is nothing impure.”
And now Our Lady stands beside Him. She’s in all gold with little gold sandals on Her Feet. She’s not nine feet tall. She’s dainty. She’s Beautiful. She glows. The mantle is also gold and there are diamonds surrounding Her. The diamonds are the Souls She wants saved through This Miracle. She stands, I would say, about three feet from Saint Joseph. He looks at Her. He smiles and She said, “Yes, Joseph, I will stand by while You speak to the children of God, Yours and Mine.”
“My little ones, I am powerful through this child. I have oftentimes spoken so firmly, strongly, that I have shattered her for quite awhile, but I have learned to soften My approach for the delicate mechanism of her throat. But as I stand Here in this scene, close to The Heavenly Queen, I say to each child here, ‘Keep in mind each day the Beauty and the Purpose of the Hill of Hope.’”
Our Lady is smiling. The Diamonds are getting brighter, and there are so Many around Her that They are joining in around Saint Joseph now, and They are coming to this side of Him. And He’s smiling because I can’t bear not to give you the detail. But there’s an oval shape around Her, of Diamonds, and then the other Diamonds reflect from these Diamonds. And I don’t know whether the Diamonds — She said, “No, They are not reflection, They are Diamonds. They are Souls.”
They look to me as diamonds because They appear as a light. They sparkle and the Diamonds are turning colors. They are pink. She said She put pink first, because it is my favorite color. And there are blue and Some are green, the reflections. There’s orchid, oh, all the colors; there’s yellow, there’s a gold; it’s almost a peach color now. And these are the degrees of the Souls. There’s a very deep blue. It’s concentrated. It’s almost like a blue sky on a beautiful day. There’s a white, but it’s a shimmering white.
Saint Joseph’s smiling because I’m too busy looking at What I am seeing, to listen. He said there’s no sense to move; I can see the same thing no matter where I stand.
“My children, it is truly Heaven coming through this child with all the Glory of Its Way, with all the Beauty that the child is able to take on this day. And it has been done in this manner to show you that one touch of such a View can allow man to become so enthused that they do not want to leave What they see, even when We desire to speak Here in the Heavens. That is why God protects His children from the phenomena of View.
I am burning the child’s eyes with the View. The water runs through her eyes to cool the senses, for What she sees burns through to the back of her eyes. It is so beautiful.
The Light of the Diamonds reflect the Light of the Souls that will be saved, for the reparation she must make for the Hill of Hope to truly be, one day. They are not tears of sorrow nor of joy, but tears of a Vision, caused by the Power that surges through her body to withstand such a Vision of the Soul.
It will take her hours to regain the human sight. But the Vision will remain, for I want this Vision to be painted in mural view for children who come to the Hill to see, to feel the Magnitude of Heavenly Vision. Nothing done by man could compare to what this child does see, but those of you who are here on this night will remember the water that was forced through her eyes, burning the Vision into her.
And now I, Saint Joseph, take you with Me for a moment across the sea where men are arguing validity of this child. And now I take her back with you. What she saw was ugly, but the View will remain with her for all times.
Men try to underestimate or to diminish how this child truly stands in the world. They try to confuse others and they try to direct her. Up to this point, graciousness she was allowed to have, but no more, for through graciousness there is delay, and through delay the Hill will not be born. You will find her, those close to her, more direct, more blunt, more purposeful. You have felt it, but it will be of a greater degree after this Vision on this night.
This Hill that bears My Name, created by The Father, directed totally by Him, can never be allowed to be run by man, for you see, men would diminish the Soul and they would put all the emphasis on the physical role. No coward will build this Hill. I have told her this many times. The Father has repeated it often.
All the descriptive manuscripts will have to be copied, because you see, men will come from throughout the world and try to repeat this Great Touch of Bible History. They will take it back to where they are and they will try to sell it to those around, for they will feel such power on this ground, they will want others to enjoy it as they.
Upon this Hill where I do stay morning, noon and night, the child sometimes says to Me, ‘I am tired,’ and I say, ‘Reach for more of God’s Light.’ And when she does, It sustains her. And then The Father says, ‘Let the child drop now, on the floor or on the bed, only to refresh in the human way, long enough to start again for My Will to be done a special way.’ Men throughout the world do not understand the suffering that takes place to let the world know of Me and the Beauty of God’s Grace.
The Heavenly Mother in this Vision smiles down upon this child and says: ‘Be firm, We were. Stand in Truth no matter what, but never flee from the ground, for then The Beloved Joseph will not be honored or revered for many years to come, and Souls will not be saved. Light must shine, man-made, God-given, on this Great Hill to draw the world to The Divine.’ And I, your Mother, bless you with a Mother’s Love tonight, and I say, ‘One of the Stars, one of the Lights the child saw in the Vision tonight, was yours for one day.’ So be it.”