The Lord accepted Job's intercession.
---- my own,
You come before Me morning after morning. You receive Me in the Holy Eucharist day after day. You visit Me in the Adoration Chapel where I AM present, and all your waking hours and even as you lie in your bed at night or you wake up in the silent hours of the night, you bring before Me your prayers, your supplications, and you make intercession for those for whom your heart is breaking. You are sorrowful because they are suffering. Those who are flesh of your flesh and bone of your bone, the children born of you, the fruit of your womb, are no longer in a state of grace. Like the prodigal son, they have wandered far from home and are wandering in wastelands, refusing to return to the place they belong. You fear for their salvation, so you pray with a broken heart, with many sighs and tears, pleading with Me, with God, to save them. You urge My Mother Mary, St. Joseph, and all the angels and saints, including the Holy Souls in Purgatory, to plead their cause before Me. ---- mine, I have heard your prayers. Every sigh has reached My ears. I desire what you desire even more than you do. It is the will of My Father that not one of the little ones that He has entrusted to Me will be lost. So continue to pray, but do so with faith, with hope, and with thanksgiving and rejoicing, for in the end you will find that My hand is not too short to save. I will save, and your heart will rejoice and be glad. Remember, weeping lasts only through the night, but joy comes in the morning. Be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.
