Why do you call me, ‘Lord! Lord!’ and do not do what I say?
I will show you what the one is like, who comes to me,
and listens to my words, and acts accordingly.
That person is like the builder who dug deep,
and laid the foundations of his house on rock.
The river overflowed, and the stream dashed against the house,
but could not carry it off because the house had been well built.
---- mine,
What good is it for you to make pretty promises to Me, call Me endearing names, and say you love Me and appreciate and are grateful for all I have done for you when you will not listen to Me and obey My commandments and do everything in your power to be pleasing to Me in all things? What kind of love is it that is so shallow, so full of self-interest, and concupiscence, so readily gives in to the lures of the world, the flesh, and the Enemy? How can you ever believe, even for a moment, that the pale thing you offer Me is love? You want to know what true Love is? You will know and recognize it by the love My Father has shown Me and in My reciprocal love to Him. You have received the same power to love because I have sent you My Holy Spirit to dwell in you. You have witnessed the power of this love in the lives of holy men and women who lived lives of heroic holiness. The lives of the saints are a mirror of the love of God, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. They have seen what divine love cost and endured for the sake of the human race, and they have been extraordinarily moved to offer Me as pure and holy a love no matter the cost, and they have submitted in surrendering love, yielding to My will in all things. No demand of love they found too great. They refused to give in to the temptations of the Enemy, who tried to lure them from Me. Instead, they died little by little day by day to themselves and fully embraced the will of the Father and My will for their lives. This is love, ---- my own, to willingly, gladly, promptly, obediently, and actively seek to put the good of the other before your own. If you call Me your Soul's Beloved and the Bridegroom of your Soul, how is it that you do so little, so poorly, and so feebly what true love demands?
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