FOR GOD

FOR

GOD

Josande Teresa

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To my mother, Haydée

Thank you for passing on to me the Catholic faith instituted by Jesus Christ.

You carried it deeply in your heart, and it showed in your daily actions.

I love you, mom.

Acknowledgments

Terry and Daniel Galvin

Terry, you have no idea how much I treasure you. I am always telling my sisters in Puerto Rico that I have a friend named Terry who wants to take me to Heaven. And in your humble response, you say, so that you can pull me up. I am so thankful that I met you. You have never stopped showing me the road that leads us into the arms of God, The Almighty. The saying that whoever finds a friend finds a treasure is so true. You never stop giving me holy cards, prayers, novenas, and books to help me grow into holiness. All this spiritual material is indeed a treasure, as is finding a good friend like you. On special days you stop at my home to bring me scapulars, Stations of the Cross booklets, the Divine Mercy Chaplet, and rosaries. You even gave me information on how I could join the Rosary for Life, in which, for the rest of my life, I must say a decade of the Rosary in honor of the Immaculate Heart of Mary and St. Philomena. You made a rosary for me so that I could learn how to pray the Rosary in the way that Immaculée Ilibagiza prayed during her ordeal amidst the Rwandan Holocaust that lasted for about three months, killing a million Rwandans. Immaculée survived the bloody genocide, and she believes that praying the Rosary saved her.

Terry, you joined the Carmelites, and you never left me behind. It was months later that you invited me to join you, as you knew that in Carmelites, we live in allegiance to Jesus Christ, and you wanted to keep me on the road to happiness. During the annual Carmelites retreat in San Damiano, we each picked up an acorn from its blessed ground as a reminder of another year of fruitful growth in the order of Secular Carmelites. We asked God to help us climb the mountain summit together.

Terry, thanks for caring for my spiritual life. We should all care for each other’s salvation so we can all be united and not separated in eternity. It has been so wonderful to have you near me to discuss religious themes. You were the first person I ever told about my religious visions, and you were so excited about them at a time when I had so many questions about these revelations. Thank you for your friendship, love, care, and for the precious gift of spiritual life.

Daniel, I have learned so much from you as well. You are such a humble person and deeply love the Mother of our Savior, Jesus Christ. I prayed with you many Thursdays as legionaries for needy people, and you taught me so much about the power of prayer and how Mary intercedes for us and leads us to Jesus faster.

You are such a helpful person wherever you go, and you are very protective of your friends and family. I remember you always made sure I was safe walking to my car if it was nighttime to make sure nothing would happen to me while alone in the parking lot. You are also a good listener, and I thank you for teaching me more about the Virgin Mary and for the consecration to Her, and for all I learned with you at the Legion of Mary that you presided. Daniel, you have always made me remember that God is our ruler. When we’re planning an event or have already planned activity, you always say, God Willing.

You and Terry are a special couple, full of love for Christ, our Blessed Mother Mary, and the Catholic faith. I thank you both for your spiritual energy and your passion for our faith. I am also grateful for your dedication, helpful spirits, and for bringing me closer to Christ and Mary. Thank you for embracing me as one of your friends.

¡Qué Dios los Bendiga! (God Bless You)

And the Lord answered me:

Write the vision; make it plain on tablets, so he may run who reads it.

Habakkuk 2:2

Table of Contents

Introduction

Chapter One  The Seed

Chapter Two  Consecration to Mary

Chapter Three  Carmelites

Chapter Four  The Mass

Chapter Five  Dancing with My Father

Chapter Six  The Awakening of the Spirit

Chapter Seven  Footprints on my Soul

Chapter Eight  Through His Eyes

Chapter Nine  Dictations and Thoughts

Chapter Ten  Visions to Ponder

Chapter Eleven  Conclusion

Introduction

I am an ordinary person. I am like one in a crowd. There is nothing important about me. I am like millions of butterflies in the world. Understand this clearly. I have no idea why Jesus decided to reveal certain things to me. I wish I had the answer to tell you. All I can possibly know is that for many years I have heard other people say that God chooses the most ordinary people to reveal things to the world. I consider myself the most ordinary person you can think of. This is the way I personally see myself: ordinary, lower than average, so-so, unexceptional, and unremarkable. But I never thought that I was so extraordinarily ordinary to have Jesus reveal so many visions to me throughout the course of two years.

I have debated within myself why this is happening to me. All these visions – where do they come from? I was witnessing something unusual that had never happened to me, and I started to worry. I even worried about what people would think. Wouldn’t you worry if you started witnessing religious revelations right in front of your eyes? Wouldn’t you worry if you saw Jesus right in front of you? I worried, so I went to have my eyes checked, but nothing was wrong.

I have cried many times. At times I was shaken, not understanding at the very beginning where all this was coming from and where it was leading to. I was startled at first, but later I was more at peace knowing that it all came from The Almighty and that there was a valid reason for it that had not yet been revealed to me.

I ended up asking Jesus to reveal to me what he wanted me to do with all these visions. He did not tell me right away; in fact, it took Him several months to give me the answer to my question. But one day, he showed me a book and told me, This is the book you wrote, and I am holding it in my hands. I was skeptical at first, and I immediately doubted that this was Jesus talking to me. I kept telling myself that I had heard my own little voice. But Jesus kept showing me a book in many other visions with great affirmation and insistence, and He even turned the pages of the book right in front of me. One day He put the book in front of me, very close to my face, so that I could see it very clearly. Then I believed. Never doubt Jesus in anything. He will be sure to get His point across for you to carry out His plan.

The most important thing here is not to define me, but to know Him. It is not to know what I think, but to know His message, understand it, and follow it. Know His words. It is not about me, but about Him and only Him and nothing more than Him – The Almighty, our Savior, who is still trying to save our souls for the glory of God. Amen.

This is a book of my personal visions, and they are described in a consecutive manner.

May these revelations be an instrument and a pathway to your own salvation. May you want to make a concerted effort towards achieving holiness during this millennium and always. May the hand of God rest on your shoulder and may His loving and Sacred Heart be revealed to you to keep you imploring for His love. Believe and follow Him. God Bless You.

Chapter One

The Seed

It was a Friday in the summer of 2015 when I visited St. Jude Catholic Church in Virginia for Eucharistic Adoration. I saw a young man, probably in his 40s, praying while kneeling down with such devotion that gave me an immense desire to grow in holiness. I continued attending that church, and I couldn’t believe how this young gentleman would recite the Rosary on his knees and spend most of the Adoration time on his knees. I remember telling my family to attend church at a specific time so they could see what devotion was all about. In a way, this gentleman reminded me so much of Jesus Christ because of his faith in Our Father in Heaven, his devotion and obedience to The Almighty. Perhaps he had just found God’s voice and wanted to be faithful and surrender to Him completely. Maybe He went to confess and wanted to change his life by fixing his eyes on Jesus. Shouldn’t we all be doing this? Yes, we should, and it is possible.

I found myself trying to sit closer and closer to this man in the church, hoping that his devotion, reverence, and humility would transfer to me. But growing in virtuousness and holiness does not happen in the blink of an eye just by sitting closer to a devoted person. I was naïve in thinking I could be holy just by being among devoted parishioners, priests, and deacons. But at least this man’s devotion and the priests’ homilies were creating a drive in me to get closer to God. I then became restless in my search for The Almighty.

Being at church, going to Mass, and listening to the priest homilies at St. Jude has been an amazing experience and an inspiring fountain of wisdom. It got me thinking that I, too, should start climbing the Heavenly ladder that leads us to God – rung by rung. The priest celebrates his Masses with such devotion to our Creator that it really makes an impression on you to desire more from Heaven. Having a priest who has already achieved so much by escalating the Heavenly ladder sets an example for us in our search for a more meaningful spiritual life. I feel the priest in our church always has the Holy Spirit within him by the way he can recite his homilies by memory without even looking at a piece of paper.

Thoughts continued to come into my mind about the devoted gentleman I would see praying on his knees in church. Perhaps he was inclined to reach the last rung of the Heavenly ladder by perseverating in prayer, having devotion, and learning through trial and error to live a holy life.

One day in the fall of that same year, I saw an advertisement in the St. Jude Church bulletin for a do-it-yourself retreat using the book 33 Days to Morning Glory by Michael E. Gaitley, MIC. According to this bestselling textbook, it prepares you for Marian Consecration, a drive into the tenderhearted and maternal heart of Our Blessed Mother Mary. St. Jude Church was going to show videos by Father Gaitley to The Legion of Mary members. The parishioners who were going to prepare for this consecration had to read and study Father Gaitley’s book, complete the assignments, watch the videos and pray. So, I signed up for the retreat. I was one hundred percent certain that I wanted to