Why are the nations in tumult? Why this stirring on the earth? All is anxiety and turmoil. The pot boils over. The sins of the past come to the surface. What was planted in secret now brings its harvest – a harvest full of weeds not wheat. This economic turmoil was not a harvest sown overnight. For decades, the nations have hidden their debts, buried them, saying, “Let a later generation pay the bill”. Now, the bill has come due. The collector is at the door and he wants the whole house. He owns it. His accounting is correct. He has added up his figures and now he presses his case. Oh, poor mankind, burdened with so many years of folly, like a man awakening to reality. Yes, the harsh reality of an economic system that cannot pay for your lifestyle. What can I say in the face of this worldwide problem? Let us begin.

Years ago, you left your Father’s house, where all was in order. You said, “Give me the inheritance that is due to me”. You were of age. You could claim what was yours. You took your Father’s money but you did not take his wisdom. “It is different now”, you said. “The truths of economics that my Father used are no longer the guide”. So, you made up new rules, the modern way that borrows now and pays later. “This is the way of growth. This is how we expand”, you claimed.

But you overlooked one truth – the selfishness of man and the constant postponement of responsibility. Look back. See the wisdom of your heavenly Father, a wisdom you have rejected. Return to your Father’s house before it is too late! Regain the ancient truths upon which your society was built. You have forsaken the religious spirit. You have become secular. Fine. Taste the secular wine. Eat the secular food. It will make you throw up. Hopefully, in your agony, you will return to your Father’s house.

I speak with you as a mother to her child and I reveal to you the longings of my heart, the heart of a mother. Yes, I am a mother who sees all too clearly the state of my children. They have left the Father’s house where they could daily experience my love. Now they have chosen to scatter, not even recognizing their brothers and sisters. They are divided and clashing, and want to gain superiority. They leave behind the relationships within the family and adopt the relationships of the street. They have chosen this, wanting their freedom, and being discontent to remain in the Father’s house where they were loved and fed, where they were accepted and had a place.

Why, O why, did they leave? I watched them go forth. I felt the sorrow in the heavenly Father’s heart. I knew what lay before them. They saw only the false promises. They would own and prosper. They would have their own house. They were a human race “come of age”. This was all their false hopes. They forgot that the Father held them together.

In the Father’s house, they cooperated. The Father kept everything in order. The human race is now a world without a Father. They are like the Prodigal Son. They have spent their inheritance. They have no identity. They are not recognized for what they are – children of a loving Father and children of a heavenly inheritance. Can all the ills be solved? Yes, the answer is yes. That is why I speak to the world. One decision is needed. “I will arise and I will return to my Father’s house”.

O world, you do not even know how to return. That is why the Father has sent me. The journey is a long one because you have strayed so far. Take my hand. Let us begin the return journey.

I want all my children to return home. I will call them. I will place new stirrings in their hearts. They will remember the way it used to be. But what about those who never knew the Father’s House? Those who have no memories? It has been so long now. Children have been born outside of the Father’s House to parents who left and abandoned the Father. What will I do about them? They are children born without any religious memories. Oh, what time has done! A generation which has never tasted the springs of religious faith. They thirst and have no idea of where to find true water. They are even more difficult to draw back than their parents, but I must reach out. Let us begin.

To you who have no religious memories, who were born and raised in a secular culture. For you, religion is only an item in the news, usually associated with political controversies. To you, I speak these words.

You have no idea of the gift of a religious spirit and of the consolations offered by faith. You have no idea of the peace that comes from a relationship with my Son, Jesus. You do not know all that He will do for you.

Instead, you wander in darkness, not knowing the true longings of your heart. I cry for you. I weep for you. This was not your decision. Your parents left the Father’s house. They never taught you the truths that they had learned. In rejecting their religious life, they lost it for you, also.

I do not see you as a generation which has rejected my Son. Your parents rejected him. You were fed a secular milk. This is how I see you – a deprived generation, an offspring that has never existed before in America. Know that you are welcome in my heart. I await you.

Why does the world not return to the Father’s house, especially in the West where the faith was so strong? The memories have faded. They have forgotten the peace that settles into a person’s heart when it is right with the Father. They have forgotten the order that comes to a society when all its members accept the Father’s commandments. They have forgotten all the blessings that come from an Age of Faith. So, I come to lead them back. They cannot return because they do not know the way back. That is why I speak. Listen carefully.

The way back to the Father is not a far away distant path. It is near. It is in your heart. The path back begins within you. Even now it has begun with the stirrings caused by my words. Others are praying for you. All the saints and angels intercede for you.

Faith surrounds your heart. Faith is like the air all around you. You need only to breathe to take it in and be blessed by its presence.

Let your mind and heart rise above what you see and experience. For just one moment be willing to ask, “Am I made for God? Are the ancient teachings true? Will I live forever? Did God create me? Is Jesus his only-begotten Son?”

In the ages of faith, people knew these questions and lived by their light. Begin with the first one. “Is there a God?” Keep asking yourself that question until the light dawns. Everything begins with that question.

Do not shut the question from your mind. Do not put it away. To ask this is the first breath of faith.

When a person leaves the Father’s house, they also leave behind all the relationships and friendships they enjoyed. They not only break their relationship with the Father but also with the others. This is the high price that man pays for what he sees as his freedom.

He goes out into a world which does not know the Father. The relationships which are formed are not relationships of faith. People unite in pragmatic ways, in ways that serve their interests. They form relationships according to their own will and fancy. How fragile are these relationships. How many times they break off, unable to withstand the forces that come against them.

Some forces are internal, the passions and the selfishness of those involved. Some forces are external, the trials and difficulties encountered in the world. As relationships are broken, innocence is lost and isolation sets in. The person is vulnerable, unable to respond or even to hope, because they stand alone. They never foresaw all of this as they left the Father’s house. What must be done quickly because so much has been destroyed?

Begin like the Prodigal Son. Say, “I will return to my Father’s house.” Seek out a Church and seek out people of faith. Give yourself to these relationships. Be formed with others into the Body of Christ.

Find others! Find others! This is the secret. Find others who believe. Form relationships of faith. Together, profess my Son as your Lord.