I share because I care: St. Paul from 1 Thes 5:20-21 Despise not prophecies. But prove all things; hold fast that which is good. Many of you prayer warriors already pray with these powerful formulas from heaven. Please discern this call for yourselves and consider adding the intentions as requested. God bless us all and this world!!! 💜✝️👑🔥🇻🇦 https://youtu.be/7X4Z-QEej-U

Jesus: You are particularly good at letting fear and anxiety in. Chris: It is what I do best Lord. Jesus: No. It is what what you do least-worse. You do nothing the best. Myself, on the other hand... Well, allow me the pleasure of offering to you my yoke once again! 😮‍💨 🥴 😔 🤗 🫂

Please pray my brothers and sisters for my nephew Felix, who is being sent to CHEO in Ottawa for further testing. He is experiencing multiple seisures per day at present currently unexplained.

From video description: It is impossible to listen to this soulful ukrainian orthodox carol and truly understand the words without crying. This song describes the Birth of Jesus, with the Mother of God singing him a lullaby about his heavy but redeeming fate. She sings to him that he will grow up and go into the world, to teach people about the mystical kingdom of God. She tells him he will save the world from death, but not before He, her newly born Son, would himself die on Golgotha. To give birth to your own God, and then sing to Him about His inevitable death, and glorious resurrection. No mother wants to outlive her son, but its an entirely separate strange and awesome thing to understand that not only will your son die, but He will also save the human race and rise from the dead. God bless you Patrick Lenk for this beautiful rendition! https://youtu.be/72L-EOdjJC0

Happy Feast of the Immaculate Conception! I share a document made to assist in the 1 hour reflection for noon today. God bless us all and this world! JMJ 💜✝️👑🔥🇻🇦 https://drive.google.com/file/d/1975sJhVh2sMtnndn07tfDvps_-1LQzpa/view?usp=sharing

Please my sisters and brothers, keep my parish priest, Fr Justin William Ato Dawson, and his family in your prayers. He learnt of the passing of his mother yesterday in Ghana. 🫂 JMJ 💜✝️👑🔥🇻🇦

God bless us all and this world! 💜✝️👑🔥🇻🇦 Imitations of Christ: Thomas A Kempis What doth it profit thee to enter into deep discussion concerning the Holy Trinity, if thou lack humility, and be thus displeasing to the Trinity? For verily it is not deep words that make a man holy and upright; it is a good life which maketh a man dear to God. I had rather feel contrition than be skilful in the definition thereof. If thou knewest the whole Bible, and the sayings of all the philosophers, what should all this profit thee without the love and grace of God? Vanity of vanities, all is vanity, save to love God, and Him only to serve. That is the highest wisdom, to cast the world behind us, and to reach forward to the heavenly kingdom. ✝️ Lord, I thank you for your redemption and the gift of your most holy mother. Be pleased with the work of the MDM, with every salutation from every mouth that praises Our Lady. May we work always in Imitation of Your Son, Father, strengthen with wisdom by the Holy Spirit, to continue living in your Will toward the Kingdom! Through our Lord Jesus I pray this perfected prayer, perfumed by mother Mary Immaculate! Amen!

God, then, is the Father of the created world and Mary the mother of the re-created world. God is the Father by whom all things were given life, and Mary the mother through whom all things were given new life.  Without God’s Son, nothing could exist; without Mary’s Son, nothing could be redeemed. ~ST. ANSELM FROM THE SONG OF ZECHARIAH Father, the image of the Virgin is found in the Church. Mary had a faith that your Spirit prepared and a love that never knew sin, for you kept her sinless from the first moment of her conception. Trace in our actions the lines of her love, in our hearts her readiness of faith. Prepare once again a world for your Son who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. May the Lord bless us, protect us from all evil and bring us to everlasting life. Amen.

Hello all. May the Lord continue to inspire His Mystical Body with love and hope! I have total appreciation for all of the blessings in my life that have originated by the love and friendship found within the MDM. Many months ago, Keith Doucette sent me an email invitation to join in a men’s Friday morning Rosary with the Paradisus Dei ministry. Outside of the great Rosary cenacle of the MDM, this is the only other group that I have joined, and I am in awe and feel blessed to see over 400 men praying together first thing in the morning (630am CST). On one occasion, Fr. Peter Towsley, the Chaplain of the organisation, asked us prior to the Rosary to visualize ourselves within the context of each mystery, to put ourselves right there with the Lord during His passion. This made me smile, as often during my own private prayer time I was already trying to do this as best as I could. Two very beautiful “visions” occurred for me, and I barely was able to get through sharing the first with the group during the share time after prayer time. They happened during the mysteries of the scourging at the pillar and the crucifixion. Jesus was being beaten, hands tied and stretched above Him at the pillar. When I try to “see” the events of the mysteries, I typically see them from a distant vantage point, buried in the crowd, hidden behind a bush, or in the shadows of that cold, dim lit stable. Our Lord found me amongst that mob, I feel as though it was about half way through His severe torture. His eyes met mine as I crouched down further, in a useless effort to try not to be seen. I could not look away, which the fearful and guilty majority of me wanted to do. To my utter amazement, Jesus in deep pain still had a very recognizable level of love in His eyes. And then our Lord winked at me. With His right eye, amidst the lashes, He was trying to comfort me and did, with an indescribable sense that everything was going to be alright! My mind went racing and almost immediately I recognized this same love and care in His words to the crying women of Jerusalem. I discovered, by His grace, that tears of Joy can still be had even with tears of sorrow, because I was a mess directly after His wink, though it was no longer one emotion but many. The Lord did it to me again when I was kneeling at the foot of the cross. I was not directly under Him but somewhat closer than usual. His ravaged head was hanging down, eyes were barely open. Although He wasn’t looking directly at me, I just knew He was aware of my presence. I was crying, both in my imagination and sitting in that chair at that moment. Jesus raised His head slowly, from looking down and to the left, to slightly up and to the right. He simply said, “Mother”. With this, Mother Mary left St. John’s arms, walked about ten paces over to me, stood behind me and put her hands on my shoulders. I turned around to my left and hugged her tight, my arms wrapped round the back of her knees. I lost it. The Two Heart are One! May God continue to bless us all and this world!!! 💜✝️👑🔥🇻🇦

Hello all. I’d like to share something that occurred for me many months ago during morning prayer. I haven’t shared this with many. In fact, outside of my mother, the only person I can recall is Dennis Girard, who was so wonderful to offer a zoom meet to share it at the time. Due to a plethora of reasons, I have a difficult time calling it a vision from heaven. I must admit depression often skews my perception of things, coupled with an over-the-years developed sense of low self worth has made skepticism a predominant adversary. In addition, I have had an intense imagination from childhood that in some ways is helpful to me, but in others, a true tool of those opposed to God. At any rate, I have come to the point of feeling good about what I experienced and now feel confident that sharing it cannot hurt. I truly pray that it does quite the opposite, and helps others to be inspired with the reality that prayer, truly prayed from the heart, will put you squarely in the Throne room of God! I was in my room praying the Rosary. It was early morning and I had a candle lit which was the only light source. Sometime prior to this experience, I had discovered the Flame of Love movement, which, among other items of the devotion, it was said that mother Mary asked Elizabeth Kindleman to pray an additional request during the Hail Mary to blind Satan… Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with Thee, blessed are Thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of Thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, *spread the effect of grace of Thy Flame of Love over all of humanity,* now and at the hour of our death. Amen It was during this part of the prayer that the following happen. I saw myself in heaven, kneeling before God. The floor was like a perfectly shined white marble but where I was kneeling there was two indents or ruts in the floor that were slightly darker in shade and not as smooth. I realized immediately that this spot was worn from the countless souls that had been there before me. Mother Mary, as in times since, was standing in front of her throne, she is never sitting. Her eyes grew wide and her smile was breathtakingly beautiful. Her hands were together as if she was praying with me and she slowly turned her head left, simply looking over to our Lord Jesus, who Himself was sitting on His Throne. His hands were extended and resting on the arms of that mighty seat. He was looking at me lovingly but seemingly tired and worn out. He seemed quite aware that mother was gazing at Him and her turned His head to meet her eyes. When their eyes met, Jesus’ smile grew, His eyes showed me that words were not needed between them. He then slowly turned His head a little left from centre and slightly downward, looking directly at St. Michael the Archangel. Jesus slightly nodded His head, with which St. Michael smiled, seemingly excited, and began to create what looked like an electric ball of energy. This bluish ball grew in intensity and St. Michael then cast it down to earth with great force. Friends, I had, up until that point, never experienced being overwhelmed in prayer. I physically felt extreme shivers, my skin, especially my shoulders and the back of my arms for some reason, were like pins and needles. I cried so profusely, my nose would not stop running, and it took me many minutes to regain composure and try to analyse what-in-the-heck just happened! I tried to finish the Rosary, which I did, but admittedly not with the same level of concentration as before. I was so taken by the experience that it was all I could think about. My apologies for the length of this testimony. But thank you for reading it, and I pray that your discernment guided by the Holy Spirit in all things brings you closer to the greatest Father in heaven! JMJ 💜✝️👑🔥🇻🇦

Good morning friends. I wish to invite you all to help me in making an MDM Rosary video for a Rosary for priests. I recorded a 15 decade Rosary, which was a presentation to my parish on October 7th this year and recently was inspired with a thought to use it for the prayer video. If you would like to participate, please send me a list of about ten priests that you would like to have added. Please include their full name and parish. I will respect their privacy and not include location details or photos, it will be simply their name on screen at the Hail Mary being prayed for them. From your lists it is hoped to have 150 names. God bless you all and this world! JMJ 💜 ✝️👑🔥🇻🇦

Hello fellow MDMers! Felt inspired to share this with you all as well. It is part of a recent email to a good friend that I have made through the Marian Devotional Movement. Have a blessed day! Good morning. Just a quick note to let you know that I feel inspired this morning. I did pray that my angel be present with mother Mary last night to obtain any graces available to me, an unworthy soul in anguish. I must admit that I am still a novice at these sorts of things, ashamed at my remaining skepticism about prayer requests involving angels being "sent to collect". In a nutshell, if anything is possible with God, then why would this kind of "procedure" be necessary? Of course I realize answers to "why" questions often never find resolution in this life...logically we wouldn't need faith otherwise. Kind of like, why, with one person's request of healing did Jesus simply say "Your faith has healed you" and with another our Lord needed to make paste from dust and His spittle. Perhaps it is a simple as His calculated effort to show the uniqueness of individuals and situations. (I just know I couldn't think of that answer on my own. I also know that it is perhaps an answer far from the mark.) My inspired moment this morning was this: A man on my crew, seemingly judged by most as being "unique" for his mannerisms, interests, and weird thought processes approached me, in front of a couple others, and said, "I miss having supper with you. I miss our talks, they help calm my craziness inside." I wanted to cry. (Sitting in my hoist chair desperately trying to hold back the tears as I write this too. Today is a busy day in my work area, with many folks in and out all day hehe. It figures that God would work a "realization" on this day, knowing full well that tears always flow for me when I am smart enough to recognize His goodness...I love it Lord!) What makes this truly inspiring is multifaceted, but the basis is that last run (set of 14 days at the mine camp job) this man and I seemingly out of no where, out of plethora of topics, began to talk about God. He mentioned some unusual events in his life surrounding a relationship with a girl that involved potential demonic activity. I am no exorcist and as such, I explain to him the hierarchical nature of the church and that these sorts of things required suitable investigation by a priest well trained in this area. Lay persons can always pray and can have limited participation in deliverance efforts, but not exorcism. We shared many other things but this was the most intense. A day or so later I was inspired to give him one of my cards with my email on it and a blessed miraculous medal. I told him that I would pray for him and that if ever he wanted to talk further he would have me as a friend. I left it at that, not thinking anything further on it. Then...today happened. Typically, I am overly cautious about seeing things not there, about putting the fantastical in the wrong place. But this brought me that unique, overwhelming peace that reassures you that "things are going to be ok!" Gotta get going, thank you for being a great friend in Christ, for being that clutch instrument of His peace! Chris JMJ 💜 ✝️ 👑 🔥 🇻🇦