DAILY CATHOLIC     FRI-SAT-SUN     May 15-17, 1998     vol. 9, no. 95


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          With the messages for the world having been concluded three years ago, slowly the public "Hidden Flower of the Immaculate Heart" has been able to return to the fullness of being Cyndi Cain, wife and mother (roles she never abandoned even for a moment during the public years). However, after much prayer and discernment, she feels strongly that there is much God wishes her to share, for He continually teaches us in our hearts and with the grace of the Holy Spirit, we are to share, to learn, to grow and to be there for one another, as He is always there for us.

          In each weekend issue she hopes to find the time in a busy schedule of caring for a sick child, schooling another son, and the regular work of keeping up a home not to mention helping with the ministry, to write a few lines in sharing with all the experiences and lessons learned in her own introspection. Cyndi has chosen to call her few words, humble and poor in the face of the Almighty, "SYMPHONY OF SUFFERING", for He has placed these words in her heart. To suffer: How all hate the thought, and how, when one is a mother who is faced with the onset of an illness for which the cure may be years away we feel our hearts break in many places. Yet, God hears a beautiful melody here. The angels hear it, too, and so do the saints. The melody reaches to the Heavens and joins with the unending chorus of all the hosts of Heaven praising God. It is Cyndi's sincerest hope that perhaps, together with the reader, we can take our sufferings, which are different yet similar, and place them into this great hymn of praise to the Creator, our Lord, God and Savior, Jesus Christ, and learn to make beautiful music unto the Lord. Below is her first rendition.

Despite Heavenly gifts, we are still very human!

          For five years in our print publication A CALL TO PEACE my humble contribution were the messages given to me by Our Lord and His Blessed Mother for all the world. I was only an instrument, the "ink in the pen" for God's words to be given to everyone. Our Lord had told me, through locution, even before the public messages began that in His Heart He called me the Hidden Flower of the Immaculate Heart.

          From the first moment of the first public message until the last one received on the Feast of Corpus Christi in June 1995, there was a certain "celebrity" status given to me, a status I neither sought, desired, nor one that I particularly liked. During those years it was, at times, very painful being a "locutionist" for many were those who literally hung upon every word I spoke, never understanding that I was but a child of God, a fallible human being, a sinner just as everyone else is and was. They couldn't understand that the moments of the locutions were a gift given by God, controlled totally by God, and my only role in them was to obey God fully, to discern, test and then to write what I heard God speak to me.

          There was much suffering for my family and me during those years, sufferings that were pertinent to the role God asked of us, and of me. There were many then that said to us, to me, that it must be wonderful having God talk to you each and every day, directing your path at every instance. They didn't understand the cross that went with the gift. The failed to see the "thorn with the rose". Even more, they didn't understand that with the gift came the added responsibility of doing more, giving more, being answerable to God for the gift that was His, never mine.

          It has been nearly three years since the daily messages stopped. No more public messages. Have I ceased being God's Hidden Flower of the Immaculate Heart? God has not said so to me, but I know in my heart that I have not. For what He sees in us is the ultimate of His perfection, the cause and joy of His mercy. I am still Cyndi, still a wife, and a mother. The days and months and years now which have passed without the constant gift of interior and exterior locution have proven to me how much greater a gift it is to "not" hear in this extraordinary way, but to have faith which believes even though it does not "see."

          I have learned that there are far, far too many of us who seek for the supernatural in an extraordinary way, who chase after messengers and messages, not because we find God there, but because we find a kind of quick fix to our current situation. We want instant gratification, some assurance that we're going to be okay, no matter what events occur in the world.

          I have learned that the sufferings of those years when the messages were daily, around the clock with God, was the basis upon which the sufferings of the ensuing years without the messages rested.

          Somehow, I came to know from the many people I met in those public years somehow mistakenly believed that my husband, my children and I did not suffer, for we had supernatural signs and wonders going on all the time. They felt that we were elevated above our human nature, above the laws of human nature, and that we were "privileged" to "float in a supernatural realm."

          This, of course, was far, far from the truth. And, in time, when those who flocked to us realized that we were still in our humanity, still in our weaknesses and faults, they deserted not only us, but the ministry, seeking "greener" pastures where another "messenger" or "visionary" might just carry them along on the "supernatural ride" they believed God's messengers enjoy.

          Would that all could know how greater is the grace, how greater is the gift that is now - for there is only faith that keeps us moving forward. A faith that has absolute trust and confidence in God, and a faith that is motivated not by signs and wonders, but by love for perfect Love-God!

          The sufferings have not ceased by any means. They have changed. They have even increased. The sufferings are there not as punishment, but as a grace from God to help us on our path of salvation, and to assist so many other countless souls provided we, of course, unite all we are asked to do and bear by God to the Most Sacred and Sorrowful Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ.

        &nbs Until next time when I will detail the sufferings of a mother, I most humbly ask that you keep all of my family and myself in your prayers, and I assure you that never have I stopped praying for all of you.

Cyndi Cain

May 15-17, 1998       volume 9, no. 95
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