Notebook 49 True Life in God 491 gift; My treasure is sought by many, but few can have it; Vassula, Vassula be in union with Me, desiring Me at the same time, for this is the perfect fruit of devotion; how I delight to take this fruit! offer Me your time, offer Me your hand, be My tablet; have I not sanctified you in My Holiness? so offer Me in your turn your self, your will, your energy; allow Me to use you little one; allow My Love to cover you, My dove; love Me; January 9, 1991 (I wept for all the false accusations said about me by “...” and that damage so much.) flower, this is My Cross too; but allow Me to treat you as I please; your love reaches Me as incense; when a sudden deadly scourge descends on you, My child, offer it to Me; I shall make good use of it; nations1 are at the verge of war, do you understand?! little one, offer Me your sufferings, because there is an anger ready to flame ... have My Peace ... have confidence in Me, My Vassula; remember, I shall comfort you; then there is your angel by your side to console you and dress your wounds; but for the time being allow Me to leave My Cross on you; courage, daughter! My Cross is heavy and weighing on you, but I know that you will be willing to carry It till the end; I, the Lord, bless you; I shall reward you in heaven; (Daniel, my angel.) your Jesus loves you; it is I, Daniel; remember, the Lord has rested you, but now, would you not want to rest Him 1The Gulf War. too? Vassula, satisfy Him then, and allow Him to crush you with sufferings; there is a big price to pay for Peace, there are many lives at stake; how often does the Lord crush you with such a weight? Not often. no, not many times; so the few times He does, accept them and do not be vehement about it; Vassula, all these sacrifices are not going in vain; they fortify you as well; remain in God's Love; eager He is, to purify you, eager be, to glorify Him; Daniel your angel; d (I smiled. Somehow my angel always manages to make me smile. I smiled at the prose he has written. That is typical of my angel.) January 16, 1991 O Lord! where are You again? like thirsty ground, I yearn for you, reach down from above and visit me; My lamp is running short of its oil; come as usual to fill my lamp. have My Peace; upon My Shoulders I am carrying you; like a shepherd carrying His weak lamb, I carry you, because I know you are weak, miserable and unable to walk by yourself; I, the Lord, am pouring on you grace after grace, for your survival; I overlook all that you do not do in My favour, daughter; have confidence; I have rescued you from Death to walk by My side, I have rescued you, flower, so that you walk in My Presence, But Jesus.
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