Notebook 15
True Life in God
131
Love will help you; adorn Me with
purity, be My altar; bear with Me My
Cross; altar, grieve not;
I bless You, Father. I long for You.
(Later on:)
(This Sunday, September 13, was the
second time from the beginning of this
revelation that my soul felt in complete
anguish, a sadness of an unexplicable
reason; a bitterness that I thought I would
not survive. Physically it hurt too. My chest
was heavy and the pain ran down my
arms. Jesus called me:)
Vassula, synchronise with Me and feel
My pain; they are recrucifying Me;
Why, why do they do this to You?
beloved, they know not what they are
doing;
Who’s doing this?
many souls; I love them and yet they
despise Me; Vassula, share My pain, be
one with Me;
We, us, Lord?
yes daughter; together we are suffering
because of the infidelity of men; hold My
Hand, together;
Together, Lord.
September 15, 1987
Jesus, I can’t stand to have them wound
You constantly. Hurry and let those thorns
out!
O daughter, I will point them out to you,
one after the other, I will tell you where
they are placed and with My Strength
you will pluck out one by one; and
instead of those thorns that wounded
Me, I will let you offer Me only flowers
from My garden of delights; for they
have been growing under My Light,
exhaling on earth their sweet fragrance,
embellishing My garden; within My
Heart and in Its most intimate depths, I
still have the lance's blade; Vassula, this
too will be removed; with My Power I
will pull it out; I will not spare them this
time!
unite My lambs and tell them that, “I,
the Lord, bless them”
September 17, 1987
Vassula, I am sending you to him
1
so
that he hears of My Message; will you
ask him to receive you? will you ask him
to guide you?
2
(In an instant I suddenly saw in a vision
given by the Lord, the demons who roam
earth, overthrown! It was as if the dry soil
they were standing upon, shook and
cracked, lifted itself upward like a fist,
overthrowing them and helplessly fell
backward, powerless.)
I come to unite My children and bless
them;
September 18, 1987
(This Friday I met the Greek priest inside
the Greek Orthodox church. I told him
everything. He listened, accepting all that I
said. He wants to study now the
revelation.)
September 20, 1987
daughter, by now you must have
understood how I work; believe, My
Vassula, for in you I will breathe many
1
The Greek Orthodox priest, Alexanthros.
2
There God means, advise me.
© Vassula Rydén
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