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more revelations; abandon yourself
entirely to Me and let My finger imprint
on you My Word; come, little one, and
caress Me;
Yes, Lord.
(By this Jesus means to caress Him on His
big portrait I have from the Holy Shroud. It
is in my habit while I meditate and talk to
Him to often stretch my hand on His
portrait caressing His Wounds and as if I
want to wipe away the streaks of blood,
soothing Him. This I do without thinking
because of my meditation, which absorbs
me entirely.)
Vassula, Garabandal’s apparitions of
Myself and My Mother should be
authenticated; hear Me, Vassula, every
time My Mother appeared to My chosen
souls illuminating them with Her grace,
I stood beside Her, but no eye could see
Me; I sometimes appeared as an infant
to bless those that glorified Me;
daughter, I wish that these places of
apparitions are honoured more; I wish
that the Holy See would honour Me by
blessing those Sacred places; Vassula, I
do not mean Lourdes and Fatima, I
mean Garabandal as well; I come to
glorify Garabandal’s apparitions;
I wish to see My Holy See there and
bless that place, rectifying all that has
been distorted and wrongly proclaimed
by My sacerdotal souls who wound Me,
lift the doubts and efface the abuses
given by those who defied the
apparitions, would My Holy See do this
for Me?
Lord My God, how will they know all this?
leave, Vassula, this work for Me; I will
find a way of letting them know;
daughter, I wish that each time I give
them a sign of My Presence, no matter
how small, I wish that My Holy See
glorifies My sign by blessing it; I want
the world to know of My Presence, of My
Riches, of My Mercy and of My Heavenly
Works; I wish that My Holy See
propound My given signs in larger scale,
feeding the world; I want My land
fertile; do not let them pluck the few
flowers left; I want this wilderness
irrigated, who will water My garden?
why do they neglect My flowers?
Beloved Jesus, if I’m not mistaken, it took
them seven years to confirm your miracle
of Fatima. My God, I can see refusals,
rebukes, difficulties of accepting.
flower, do not grieve; let Me help you;
Vassula, I always reach My goals;
September 21, 1987
My God, how much I want everyone to love
You and turn to You, recognising You.
O daughter, how much I want this too!
(God seemed longing for this to happen!)
How I wish that the world realises that You
are among us ever so present. How much
You love us, how I wish that they realise we
are only passing by on earth, and that you
are waiting for us, how I wish that they
love one another, stop their hatred and
egoism, live for one another, care for one
another, worship You our Father, unite,
how I wish them to believe in Your signs
and not hide them away thinking they are
making You a favour. How I wish they
realised how wrong they are and see your
Riches!
Vassula, your desires are given by Me to
you; they are infiltrating in you I will
keep My Flame ablaze in you, altar,
forever; diffuse My words, “I, the Lord,
bless My children of Garabandal”
Lord, I diffuse in the capacity I have. I need
channels to diffuse it broader.
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