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and rituals to Me, when their hearts are
petrified and arid?
I desire to fertilise this wilderness
with Integrity; I need warmth, I need a
living flame, purity, zeal and an ardent
love; allow yourselves to draw from this
Infinite Love and fill up your hearts; all I
ask from you is faithfulness, purity and
love; come, come and repent to Me,
come and change your lives; I will exalt
you and you will receive Me; I want to
remind you of My ways;
I have given you so many messages
and signs, signs that you ignore; have
you forgotten My words? do not be
surprised at the weak instruments I use
to manifest My words; why, I could take
any one of these stones and change them
into devout followers of Mine!
some of you will be seeking for proofs,
that it is I, Jesus, who gives you this
Message; have I not said, that I will pour
out My Spirit on all mankind and that
My sons and daughters will all prophesy,
that I will display portents in heaven and
on earth? My ways are not your ways
and My signs, are not your signs;
I am revealing My Face again, but how
many of you would believe? I groan with
pain, I stifle, I suffocate to watch My
seed filled with dead words; fidelity...is
this what you call yourselves to be when
your hearts are dead?
come, come and absorb from My
Heart; I ask you solemnly to repent and
amend; love Me purely and honour My
Holy Eucharist; yes, all you who deem
yourselves just and pious, come and
change your hearts; open your hearts
and receive Me and when you do, I will
unveil your eyes and open your hearing;
Vassula, I will dictate to you
tomorrow; you may rest, beloved; have
you discerned Me while I was editing?
Yes, Lord, You were at the back of my right
arm? Were You there?
I was, yes; yes, now I am facing you,
Vassula; yes, feel My Presence as you do;
fear not, I will be near you;
come let us rest in each other;
March 30, 1987
it is I, Jesus Christ;
all revelations are from Me; sip from
Me; a flower is growing near Me, sipping
from Me; My flower, sip while you grow,
absorb from Me; come, I love you;
Jesus, I don’t mean to use the language I
am using talking to You. It sounds very
disrespectful. It’s my daily language but I
don’t know another. Reading now books of
religious, nuns, the way they talk with You
is very different. Maybe they have been
taught? I don't mean to sound vulgar;
perhaps my heart speaks.
Vassula, I forgive your ignorance; I will
teach you, you are learning; you are
realising how wretched you are;
nevertheless, I love you; wretchedness
attracts Me since I can offer you My
Mercy; I have chosen you to show the
world My clemency;
I’m not proud (I probably represent most of
our ‘modern’ world ...) that You chose me
because of my bad qualities, and not of
merits. I feel like Juda ...
lo;1 Vassula you are not like Judas; you
are helpless, ignorant and wretched
beyond words; you are My beloved
whom I sanctified; I took care of our
union since you were unable to; My
desire is to form you; I united you to Me,
asking you to be My bride;
Jesus, I learned that really nuns do get
‘married’ to You.
1 Lo = ‘no’, in Hebrew.
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