Notebook 10
True Life in God
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seconds in front of you;
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My daughter all
these years I had been waiting for you to
be in My so beloved Church;
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Lord and Saviour You have indeed
searched for me and found me and brought
me to You and Your Church
.
It has been
years .... You’ve been waiting years!!
I remained before My Cross and
everyone who came to worship Me I
blessed in turn;
(The Holy Cross had been placed in the
middle of the Church and so everybody
went by turn kissing It.)
April 17, 1987
(At the end of Holy Mass on Good Friday,
the priest distributes the flowers that
covered Jesus’ tomb. He gives bunches to
people. I received just three flowers in my
hand; I understood this as a sign from God
to remind me of the problem I had
understanding the Holy Trinity.
Two days went by and I did not write
which I missed terribly as when I write like
in meditation I contact and feel God very
much.)
My God, it’s been a long time!
how long;
Two days!
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Strangely enough while the Procession of the Cross
was going on, we had to move to give space to the
priest who carried the Holy Cross (about two meters
long) and the church boys with big candles following;
because of the dimness the priest was not looking
where he was going and went straight on me;
realising it he stood for a few seconds in front of me,
trying to see his way again; my cousin who was with
me noticed this incident immediately. My heart
raced as I could not back more, I faced the huge
Cross and as behind me the crowd had lit candles I
couldn't move!
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I had not been in that Church since the baptism of
my eldest son I think, fifteen years!
two days, Vassula? and I, who waited
years for you, what shall I say then?
I’m speechless. Jesus, I'm sorry to have
wounded You. Forgive me.
come, I forgive you; all I wish from My
beloved souls is to let Me arrest their
heart for just a few minutes and let me
pour into it My superabundant Love;
(Jesus said this in such tenderness and love.
Whenever God approaches me to give me
an important long message the devil or his
adepts attack me. I do not feel him
physically but the only thing he is allowed
to do in this guidance is manifest himself by
writing, thus insulting me and cursing me.
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Since I was taught by God to know the
difference and recognise his words I
usually avoid him to finish his word even,
which infuriates him. If it escapes my
notice God blocks my hand and it cannot
write. This paper is from my note book.
These attacks are always stronger when
God's important message is about to be
written. I have realised now the pattern ...
so I don’t give up although I do feel
hopeless at times.)
April 23, 1987
(Sometimes I wonder what freedom is,
before God’s call I was free too. I had my
family life in harmony and having really
no responsibility no cares, such as this
message which crushes me and weighs on
me, but then I was aloof from God.
Suddenly, God held me ... In the beginning I
did not like it, since I had no love for Him,
but in a short time only (three months)
after preaching to me He taught me to love
Him. Now after eight months the whole
Message is almost completed.
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It’s
weighing on me and I'm looking for
somewhere where I can unload It, it is so
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In a way it is a good sign, for he shows he exists,
and that this revelation annoys him, to say the least.
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So I thought...
© Vassula Rydén
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