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Vassula, come to Me; My five Wounds
are open; Vassula, penetrate into My
Wounds and feel My pain; come, let My
Blood sanctify you in My Wounds,
glorify Me; I will guide you, daughter;
freely I give, so give freely too; I the Lord
will return with My Holy Book;
(Jesus had a small book with Him.)
discern and read where I point,
“betrothed, blessed of My Soul, daughter
of Mine; feed My lambs; scatter My
grains, let them yield a rich harvest, reap
it and give My Bread freely; I am the
Bread of Life; feed My sheep, I am
always with you till the end of times;”1
My God, thank You for Your Guidance. I
sound arid with these naked words but I
have to put them on paper. May Your
Name be Blessed forever and ever!
I love you; I will not forsake you; we will
work together; do not weary writing;
now I have sealed My Message of Peace
and Love, I will guide you, Vassula;
come to Me;
I shall follow You, Lord. I love You.
leave Me free to act in you,
Lord, may Your will be done.
I will instruct you with Wisdom;
(Later on:)
(Yesterday after the end of God’s Message I
felt God in me and I in Him so very much, I
felt I could not separate ever.)
My companion, I love you; Vassula, give
Me everything, give Me all you have;
1 The contents of the book revealed my mission. The
Apostolate.
I have given You my love. I have given You
myself. I have detached my feelings from
earth. I have surrendered. Can I give You
anything more?
daughter, I love to hear you
surrendering; let Me be your Captor;
(I could feel Jesus this evening so strongly
that I could see distinctly His Face which
was not easy the other times. This evening
He seemed so very intense, fervid, eager,
like someone who comes determined with
fervour to convince someone who is
lukewarm.)
will you kiss My Wounds?
(I did, in a ‘mystic’ way. Then I asked Jesus
to sit at the chair nearby me. Immediately I
felt ‘mystically’ again that He did. He faced
me and stretched His arm on the table
reaching me on my copy-book. Jesus
imprints in my mind these impressions.)
flower of Mine, devote yourself entirely
to Me, are you ready to hear Me?
Yes, Jesus.
betrothed, blessed of My Soul, freely I
gave, so freely give; unite with Me, be
one with Me; look into My eyes;
(I did.)
Jesus, what can I do more?
love Me,
But I love You, I said it many times, and
You know I mean it. My soul longs for You.
You wanted me to be detached, and I
became detached.
do I, Vassula, not long for you?2 do I, as
your God not suffer too?3 beloved, live in
2 That is where I understood what it meant that “The
soul longs for its God, and its God longs for its soul.”
3 From being separated by being in flesh the soul.
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