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True Life in God
Notebook 12
Me, say to Me your words, let Me hear
them again, tell Me, “I love you Jesus,
you are my joy, my breathe, my rest, my
sight, my smile,”
daughter, were you given time to
think and meditate you would please Me
furthermore; you will from now on seek
Me in silence, love Me in absolute
silence, pray in silence, enter My
Spiritual World in silence;
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reward Me
now, I love you; honour Me by giving
yourself to Me, do not displease Me, be
Mine beloved, speak!
How in silence, Lord?
in silence looking at Me, I want you to
stay still, without having interferences of
any sort, seek Me in silence;
Without interferences at all?
none at all; desire stillness;
Jesus, how could I possibly find this
stillness in a family, it is almost impossible!
I will give it to you; I pity you, Vassula!
My remnant, My myrrh, My love, what
will I not do for you! My Heart fills with
compassion for your misery, and your
falls; I the Lord will help you - never feel
abandoned or unloved;
do you know how I felt that time you
felt so unloved?
Where?
in My Church;
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The unceasing prayer.
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After I had been told that sometimes Jesus does
refuse people and He can shut the door to them. (In
an argument I had with a priest, giving me to read a
passage from the Bible about the Canaanite women
whom He refused. But in the end, He did not refuse
her, He had only challenged her to show her faith –
but that, I did not know, and the one who showed me
this passage did not let me read till the end.) I had
gone to Church taking Holy Communion, so I felt
according to our agreement that I had taken
No, Lord.
I felt crucified all over again, bruised,
scourged, spat upon, nailed again;
Vassula, how I love you! help Me revive
My Church; help Me by letting Me use
you; courage, daughter, courage;
Jesus, I didn’t know that all this would hurt
You, I mean my feeling of being unloved!
no, you did not know either that I never
refuse anybody who comes to Me; I am
Love and Love is for everyone, no matter
how evil you can be;
June 1, 1987
Vassula, both My Hands have wounds,
both My Feet have wounds, My side is
open, wide open showing My Heart; they
are recrucifying Me;
Lord,
they are damaging My Church;
Lord, is it so very bad?
it is, evil has blinded them; love is
missing among them; they are not
sincere, they have distorted My Word,
they have lamed even My Body; My cup
of Justice is full do not let it brim over! I
want them to stop smothering My Body;
I, Jesus, am Love; I want them to stop
throwing venomous arrows at each
other; harmony among them will restore
part of the damage; truthfulness will
unmask evil, why all these ceremonies
when in truth they have nothing to offer
something not permitted, breaking all the laws of the
Catholic Church; and that I took something without
permission, thus being very evil. The following
Sunday I went to Church, I stood near the door, so
that I’m half out (since I felt unwanted) and since I
believed I was evil and that God was very angry with
me, I did not go forward with the others for
Communion, fearing I would make things worse if I
did.
© Vassula Rydén
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