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True Life in God
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asunder by a spirit of rebellion, a
rationalistic and naturalistic spirit has
populated My Body, who disown Me in
the Blessed Sacrament; of these, very
few are concerned for My Interests, and
so many are trampling upon My Laws as
if they were not given by God! there is an
antagonistic spirit hovering over My
Church, but not for long now ....
so I implore you, House of the West,
to go forward and unmask the Evil one
by unifying the dates of Easter as in the
primitive Church;
anyone who wants to become great
among you must be your servant, and
anyone who wants to be first among you
must be slave to all; My primitive
Church was like a child, innocent, and
full of love because she was carried in
the Arms of My Holy Spirit; then I
heard: “I am not a child any longer and I
can walk now by myself;” and since then
she stepped out of My Holy Spirit’s
embrace and accustomed her steps to
walk her own way ....
O child of the Father! My fruit! city
and bride of My Holy Spirit, your
fragrance left you .... so come back to Me
as a child and My grace will be upon you
and My Holy Spirit thrice Holy will be
your guide and your lamp;
for this I need intense poverty of the
spirit and an overflow of generosity, ah
... but children are poor in spirit and
generous too because Wisdom lives in
them and is their guide too;
(Later on:)
By Your Word, my God,
You raised me to sing to me
and to all my brothers and sisters
this new song of Love;
My bones were wasting away
and my heart had grown parched
and had become a land of drought;
ruin had crept on me
in my total unawareness,
I was empty and hungry and I lacked,
I was filled with everything but Goodness;
Marvel of Love,
You came in my night,
You came to the one who had ceased to be,
to fill me by the Breath of Your Mouth
and bring me to be;
And now I can say: I have been raised
in the Courts of my Father
and my flesh bloomed again
and my heart breathes and longs
for my God, thrice Holy, all day long;
God, my Saviour,
You know that I am not worthy
to walk in Your Sacred Courts,
but I love Your House,
I love the House where You live;
I am not worthy
to walk around Your Throne
and to gaze my fill on Your likeness;
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Lord,
let Your creation feast on Your Riches,
give them Rivers to drink,
give them abundant Manna to eat:
with You, my Lord, is the Fountain of Life,
with You, my Lord, is the Tree of Life,
so come, come in our darkness,
come by Your Light
so that we see Your Light;
Lord, my God, hear me and side with me,
Come and renew Your creation,
so that nothing can ever shake us again!
Glory be to God, the God of Glory,
my life, I give to You; Amen.
peace be with you; your petitions
reached Me ....
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can the dust do anything by itself?
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see?
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Image or Face.
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There was silence and I wondered for a brief
moment whether He had gone.
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He just wanted to prove to me that it is by the
Power of the Holy Spirit that I can hear Him.
© Vassula Rydén
