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Notebook 89
True Life in God
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elect too may fall in their treachery;
those false prophets are being poured on
you like rain, bringing so much mischief
and so much confusion, My poor
children .... words and false oaths fill
their mouths and their prophecies are
like poisonous weeds that thrive now in
the furrows of the Lord’s field; their
roots are spreading to bring forth new
poisonous weeds;
the danger signals echo in your ears,
My children, but you do not seem to
understand or discern those signals;
they search for the wind that will carry
their voices higher than King Solomon’s,
the prophet Elijah’s or Moses’, declaring
themselves stupendously greater,
1
by
crowning themselves and asking
themselves: “is it not wonderful to have
so much power?” be warned, lest you be
deceived and may God endow your
hearts with discernment, so that His
Glory given before your eyes, draws you
into the Truth;
April 24, 1997
(Jerusalem)
(While praying in the prayer group of True
Life in God, in Jerusalem, Christ called me
to receive the following message.)
My beloved souls, you are My gift; your
presence here is a gift to Me; your
prayers are a caress on Me, may you be
blessed ....
and you,
2
your tears are a soothing
balm on My Wounds, My sister;
I am with you, My friends, remain
with Me; ic;
1
Our Blessed Mother is giving us a warning for those
that declare themselves greater than Solomon, or
those who go around saying that they are Elijah or
Moses, or Enoch. Then there are the other souls in
total illusion dragging many to read their illusions,
and follow them.
2
Jesus was speaking to a nun who was present.
May 6, 1997
My Lord, my Cup, my Banquet,
I lack nothing in Your Presence,
Blessed be Your Name thrice holy;
Down in the dust I laid, until Your Word
came to my ear and revived me;
then, in Your great Love and Compassion,
You kissed my eyes to open them;
I began to see;
I saw beyond the zenith of the stars
and beheld in my heart Your Magnificence;
I saw the Invisible God,
and the One who was Inaccessible
to my touch was suddenly
all around me and within me!
the Impenetrable
instantly became penetrable
with a simple utterance from His Mouth,
the Intercessor within me
lifted my spirit in a cloud
and together with Him
and through Him, brought my soul
in full communion with You,
to penetrate into the very depths
of Your Majesty.
My Vassula, I laid down My Love before
your very eyes;
3
have you not noticed
how I surrounded you with songs of
deliverance? – would you like Me to sing
to you one more of My songs?
O yes! I would like You to sing to me, and
for me, an endless song.
I will sing this song
4
which will be sung
for all eternity and for all of you; and
you, My beloved, you may be My harp
and My lyre, accompanying My Voice;
come, come and tell your soul:
3
When Jesus was explaining Himself to me He used
a gesture with His Hands. He had both His Hands
lifted as if carrying someone then lowered them all
the way down as if He put gently down someone.
4
The messages of Love from Jesus are songs. God’s
Word is so beautiful that it becomes a canticle to the
soul.
© Vassula Rydén
