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True Life in God
Notebook 77
March 6, 1995
(Suddenly the Cross on me became too
heavy.)
In the beginning my Lord,
You cuddled me
and watched each breath of mine
with a motherly tenderness.
You modelled me, remember,
as soft clay is modelled
with so much care,
never have I felt that I was being felled
so that I can start my life again;
so tender was Your touch.
You then endowed me
with Your Holy Spirit, the Life-Giver,
and my days since then ran hurrying by,
seeing only delight in their flight;
Why am I today trodden
by the insensitive who cannot peer
through their shadowed darkness?
They who live
under an impenetrable veil
and who have to grope their way
when they have to walk?
You promised me that their greatness
will be brought to nothing
and their wisdom to dust.
You are known to save those
of downcast eyes and the innocent,
You are known to take note
of everything said and done,
am I to be constantly crushed
beneath the Rubble?
1
How much more can I be struck?
Has my staggering
not challenged You yet?
Can I become more abject
than I am already?
And now You delight to have me
where light itself
is like the dead of night.
1
The Rubble: the spiritually dead.
listen, My lamb: to tell you now that I
will unburden
2
you from My Cross, you
so generously asked Me to share with
Me, would be complete folly on My part!
the trials you are bearing for Me are not
more than anyone has .... do not lose
heart, daughter, and do not venture to
say: “has He who assesses the heart no
understanding?” My Wisdom cannot be
explored by men;
look! your race is not over, after all
have you not heard with what
desperation the prisoners of Hades
3
knock on your door?
4
have I not
schooled you so that your heart
understands your mission? Vassula!
have you not heard their groans?
tormented in the night, those souls dash
at your door for help;
5
you are feeble and
you waver now ..... do not disappoint Me
.....
in time of famine I came to you to
nourish you and again, in time of death,
I will save you; so make Me happy and
allow Me to use you for My Interests;
love Me and let your love for Me
augment so that vermin will never cover
your flesh; augment your prayers and
offer them for My intentions; I will never
hide My Face from you, never;
6
Fruit of My Love, Flower of My
Thorned Crown, Blossom of My Church,
do not be intimidated by My Nails;
Pupil-of-My-Council, do you not know
that humiliation and calumny sanctify
you? have you forgotten that I have
counted you as one of My daughters of
My Church? what is more desirable than
2
The word “unburden” here has a double sense.
First, “relieve”. Second, “burden” also means “an
oracle”, in Hebrew (“Massa”). The second meaning
of “unburden” here is, then: “to tell you now that I
will stop giving you oracles”, etc. Read: Jr. 23:33-40.
3
Purgatory.
4
Several times between 4.00-4.30 am the door to my
bedroom was nearly dashed down from the souls’
knocks.
5
Help to them is given by prayers.
6
Jesus said these words very solemnly.
© Vassula Rydén