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to all nations
to honour Your Fatherly Love.
Will my Good Lord respond
from His Holy heavens?
will He give His response to this sinner,
to this unworthy clay?
I, Yahweh, bless you; I will refresh your
soul, My Name is engraved now on your
heart; listen:
I come to meet you with blessings;
daughter, you have asked for life, My
delightful child, I am Life and I am here
with you now; I will never abandon you;
ah Vassula, let Me reassure you: human
strength shall never prevail in My Plan
of Salvation;
I am the Author of this book; although
your enemies avoid the light lest they be
revealed, but wait for you, in darkness to
pounce on you; do not be afraid, My
Eyes are watching over you; no
earthborn human will strike My child;
yes, you will be calumniated and abused,
but have you not seen the result of My
good Works? I am telling you this to
encourage you; although the Beast and
its followers will keep on hounding you
as hunters after their game, do not be
afraid, they will not reach their aim; as I
once said: they will try and erase you
altogether from the surface of the earth;
they will redouble in strength but not
one of them will be able to touch My
territory and My property; – you are My
Territory and My Property – I have you
encircled by many angels who guard
you, and I, Myself, am your Sentinel;
for your own part, build and plant in
My service and I, I shall knock down and
overthrow your aggressors who in reality
are My aggressors; as for your
persecutors, pray for them; show
kindness and mercy, repay evil with
love;
My Presence is all around you and
wherever you are;
September 6, 1995
Like a strayed sheep I had gone my way;
from arid ground
I had tried to nourish my soul
and from the dry rock
I had hoped to receive my drink.
Ah, my injuries from lacking
were devouring me,
and my sins appeared to be incurable.
The mere sight of me
was a scandal to Your angels,
an abomination to Your Eyes,
O Most Holy Trinity, most pure God.
Your angels and saints
stood aghast and stupefied
at my total rebellion.
Day in, day out, I went about, lacking.
I trod in the shadows of the night,
parched with thirst,
spent the night fatherless,
huddling instead thistles and thorns.
Starved out of my flesh
I could not comprehend
why had this misery befallen me?
Why had the light of my eyes left me?
O evil inclination,
did you expect sympathy?
My downfall was greeted
with an immense applause
by a multitude of demons
for they had managed
to pluck me from my Shepherd’s Fold,
and rob me from my Sight,
my Joy, my Love and my Life ....
and when life in me was just about
to trickle away forever,
You, Father! You came
with stupendous power and glory.
And with immense pity,
You, Father, tore the heavens to reach me,
from Your holy dwelling,
You descended
dressed in fearful splendour.
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