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True Life in God
Notebook 82
come, My daughter, do your best and I
shall do the rest; Yahweh in His glory
blesses you; let your fruits increase;
1
flame of My Son’s Eyes, remember,
you are not alone; I am with you;
January 30, 1996
My Spouse,
2
do not let me
return to You empty handed;
let me come back to You with
vessels of incense and vessels of fruits:
a whole army ready to sacrifice themselves
for Your Will.
My sacrifice, live for Me, take your oil
from Me; listen, break into joyful cries,
should anyone attack you for My sake;
count this as an honour; feeble, oh,
feeble soul, when will you learn? when?
why can I not feed you this daily bread of
which I have tasted with fervour to save
you and glorify My Father? you should
ask for more, you should ask that it
comes like rain on you; you say: “My
Spouse, do not let Me return to you
empty handed,” and I tell you: My Bride,
how right you are, therefore, take the
advice from your Spouse: plead for more
sufferings, bring to Me this incense you
have promised Me; recover, and come
back to your senses;
I could, if you let Me, overwhelm you
with trials, set-backs, the lot; can you
not see how highly favoured you are? do
not brood anymore; remain the brilliant
flame of My Eyes, and do not try to put it
out .... indeed, I have you exposed as a
banner with My insignia on you, to the
world, but the world refuses to see that
the insignia is Mine so they pick up
1
This was uttered like a command.
2
Is. 54:5: “... Your Creator will be your husband ...”
stones to hurl on My banner .... others
pursue you like frenzied hunters;
find your happiness in the tyranny
they inflict on you; I will not allow them
to give you more than what is necessary;
the Almighty who is all-seeing will note
every one of your steps; and if they
wrong-do you more than your portion,
My Father and I will relieve you,
bringing you into your inheritance;
do not think that I Myself am not
pierced when they pierce you, what they
do to you they do to Me; I sigh with pain
within you; they are tyrannising Me in
you; it costs Me no effort to remove a
tyrant .... but I tell you now, let it be so
for a while and trust Me; I am
sanctifying My dwelling place with a
sacrifice ....
and now remain obedient to Me by
keeping your vows of fidelity .... they
refused My gift of delight .... they shed
innocent blood and their hands are
covered with this blood; ic;
January 31, 1996
My Beloved went down to my room
to press me to His Sacred Heart
and carry me away with Him,
riding the winds.
I am my Beloved’s
and my Beloved is mine forever.
Today my Beloved
has the most sorrowful Eyes
and His Head leans on my shoulder.
“Fountain of Living Water”,
who has grieved You so much?
My own have, My very own .... I am so
worn out, there is no fathom to My
sorrow ... I cannot conceal My distress
from you, Vassula .... nothing can be
hidden between the two of us any more
since I have set you so close to Me;
hear what your Beloved has to say
now: He who created you, your Maker
© Vassula Rydén
