True Life in God
Notebook 107
1100
2003
January 6, 2003
(Epiphany)
Let me praise my God for His Goodness
and His marvellous deeds
in return for all that He has done for us
and for the great and tender Mercy
He has shown us;
He who transcends the heights,
He who is robed in Royal Power,
He who is vested in glittering sapphires,
has never deserted us, His people,
because we are the bone of His Bone,
the flesh of His Flesh
and the breath of His Life-giving Spirit;
and it is like Scriptures say of His Beauty:
“His Head is golden, purest gold,
His locks are palm fronds
and black as raven;” His Eyes are like
a turquoise transparent pool,
and when His gaze falls upon you,
with that single glance your soul swoons
while it ravishes your heart,
shattering it, wounding it;
the rarest essences are His,
and when He passes by near you,
the breeze wafting the scent
of our Lord on you
transcends any glory;
it is a dialogue on its own ...
when He opens His Mouth
and the Word comes out,
an inundating ray of light
sheds out at the same time
more brilliant than any suns,
brightening the whole cosmos;
giving life to everything;
like a Bridegroom
wearing his matrimonial wreath
1
He walks in a lordly manner
and my soul rejoices
in just watching Him pass me by ...
while I am melting away in His Light ...
your Ode, flower, infatuated me; and I
am pleased with Myself that the work of
My Hands gives Me praise and glory;
Vassula, you would have never been
able to glorify Me unless I was joined to
you; you would never be able, either, to
accomplish this work that surpasses
your ability were I not joined to you; yes,
what ability has man, unless it is given to
them from above?
so now, daughter, go and proclaim to
the nations all that I have done for you,
and all that you have seen, and how in
the beginning I had dealt with your guilt,
and how I have espoused you to Me in
an ineffable manner;
I visit the earth now and then to water
its desert and make rivers that brim with
lustrous water to provide grain;
2
then
those who are willing to gather
3
the
harvest will eat it and will profit from it,
praising Me; those who refuse to gather
the harvest, while there is no grain, these
will die ...
My Presence is Life and Light; My
Presence is Hope and Salvation; look, I
am like the rising sun that sheds its light
after darkness to give light to those who
live like the jackal in darkness, and on
those who live in a land of deep shadow,
1
In the Orthodox marriages it is customary that the
bride and the bridegroom wear this wreath linked
with each other by a ribbon.
2
Spiritual grain = spiritual manna.
3
I also heard ‘collect’ at the same time.
© Vassula Rydén