True Life in God
Notebook 109
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My Lord, ever so graceful,
unique in Your beauty,
manifold and subtle,
ever so active in those who possess You
or who call upon You;
incisive and unsullied,
more resplendent than the sun,
outshining all the constellations
put together,
uncomparable to any light,
You deploy Your fragrance
around the entire universe;
in Your ardour and Love,
wonders and signs are one of
Your so many precious gifts,
given to fortify Your temples,
embellishing Your brides,
so that this generation,
dearer to You than anything existing,
might receive the Kingdom within them
and that is Christ Himself;
anyone who contemplates You,
O Holy Bridegroom,
will definitively be charmed and seized
by Your incomparable
beauty and grace;
to know and to have met intimately
the Author of Beauty, the Author of All,
is to be already in Him;
I ask You in Your Great Love
You have for us
to approach all those
who have not yet experienced You
so that they may not be estranged
from Your Divinity;
deign to take form in each one of us
so that when being in Your Light,
we might be englobed
and one in Your Light...
My intention in this noble Ode is to draw
everyone in My radiant Light and receive
the fullness of Christ; you have learnt
that freedom is to be found in Me:
freedom from flesh, in order to be
deified and be called sons and daughters
of the Most High; freedom in Me who
will raise you in the delights and joys of
heaven to receive the blessedness that is
there for you since the beginning of your
foundations and at all time;
My Ode to you, generation, will be
sung to you so that you drink it and
inebriate your soul because My Words
will be sweeter than wine; and you in
your turn, inebriated, will praise My
Love above wine, declaring to My angels:
“how right it is to love Him! His
appearance is unparalleled,
His
conversation is sweetness itself; His Lips
moist with grace; in majesty and
splendour He utters His Word, stirring
my heart with His noble theme; of all
divine beings
1
He is the most desirable,
the most handsome; and now, like a
river which is rushing to irrigate the land
after having been kept back by a wall,
2
I
desire Him to flow in me and irrigate my
thirst; I still consider myself spiritually
dead and in this death I drew in the
tomb together with me any virtue that
might have been worthlessly inside me
since Your Light was not within me; O
Lamp of our soul, come! bring me back
to Life and I will praise You night and
day!”
and I will respond to your plea and
remind you that flesh and blood cannot
inherit Our Kingdom, for what is
perishable cannot inherit what lasts for
ever; do not worry, I will heal your guilt
since you desire it and I will flow in you
as a river, refreshing your aridity and
sterility; your abandonment to Me is the
only way together with your repentance I
could transfigure your mind to have the
mind of Christ and discover Our Will; to
penetrate God’s motives or understand
1
Angelic forces.
2
Dam.
© Vassula Rydén