Notebook 96
True Life in God
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intervention, to prepare them and give
them entirely to you all, to admonish
you; through My Word I let them know
My Will;
My prophets are those who by grace
are nourished directly from My Mouth
and by placing My Word directly into
their mouth; they come to all of you still
dripping with heavenly dew and their
words fall on you like refreshing rain;
My prophets’ words, that come with
My direct intervention are like a sword,
to drive the apostatised to repentance,
giving Me honour and glory; their words
flare like a torch in the darkness of your
soul; many of their bones flourish again
from the tomb;
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if any one asks: “why is our Lord
emphasising the place of His prophets?”
tell them this: “our Lord says, ‘do not go
round My words in order to justify your
rationalism; renounce your sin and be
happy; may your souls rejoice in the
Mercy of your Lord;
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do not persecute
My prophets, for they are My angels
consoling with My Word all of you; their
function is to warn you and to lead all of
you to repentance,’”
so now is the time of repentance;
renounce your sin and find favour with
Me;
ah, Vassula, I brought a seed out of
Egypt, to plant it where My enemy took
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I understood that prophets will never end being
sent to us; also the fact that the prophet Elijah never
died but was taken up, symbolises that prophecy will
never die.
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To persecute and condemn God’s intervention is a
mortal sin because they are condemning His Mercy.
What is written here below is taken from S.
Catherine of Siena. The Father dictates to her: “Men
are continually being scandalised by My Works,
which are all just, and all performed in truth through
love and mercy. With this false judgment, and with
the poison of envy and pride, the Works of My Son
were slandered and unjustly judged, and with lies did
His enemies say: ‘This man works by virtue of
Beelzebub.’ Thus wicked men, standing in self-love,
impurity, pride and avarice and founded in envy, and
in perverse rashness with impatience are for ever
scandalised at Me and My servants…”
away the earth’s supply of food; with
tenderness and care I cleared a space for
it, I anointed it, and planted it; anxious
to save My people from ruin I fertilised
its soil; it took root and grew into a tree;
its branches stretched as far as the sea;
its fruit, abundant and succulent;
although it was visited often with
thunder, hurricanes and fiery tempests,
it did not waver;
within three years and a few days My
enemy trembled and shuddered; blazing
with anger, heavy with threats, he raised
an army to sift its fruits with the sieve of
destruction, to harness them in a bridle;
but I gathered each one of them and hid
them in My Heart; often as men have
attacked My tree they have never
overcome it, for My Triune Blessing was
on it; ah .... and how often ploughmen
have set to work on its back, making
furrows to break it, but My right Hand
shattered their yoke, throwing them all
into confusion;
how blessed the nations that will find
shelter under its branches and eat its
fruit which I sealed with My Holy Spirit!
– the Word of Life was given to you
freely so that you, in your turn, My
Vassula, give it freely to the dying; woe
to those who stretch their hand with fire
to destroy what has been planted by Me!
I will continue to cover you with My
sweetness, graciously deploying in you
like a sweet substance so that the whole
world would taste My sweetness; let
your accusers pass away like a fading
shadow;
I, the Lover of mankind, your Lord
and your God, ask to kiss you with the
kisses of My Mouth,
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perfuming you to
remain delightful in My Sight;
be good;
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Sg. 1:2.
© Vassula Rydén