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Notebook 96
True Life in God
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Lord God, I always feared
the praises of people on me
and I always wondered
how these things affected You;
all the while I tried to guard myself
against this worldly fervour
because from the beginning
You made me understand
my utter wretchedness
and how I was the least of them all;
Your Words were like a hammer
hammering in my soul,
engraving them on my heart;
now and then,
You reminded me of my nothingness
and that if I dared lift my chin
even for just a moment,
I would lose Your Heart
and all the divine graces too.
In Your exuberant Love
You held me close to Your Heart
and protecting me in this way
You made me understand You,
and that by remaining a nothing
You would take so much pleasure
in this effacement,
because You would do ALL and be ALL!
From my very early childhood
the devil used to appear to me
like a growling black dog
ready to tear me into pieces,
but Your all-powerful action protected me;
Your constant Presence guarded me,
leading me in this divine union
of Your Heart, remaining indissolubly
united with the Godhead.
Led then by such an indescribable way
that to this day it appears to me
as a dream ....
Spouse of souls, I love You!
behold this Heart which chose you, it is
the same that was pierced .... you have
tasted it, felt it, heard it; still, My own
and My child, our work is not finished
because My Blood is continuing to
stream out of My Heart in rivers;
You are my only Good. What can I do for
You?
listen and write: many of My ministers
have laid My Vineyard waste and My
sheep are scattered; many of them have
reduced My House into a ruin, a
desolation .... and they know it; there is
no peace among them and they know it;
I am disappointed with them and this is
why they do not want to hear Me; can
their vows rid them of their sin?
No, my Lord, I believe not, for sin is sin.
they should observe My ways and
repent; then, like a scent of myrrh their
perfume will rise up and perfume My
House; I, then, will cultivate My sons
1
and will wait with delight for their fine
harvest;
2
I confide My Ministers to you
.... your Maker will hear your prayers;
intercede for them; pray and ask the
Father whose forbearance is long to
forgive them; do not delay .... do you not
know that even your child-like babblings
are heard by the Father and graciously
He responds to them? He has granted
you so many favours; your advantage
being ever so weak, and your very
wretchedness makes Him stoop from
His Throne;
Lord, I offer to You my will
and all that would give
more glory to Your Name;
You are my Royal Banquet;
bringing and giving food to the poor is
Our delight; remain in close union to My
Heart and listen to its pulsations .... ic;
1
Ministers or shepherds.
2
Suddenly our Lord turned to me and when He said:
‘I confide My ministers to you ...’ I felt as though He
took off His back the whole Church He was carrying
and placed it on my back.
© Vassula Rydén
