Notebook 97
True Life in God
999
Luminous Manifestation,
I give praise and honour to You
and ask You to pity always
my wretchedness
and my unworthiness;
Kyrie eleisson;
ah, Vassula, whenever you are mindful
of your frailty and of your wretchedness
knowing that Life can only be drawn
from Me, I rejoice; whenever you admit
that you are a sinner and that only by
your total abandonment to Me you could
draw graces from Me, I can then proceed
in you and My Will can be accomplished
in you;
transfigured by the grace of the Breath
of My Holy Spirit, I will indeed proceed
My intentions in you;
I, Jesus, bless you, be one; ic;
February 5, 1999
What return can I make
to the Almighty’s Goodness
He showed to me?
He has performed marvels in me;
I have built My Throne in you to outlast
all time .... I am Your King who anointed
you so that you enter into My Kingdom;
I am the King of the safety of your soul;
My heart melts like wax and becomes
liquid in Your Divine Presence;
I rejoice in Your Splendour and Majesty;
You have demonstrated Your Power
by allowing Your Holy Presence
to flow through the desert
of my soul like a river;
alleluia! and everything
that was polluted in the aridity of my soul
was washed away
in the greatness of Your Love;
yes, My beloved, I am known for My
Mercy and for My tender Heart; have
you not heard how I can turn deserts
into rivers and arid grounds into springs
of water? extol Me at the meetings and
make this generation understand that
Royal Dignity is Mine; what return can
they make to Me for My Sovereignty?
My Royal Heart raises the poor in
spirit, I lift the needy and the wretched
to give them royal vestments allowing
them to walk in My Courts; I bless them
by imprinting My Holy Name all over
them opening the gates of virtue to them
so that their behaviour pleases My Royal
Dignity; schooled by Me they will learn
how to lead a blameless life;
I shall proclaim in all assemblies
the greatness of Your Name,
without fear I shall cry out
that Mercy is with us,
stooping from the heavens to reach us;
and to those who hound me,
lovingly intervene;
rescue me from human oppression;
support me as You have promised me
and let the foul and lying tongue
be subdued;
have you noticed any limitations? go on,
say it ....
Am I wrong if I say: on the “inner walls” of
Your House, there, I find not much of a
support ...
no one will be able to strike you down
not even the "inner walls", as you have
called them, of My House, so long as I
am with you and by your side;
the “inner walls” would have closed
over you, but the masons who toiled to
build those “inner walls” have toiled in
vain; your mere zeal for My House which
devours you will topple them ...
I have not asked you whether you had
support on the “inner walls” of My
House or not; I have asked you if you
have noticed any limitations ...
© Vassula Rydén