Notebook 15 True Life in God 131 Love will help you; adorn Me with purity, be My altar; bear with Me My Cross; altar, grieve not; I bless You, Father. I long for You. (Later on:) (This Sunday, September 13, was the second time from the beginning of this revelation that my soul felt in complete anguish, a sadness of an unexplicable reason; a bitterness that I thought I would not survive. Physically it hurt too. My chest was heavy and the pain ran down my arms. Jesus called me:) Vassula, synchronise with Me and feel My pain; they are recrucifying Me; Why, why do they do this to You? beloved, they know not what they are doing; Who’s doing this? many souls; I love them and yet they despise Me; Vassula, share My pain, be one with Me; We, us, Lord? yes daughter; together we are suffering because of the infidelity of men; hold My Hand, together; Together, Lord. September 15, 1987 Jesus, I can’t stand to have them wound You constantly. Hurry and let those thorns out! O daughter, I will point them out to you, one after the other, I will tell you where they are placed and with My Strength you will pluck out one by one; and instead of those thorns that wounded Me, I will let you offer Me only flowers from My garden of delights; for they have been growing under My Light, exhaling on earth their sweet fragrance, embellishing My garden; within My Heart and in Its most intimate depths, I still have the lance's blade; Vassula, this too will be removed; with My Power I will pull it out; I will not spare them this time! unite My lambs and tell them that, “I, the Lord, bless them” September 17, 1987 Vassula, I am sending you to him1 so that he hears of My Message; will you ask him to receive you? will you ask him to guide you? 2 (In an instant I suddenly saw in a vision given by the Lord, the demons who roam earth, overthrown! It was as if the dry soil they were standing upon, shook and cracked, lifted itself upward like a fist, overthrowing them and helplessly fell backward, powerless.) I come to unite My children and bless them; September 18, 1987 (This Friday I met the Greek priest inside the Greek Orthodox church. I told him everything. He listened, accepting all that I said. He wants to study now the revelation.) September 20, 1987 daughter, by now you must have understood how I work; believe, My Vassula, for in you I will breathe many 1The Greek Orthodox priest, Alexanthros. 2There God means, advise me.
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