Notebook 16 True Life in God 139 been rejected as the stone rejected by the builders that became the keystone? honour Me by accepting contempt, mortification, humble yourself, be like Me, remember? have I not said that you are to serve Me among wretchedness, have I not said that you will have no rest? accept what I offer you, fear not of mortifying yourself; I will leave two drops of Blood from My Bleeding Heart1 on your heart covering it entirely; hallowed by My Hand, live under My Light, learn to be rebuffed; (I felt St. Mary near me.) St. Mary? light a candle for Me, Vassula, and repair his fault; 2 ask Jesus to forgive him; would you do this for Me? I will, St. Mary. amend, beloved; do not doubt of Jesus' Works; honour us; I will, St. Mary. October 2, 1987 it is I, Jesus; let it be known that any image of Mine or of My Mother’s is to be honoured, for it represents Us as My Cross is representing Me; let it be known that My Holy Shroud is indeed authentic, It is the same that covered Me; blessed by Me, Vassula, enter in My Heart, let Me Hide you in there; rest; come, come to your Father; (I felt like God was enveloping me, I was enwrapped by Him and happy.) 1 Jesus saying to me this seemed to be very sad. My pain was nothing compared to His. I wanted to console His pain forgetting my pain. 2For rejecting Her. October 5, 1987 (I would go and repair for the pastor, as St. Mary asked me to do. Later on my cousin Ismini rang me up telling me they will go visit Turin in Italy, and asking if we’d like to go with them. Finally, I thought, it was my dream always to go there and visit the Cathedral that has the Holy Shroud. Jesus has arranged it again for me. I would go. My cousins drove us to the hotel where they usually go. Turin is an enormous town, but our hotel was 500 meters from what I went for! Jesus made it easy for me. We arrived Saturday lunchtime, and after a while I went to the Cathedral. I was very impressed. Upstairs was the Holy Shroud in the dome of the Cathedral. I thought I saw the Holiest of places. Peace and Holiness reigned in that dome. I felt it in me, it was wonderful. Later on I left for the hotel. It was evening when my cousin returned from shopping. I rushed to her to tell her where I was, but she seemed to be flying towards me, she didn’t want to hear me, she wanted me to hear her, for what she saw and discovered was so wonderful. She said, “Vassula, that road we passed by 10 times and I, for so many years, I never saw St. Mary's statue there. But it’s enormous! Almost three meters high. It’s so beautiful, Her dress with so many pleats, and her blue cape. She looked so beautiful, and She has Her arms opened like She’d like to embrace the world, you must come and see Her. You passed by Her, haven't you seen Her? At each side of Her were satin curtains, red-scarlet, shiny and beautiful.” I said I passed it but I only saw the curtains which were worn-out, half red and half yellow. She told me that she too for years did not notice it. I had seen no statue. The following day, Sunday, she wanted me to go and see the enormous statue so I said, “After I take you to the Cathedral where the Holy Shroud is.” So she followed me. It was Sunday Mass. We stayed half an hour, then after lighting a candle we left for the big statue of St. Mary. We arrived there and my cousin almost fainted. For there
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