54 True Life in God Notebook 10 and rituals to Me, when their hearts are petrified and arid? I desire to fertilise this wilderness with Integrity; I need warmth, I need a living flame, purity, zeal and an ardent love; allow yourselves to draw from this Infinite Love and fill up your hearts; all I ask from you is faithfulness, purity and love; come, come and repent to Me, come and change your lives; I will exalt you and you will receive Me; I want to remind you of My ways; I have given you so many messages and signs, signs that you ignore; have you forgotten My words? do not be surprised at the weak instruments I use to manifest My words; why, I could take any one of these stones and change them into devout followers of Mine! some of you will be seeking for proofs, that it is I, Jesus, who gives you this Message; have I not said, that I will pour out My Spirit on all mankind and that My sons and daughters will all prophesy, that I will display portents in heaven and on earth? My ways are not your ways and My signs, are not your signs; I am revealing My Face again, but how many of you would believe? I groan with pain, I stifle, I suffocate to watch My seed filled with dead words; fidelity...is this what you call yourselves to be when your hearts are dead? come, come and absorb from My Heart; I ask you solemnly to repent and amend; love Me purely and honour My Holy Eucharist; yes, all you who deem yourselves just and pious, come and change your hearts; open your hearts and receive Me and when you do, I will unveil your eyes and open your hearing; Vassula, I will dictate to you tomorrow; you may rest, beloved; have you discerned Me while I was editing? Yes, Lord, You were at the back of my right arm? Were You there? I was, yes; yes, now I am facing you, Vassula; yes, feel My Presence as you do; fear not, I will be near you; come let us rest in each other; March 30, 1987 it is I, Jesus Christ; all revelations are from Me; sip from Me; a flower is growing near Me, sipping from Me; My flower, sip while you grow, absorb from Me; come, I love you; Jesus, I don’t mean to use the language I am using talking to You. It sounds very disrespectful. It’s my daily language but I don’t know another. Reading now books of religious, nuns, the way they talk with You is very different. Maybe they have been taught? I don't mean to sound vulgar; perhaps my heart speaks. Vassula, I forgive your ignorance; I will teach you, you are learning; you are realising how wretched you are; nevertheless, I love you; wretchedness attracts Me since I can offer you My Mercy; I have chosen you to show the world My clemency; I’m not proud (I probably represent most of our ‘modern’ world ...) that You chose me because of my bad qualities, and not of merits. I feel like Juda ... lo; 1 Vassula you are not like Judas; you are helpless, ignorant and wretched beyond words; you are My beloved whom I sanctified; I took care of our union since you were unable to; My desire is to form you; I united you to Me, asking you to be My bride; Jesus, I learned that really nuns do get ‘married’ to You. 1Lo = ‘no’, in Hebrew.
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