Notebook 66 True Life in God 691 fragrances I do not get much from My Own country; I used you to appease My jealous Love, ah .... and to remind you of My past events; you are My guest, are you not? would not a good host treat his guests generously and see that they lack nothing? why, I was determined to prosper your soul .... but now, in My turn, I will ask you a question, just one; did you doubt of My Presence at the entrance of My Tomb? 1 .... answer Me .... Yes, slightly Lord. in truth I tell you, I had blessed you on your forehead, with My Thumb, more than once ..... 2 see how much I put up with you? so what I am asking from you is so very little ..... 3 learn from Me; learn from My Patience and from My Tolerance, and understand how much I put up with you; (Just after this message which was given around midnight, Jesus asked me to stay awake for one and a half hours, to keep Him company and adore Him. I kept Love and Loyalty who leaned down from heaven in my embrace .... And the Spouse of all mankind rejoiced to be loved, prolonging His visit. And I in my misery was guaranteed over and over again a Faithful and an Eternal Love. 4 ) 1He waited and I was silent. 2 Christ’s special blessing in the middle of my forehead had and has such an awesome power that it ‘knocked out’ a lady in Omaha when she had come over to me and kissed me on my forehead right on the spot where Jesus had put His thumb blessing me. She fell slain by the Spirit for 20 minutes at the entrance of the sacristy, priests witnessed this event. This was in mid-June, three weeks later. 3 Since I felt abandoned by Him I could not ‘stand’ the Canadian pilgrims’ demands for signing autographs constantly for them. This little task became heavy. 4 Jesus then came for the same adoration three nights in a row, to be loved. May 20, 1993 (Jerusalem) My King! I Am; your King gives you His Peace; Love Me .... taste the bitterness of My Tears; allow Me My beloved to rest in your heart, ah! how I love this place! console Me My Own, console Me, My daughter .... My God, who is like unto You? listen to My Heart and realise why I shed Tears; will you adore Me this night too? come, My Own, your Jesus is here in your room5 .... I weep because your Holy One is very much offended6 .... like a beggar I stand at each door, begging for love, but I do not get many responses, ah ... so very few listen .... come and adore Me, come and dress My Wounds by loving Me .... feel My Presence .... Yeshuah is by your side and you are My child upon whom I have entrusted My Interests; do not be afraid, I am ever so gentle; restore My House, oh infant of My Love, My remnant, My seed .... The God of gods is speaking to me, how can I remain silent? What will He then not show to the upright? You have worked wonders for the dead. “Who in the skies can compare with Him? Who among the sons of God can rival Him?” 7 be now like a lamp and shine, glorifying Me; stand up and defend My cause! ah, Vassiliki, I shall tell you all the things you must do and you will do them with great courage; no one will swallow you up and they will know that I Am is 5That is: heart. 6Jesus confided to me His pain. 7Ps. 89:6.
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