72 True Life in God Notebook 11 You are and how much You love us, and of how to love You. I have given you fruit from My own garden; I wish to fill up your stores with My fruit; (I asked Him something which I don’t wish to write down.) I know Vassula, let it be like I wish it to be; (I could not help but produce a smile to my ears, it felt so good to have a small ‘chitchat’ in this way with Jesus. I felt Him like I was talking to a good friend, I couldn't help smiling. I was almost giggling, I was happy.) I am cheerful too; (Yes, He was, it was marvellous!) Vassula do you know how I delight and enjoy these moments, these moments where you talk to Me as a companion? Vassula, we still have work to be done; be blessed, I will give you a sign of My Presence, beloved; Jesus, what sign, I mean, where? in your house; I will prove to you that I am present; I love You, Jesus. I wish I could please You. altar! keep drawing from Me and keeping My Flame in you ardently ablaze; May 13, 1987 (Yesterday, May 12, in the evening while passing the staircase level I was stopped by this intense odour of incense. The smell reached up to the second floor. I was surprised. I went and asked my son if he had lit a mosquito coil (although it did not smell at all like a coil, but pure church incense). He said, no. I left this incident aside and got busy with other things. One hour later I wanted to go in the study where I usually write to fetch a pencil, and while I entered the study again this intense beautiful odour of incense passed me by, it bathed me entirely! I left that particular spot to see if it smelled elsewhere, no, there was no odour elsewhere except again where I the second time smelled it, again it was there covering me.) O beloved, when I covered you with My odour I blessed you at the same time; Oh Jesus, was that You? Yes, you felt My Presence; this was My sign, 1 the incense comes from Me; If only I was sure that evening! I will give you more signs of My Presence, My flower; be alert though; Jesus, my Love, my Breath, my Life, my Joy, my Sigh, my Rest, my Holy Companion, my Saviour, my Sight, my Everything, I love You! Vassula, love Me fervently; annihilate into My Body; adorn Me with tender words, loving words; let My pains diminish; soothe My Wounds by imbuing them with loving words; (I discovered by reading today St. Teresa that odours do exist. If they are from the devil they have a horrible stench so she says. Strangely enough this was like another proof to me given today to show me that the incense odour did come from Jesus. I was very happy!) 1 Jesus predicted the day before that He will give me a sign of His Presence.
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