Notebook 118 True Life in God 99 __________________________________________________________________________________ yourselves blessed for soon My Father will work miracles and that He will grant you who seek unity, a victory unprecedented; this was the result, daughter, of those sincere hearts who prayed for unity, yes! indeed God’s favour as I said would be shown soon... therefore, My Walls will be rebuilt, erected as they were once, and, you, little shoot of the Eastern House, stand firm, be like a diamond encrusted on My Crown; no one can be truer in his word than I, Jesus Christ, who am the Truth; share My Friendship and do not be like a fence between you and Me; I delight in your closeness to Me; reward Me and continue to be faithful to your mission, reminding nations of My exuberant Love, My Infinite Mercy, and My Tenderness; reveal Me... pray and love Me; I, Jesus, am all you need; ic February 12, 2016 My God, Father, King of kings, until Your encounter I was lying half-dead, until You appeared to me... and before The Divine I stood, uncomprehending, in awe! I stood before the Creator, just as a child clothed in dirty filthy rags standing in front of Wonderland; Bemused, You smiled at me, You smiled although I was still in infernal darkness; I was confused and bewildered, especially hearing you say; “blessed are the pure in heart for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven;” when suddenly You opened Your Lips to speak again, a stream of Light as a ray shone out of Your Mouth, brightening my soul, while Your Immortal Breath came upon me, refreshing my memory – a miracle – for the more I contemplated You, the more I recognized You and remembered You; Who has put Wisdom freely in the inward parts of my soul? I have! and who has given me understanding to my heart? My child, I have... you were then born out of My heart; risen to become one of My apostles and a witness to bear witness to unity; I genuinely do not consider myself worthy to be one; but withdraw not from me! in the past, my eyes still with scales of unrepentance, with death looming above my head, You sent me a great Seraphim, who flew over to reach me, not to embrace me, but to purge my sins out of my system; and wash away my filthy rags; this was, Father, the beginning in me of a new form of being, realizing my immortality so long as we dwell in You...
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