Notebook 119 True Life in God 105 __________________________________________________________________________________ a perfect unity will be when all the shepherds, no matter from which denomination they belong to will join around one Altar and concelebrate together... but so long as Love is missing in them, and do not possess this gift, due to fear, rivalry, prejudices, pride and the like, My Body will remain divided and the world will continue to suffer, rejecting peace, rejecting My Law of Love, while absorbing easily all the dark forces of evil in them; therefore, anyone who claims that he is inspired and has faith yet does not recognize that it is I, the Lord, who wants this unity and that it is I who am speaking...there will be no peace... yes, there are many who seem not to know Me at all; I Am with you, in this way, for I have chosen it, and I do not need authority, counsel or permission to do so from any of My creatures; I have come to build the ruins of My Church, through weakness, where My Power is at its best! Love is near you, so, Vassula, do not diminish your desire to be with Me, be of goodwill to serve Me, and I shall continue to give your strength to stir up this dormant generation... ic August 3, 2016 I Am; dear soul, very few pray in your generation, fewer too are those who come and repent; some of your friends keep asking you, “will Yahweh, our Father, still not relent? will He still bring down upon us a chastisement of fire?” I have been taking action here and now by pouring on this generation like never before in history, My Holy Spirit, My Holy Spirit of Grace, to revive you in My Calling; to remind you of your true foundations; I have given peoples around the world visions of My Glory, and that I Am who I Am; I have been asking from everyone acts of reparation, I have been asking for sacrificial love, but very few, have answered Me; very few; I look from above and watch how so many are withering away like trees that have not been watered properly; I see this land turning into a wilderness, drying up, and the beautiful trees that I had planted in the past covered with green foliage and with abundant fruit, nourishing everyone, are now lying in waste; I hear harsh voices crying out with rage: “God has no power over us,” while at the same time, never admitting their misery, never seeing that their branches are drying out, cracking out more than parchment; one would think that this alone would bring them to admit and understand that they are self-destroying themselves with their vanity and to decide to step down from the heights they placed themselves on, admitting that without Me, there is no Life; but no, the devil infests them and pushes them to be more eager than ever to continue their rebellion against Me; I am here, giving you signs, Vassula, to restore all of you; I am sending your Holy Mother to you, to reeducate you and teach you the
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