Vassula, both My Hands have wounds, both My Feet have wounds, My side is open, wide open showing My Heart they are recrucifying Me

they are damaging My Church

it is, evil has blinded them, love is missing among them; they are not sincere, they have distorted My Word, they have lamed even My Body; My cup of Justice is full do not let it brim over! I want them to stop smothering My Body, I, Jesus, am Love, I want them to stop throwing venomous arrows at each other; harmony among them will restore part of the damage truthfulness will unmask evil, why all these ceremonies when in truth they have nothing to offer Me? I need purity, love, fidelity, humbleness, holiness.

seek in Me all that I desire and I will give it to you seek My interests and not yours;

glorify Me, honour Me words are not enough, deeds of Love and cooperation will revive My Body;

brothers! love one another, O beloved how much will I have to restore!

come daughter, rest in Me, peace upon you