September 20, 1987
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daughter by now you must have understood how I work, believe My Vassula for in you I will breathe many more revelations, abandon yourself entirely to Me and let My finger imprint on you My Word, come little one and caress Me Yes, Lord. (By this Jesus means to caress Him on His big portrait I have from the Holy Shroud. It is in my habit while I meditate and talk to Him to often stretch my hand on His portrait caressing His Wounds and as if I want to wipe away the streaks of blood, soothing Him. This I do without thinking because of my meditation which absorbs me entirely.) |
