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February 3, 1988
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Vassula do you know how much more I love you when you come to Me in this way? you come to Me wretched and on your knees, you expose your heart to Me, your tears My child, your tears of love and longing for Me are a balm soothing My Wounds, O daughter, My myrrh, My remnant, how I love you! your sighs betrothed sound like a million words of love to Me, hallowed by My Hand, flower of Mine, do not despair, Abel will not be crushed this time ... Abel shall live little one I will clothe you in beauty, I will pardon your sins, and your garments of old shall be no more, you will be embellished flower; I will renew you entirely, Vassula I love you, My grace is upon you (St. Mary) "O Vassula, min amfivalis, Se zitao, tha zissis mono yia to Christo, to Potiri Tou ine ksekhilo me tis amarties tou cosmou, afto ine to telefteo Tou Minima, ean to arnithoun thafisso to Kheri Tou na pessi apano tous, then tha boresso alo na to kratisso, ekhi varini. Avrio Vassula, tha kano to thavma Mou, i ora plissizi." 1 God's Kingdom is among you all would you do this for Me? have My Peace 1 translation of Greek text: O Vassula, do not doubt. I am calling you. You shall live only for Christ. His Cup is brimming over with the sins of the world. This Message is His Last Warning; if they will refuse it, I shall leave His Hand fall on them. I would not be able anymore to hold it - it has become heavy. Vassula, I shall do My Miracle soon - the time is getting close. 2 that same evening, if the Devil was allowed to put physical injuries on me he would have killed me. tortured my soul again, hating me. |