February 4, 1988
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After reading David's letter plus a newspaper cutting where it says why Churches and people get very suspicious of 'revelations' I understand that it is very difficult for any clergyman to accept this revelation, since there are many frauds and fake ones. Yet I cannot forget how sceptical they were even with Fatima's Miracle. They are skeptical with Garabandal today and tomorrow they will accept it, maybe too late. Skepticism is too strong. Father I have 1 say it, my fears of the Pope's rejection. Why should he believe me, why should anyone believe me? if only it had happened to them! Only then ....
I am your Saviour, Vassula you are part of Me now, you are unable to survive alone, you need Me; as a branch will not bear fruit on its own, but must be attached to the Tree, so are you with Me, your fruit comes from Me My fruit feeds many, My Fruit is your witness, those that doubt will be able to tell you by your fruit, "a sound tree produces good fruit;" when My hungered children taste My Fruit and return to Me, repenting with tears in their eyes, I feel happy, how happy I become! I wrench them from the devil's grip, Vassula, have patience, I have said that My Word is like a rivulet flowing, then from a rivulet it will start rushing into a river, broadening, then it will be gushing and My Word will turn into a vast ocean, an Ocean of Love immersing your hearts with love and Love will be among you as Love I have warned you Vassula, that you will be rejected by many, 2 learn to accept, I was rebuffed by many, and their obduracy made Me weep! (Jesus was talking to me as one would talk to a child, smiling at the same time trying to persuade me and to show me how difficult He had it too.) come you will learn us? we? feel My Presence you delight Me when you do Yes Lord. I thank You for Your support Lord. 1 I was hesitating 2 23.10.87 and other various times too. |
Vassula I gave you My Bread and I fed you fruit from My garden, I gave you to eat from My Own Hand, Oh beloved child who converted you, was it not Me? who taught you to love Me, was it not Me? who seeked for you and found you dead among the dead and bent to lift you to resurrect you, was it not Me? who carried you with Pity to My House to heal and nurse you back to health, was it not Me? who was daily teaching you My Ways, was it not Me? and now who is converting My children? is it not I?