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December 18, 1989
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My Vassula, I the Lord, shall feed you before the very eyes of your persecutors, feel My pain, to see you My child among these wolves ... My Soul is disconsolate and My Heart grieves to the extent that I have mobilised legions of angels to come and console Me, your persecutors are giving you poisoned water to drink, but I shall ceaselessly keep curing you with My great Love I have for you My remnant ... My altar ... you whom I have risen from dust to shape and form into a living altar for Me, the Most High, you are one of My altars, altars that I place in different corners of the globe and in which I pour My Burning desires from My Ardent Flame of Love, I tell you this: Cain shall have to face Me this time, he who still thirsts to kill, because he continues to sow in the soil he has tilled, his evil seeds, and today eats what his harvest offers, he shall have to face Me My little altars, you who make My Joy, take courage, do not fear, every sin of his will recoil on his head ... and the prophesy of Isaiah still stands for these Cains to this day, that I, the Lord, will give them "a sluggish spirit, unseeing eyes and inattentive ears, and they are still like that today" and forever will be I deported Cain from his land into the desert, a country where I do not live, a country where wickedness flows in rivers and waters its banks and irrigates its soil; Justice had cast him out of My sight, yet, even when Mercy today comes to his rescue, and stretches out Her Hand to lift his veil from his eyes, he refuses ... I even went down into the countries of underneath the earth to the peoples of the past to lift your life from the pit, Cain, but to this day you are not hearing Me nor are you willing to recognize Me your God; Vassula, My dove, do not be afraid to speak up, for I have endowed you with My Spirit My Eyes are upon you My doves, you whom I had gone out to seek all the way from the desert, My Love for you is a Living Fire and my jealousy relentless as never before, so listen to My song, My resting Place is not far from you now; I am He who loves you most and I am giving you the Gift of My Love come and listen to My teachings, My teachings are Light, teachings that the world have forgotten, these very teachings that should have been the apple of their eye come, we us? Yes forever Lord. We us? Forever Holy Mother. I love you 2 1 Today's messengers. 2 Our Holy Mother. |