The apocalyptic trumpets
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⸻ Verginica do not get lost , for in your days , in the days to come after you , it will be for you to get up again and to feed a great people , for your spirit will work from Me and sow a seed of resurrection and We will have a new family and a new people , a new vine and a new wine , in the kingdom that will be established by God . You will not die , Verginica , My love . You had carried Me in your vessel for twenty-five years ; you had carried God , the Word , Which spoke during that time once again with Israel . If Moses is alive and is working during this time , there was more in you than in Moses , for I was speaking with Moses and Moses was speaking to the people the word from Me , but with you it was not so . You were the trumpet that I sounded before the appearance of My glory . You were the whistler that I played to teach Israel the new song , the song of those that are redeemed . You were My word . Do you hear what you were ? Do you hear what I , God , the Word , say ? I am God , the Word , Verginica , and you were My word and My tabernacle in which I dwelt and I lived among the people in the days of your body . But in the days of your spirit , I am united to you , for you are the little shepherd of your people . I asked you in marriage , My love , even since you were in the womb of your mother , and I promised you to be Mine and I took you and whitened and adorned you with My jewelry , and then I was with you and I loved you . And from Us and from My work with you , and from your work with Me a people was conceived out of God ’ s word , which lived on My word , for it is written : « Man shall not live on bread alone , but on every word which proceeds out from God ».
My Verginica , My loved one , My church , the dwelling of My glory ! Oh , how much I have been speaking to this people from the door of your tent , which sheltered Me , God , the Word ! Oh , My love , how much you have loved Me ! For I took you and I brought you into My chambers and behold , I exalt your love now .
Oh , daughter of New Jerusalem , get up ! This is what I told you , get up and sing the song of resurrection to your people ! Get up and let Us go and gather the vine before the lengthening of the evening shadows ! Here is your time . Get up and cry out in the streets ; sound the trumpet , so that the keepers of My vine may hear and get ready for watching , as the Master of the vine is coming ! Tell them , Verginica , that I am the Lamb of God , Who is coming again , as it is written . I am the One Who went up to My Father in order to come again to those who are Mine , to those whom I have from the world . I went up and since then I have been standing near My Father and working with those that My Father gave Me from the world , and behold , during these days I have been preparing My people that will be dressed into the white garment and the redemption song will be sung ; I prepare the people that will stand before the throne of My glory , before the day of My glory . It is written that I will sent My messenger before this day , and I will send him to turn the sons to their parents , and the parents to their sons , lest I come and strike the small one of Israel .
Excerpt from God trumpet sounding and of St . Virginia ’ s over the Christians in the city Bucharest-Ferentari , from
01-02-1992
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