The Word of God in Romania 2001.06.10 - The word of God at the Feast of the R

2001.06.10
The Word of God 1 at the Feast of the Romanian Christianity, the third day 2
I let down My word into its manger and I wake up My watchmen from the manger and
they hear Me and take Me and put Me into the book. I become a scroll on the earth for it is written
into the Scriptures: «The heaven will roll up like a scroll». Amen, amen, amen.
Oh, watchmen sons, you are weary in your bodies, but My mouth breathes from Me over
you and refreshes you so that you may bring Me into being today too, and I come down in a sweet
mystery with a comforting spirit over those that are gathered together from far away distances to
the wedding, loved sons. The day of the wedding is the sweetest day in a man’s life and the most
beautiful one. The same is with Me, too. However, the day of My wedding is not a day, but
rather it is an endless wedding then and it is endlessly sweet. Amen.
I work hard with all the heaven above and with all the heaven below and I make the man
take part in the day of his birth, to make him grow afterwards and to put the day of his wedding
on his head, the most beautiful day in his life, the day which the mystery of his eternity begins
with, My wedding ring on his finger. Oh, how hard it is for Me over the man, how hard it is to
have room in the man with the day of his birth, for the true day of the man’s birth is the birth from
above, for it is written into the Scriptures by which I say: «The one who is not be born from above,
will not see the kingdom of God».
Oh, the man is too old in a perishable life and he has been playing with his life for seven
thousand years. He has been playing with his birth and life until his death, until his last rest. The
day of the man’s birth from Me has been deeply darkened. The same is with the day of his wedding.
The day of the man’s wedding is a day of dark for the heaven; it is a day of pitch dark. The man is
too old in the day of his feast and I can no longer pull him out from them in order to give him days
of life; to give him eternal days instead of his days. Oh, how shall I make the man hear Me and
understand that the day of his birth is an everlasting day, if it is at all? The day of his birth is not
over the man; it is not. The man only plays; he only plays with the day of his birth, with the day
of his birth from heaven, from above; for that is birth, the day of the man’s birth. What I see on
earth is only dead man led by another dead man. The man goes to christening; he goes to be born
again; he goes and plays with being born again. There is no man on the earth to have the spirit of
the birth within him so that he may put on the man who comes to be born. The man cannot speak
a word with the spirit of birth in him, for the man is dead, and he speaks likewise as well. There is
no man to bear the mystery of his birth and to put it on the man.
Oh, how shall I make the man believe what I speak upon him? I tell the man that the life
begins with his birth, but how shall I make him believe what I speak, so that he may not play any
longer with his birth? I am the One Who gives birth and the One Who is being born. I am being
born for each man, so that I may give him birth. The man does not reach to the day of his birth, for
there is no one to show it to him anymore. I come and I appear as a day of birth into the man’s
way, a house of birth for the man.
Oh, I do no longer have any place to sit down in order to give birth, so that I may be born!
Oh, I do no longer have any! Who is to hear My pain? I cry secretly and I walk through the dark
and I do not come across any man. Who shall comfort My steps? The man has become darkness
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God’s Word in „Holy Citadel New Jerusalem” monastery, Glodeni – Romania, redactor note.
Translated by I.A., r.n.
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