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2005.05.01.
believe into My coming, to be with them to the end of the time, as I spoke through the Scriptures
that I would be.
Christ is risen! Christ is risen! Christ is risen! This is how I started the resurrection of
My word fifty years ago! Come, Verginica, come to look over the time and to see how it begins
this day of feast of the Pentecost of My word, which I began to speak through your mouth, from
My mouth in the year of 1955 of the day of the feast of My resurrection. (See The Word of God
from 30-04-1955 3 , r.n.) Come, My sweet trumpet, let Us settle down in a day of the celebration
of the word and let us confess, for the days of testimonies speak and bear testimony soon, soon.
Amen, amen, amen.
– Oh, Lord, I'm Your trumpet from which You started to sing Your mourning song by
which You call everyone and draw all to the Father, because You work and speak from the
Father, for those who are from the Father do only His will.
This day of great feast is the feast of the word of fifty years of Your sufferance after the
man and from the man, Lord. I have borne with great pain the work of Your word, of Your
coming after the man, now, in the end of the time. I was nothing else but the man of sufferance,
as You also were. From my childhood You had prepared for me only sufferance. You grew me
up for You through sufferance and pains, and Your mercy for my painful life was sweet. You
wanted me to resemble You within pains and scorn from the man, and You settled me in the
spirit of the humility by which You can dwell in man and to be able to do like You in man, for
there where the man is and can, You cannot work there, for You humble Yourself before the
man, and You do not dwell but only in those who are in Your image and after Your likeness,
and they are worked by You and not by them, Lord of those who are humble. You gave me Your
angel and he carried me by my little hand in all the preparation, which you made for me to be
Your trumpet, and Your Spirit and Your body comforted me in my humility. You taught me by
pains not to love joy, for whoever has pains, that one does not know and does not love joy. You
gave me only sighing so that I may not lose You, and that You may not lose me. I was despised
among the people, just as You were, Lord, for there is no disciple greater than his teacher,
because You were the Man of sufferance and despised by man so that You may be able to bear
in Your body the man’s weakness, Lord.
Oh, how weak the man is, Good Teacher, and that is why he seeks to be able to do,
deceiving himself that he can and that he takes after You, Maker of everything! How beautifully
You made all things that are by Your word! How beautifully You worked to give them making,
You their Maker! This is how You worked Me of the spirit of Your humility, of Your pain of
seven thousand years from the man, and then You made me useful for Your work of new creation
of the world. You dwelt in my body humbled for twenty-five years with You word over the people
that came to listen to the voice of Your word. The whole nature was listening when You became
word by my word, and all creation was startling at Your voice. But the man is too big, Lord of
humility, and he has no longer given Your throne after he took it from You seven thousand years
ago, when You set him to reign over the earth, keeping and working Your commandment. How-
ever, he has not worked that way and he has not ruled for those on which You have been Master,
but rather he has set himself greater than You in him so that he may work and not You. You
judged every man when You chose me and worked me to be Your house and throne upon the
man, for I had no one but God, and You could work in me with Your will, with Your word, with
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