The Word of God in Romania 2006.09.21 - The Word of God at the feast of the b | Page 4

2006.09.21.
Oh, My people! I have been waiting for your help all the time, for the face of the heav-
enly homeland has to be like God, without sin, and the land under it has to be a clean table, a
holy bed for My saints, and it will be this way, for the Lord prophesies and fulfills. Amen.
Jerusalem, bless the Lord, and give Him fruit of heavenly love and live in the Lord, your
God, My people, and learn from Him, so that you may no longer be fleeting on the earth but to
be eternal instead. Amen, amen, amen.
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Now, watchful children in My way, if I have given place to the spirit of feast, accompa-
nied by My word and by that of My mother, the Virgin, We come back into the book, as My
mother said, to leave established within it My mourning and My burning from those who
wanted to put obstacles into My way after I had taken My trumpet, Verginica, away from among
them. (Verginica - the diminutive to her real name: Virginia, r.n.) During all My time with My
forerunner trumpet, I could stay only bowed among those who sheltered My trumpet. Not one
of them let Me stay upright like a God, but only bowed. All of them wanted Me to be a merciful
God and they did not receive Me otherwise. As One who was supposed to do their wills that
they were doing, this is how the people that heard My trumpet voice wanted Me to be, and My
trumpet also stayed like Me, that is bowed down, and I was sounding from her as they could
allow Me to do it, and I could hardly have room with My truth upon them upon those who were
hearing My voice. If I wanted to work them out to make them shine and clean, they were slap-
ping My mouth and My hand and I could not be like a God among them, for they wanted Me
to be like man, and My sighing and My waiting for them was smashing against the body of My
trumpet, who was also merciful, because of the emptiness out of which they were not able to
come out.
Oh, My people of today, when you hear My pain from yesterday and today, quite a long
pain, you should let yourself be comprised by Me and by it, for it makes Me suffer and I have
no one to share and to bear it with, for the people from the beginning, after I had come down as
word fifty years ago, (During the communist dictatorship, r.n.) wanted to have a good time with
Me and not a cross like Mine, and I carried the cross of the time alone and I always mourned in
the body of My trumpet Verginica, and My sighing made her suffer and I had no one on earth
to comfort her with under My heavy cross. (See the selection topic: „The apocalyptic trum-
pets”, r.n.) Then I brought near Me and near her those from far away, those that then were My
least ones, on whom I have relied today for My coming, and I prophesied for them, and then I
warmed Myself at the fire of their love for Me and for all My people that had wandered away
from God’s love and from the obedience of the things from above. Then I had given the word
that they might make a shelter near My house and near My people, near My trumpet that they
might comfort Me and her in My pain, which hurt her inside, and this is how they did, and then
they came close. Their love was My comfort. Their faith was My power then, for I could not
find any faith in Me within those who were listening to the word of life from My mouth. I
embraced them at My bosom and at My trumpet’s, those whom I had recently called near the
spring, and there was no love such as theirs in My people Jerusalem then, and I was telling
those who were indifferent to Me, I was telling them of My mourning, of My longing, I was
telling them that I have not got such love as theirs in Jerusalem, love such as that of those whom
I found and embraced at My bosom for their love so that I may get wormed with them and from
them, for I am the love from heaven and I am not anything else.
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