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in your little heart, for your humility grew once with the pain that came because you and I had
been rejected, and at the same it was also the whole persecution that came from King Herod,
and because of that We went into Egypt, and then We came back again, and I grew up in Naz-
areth and from time to time I appeared to Israel after that, because I had to fulfill all the proph-
ecies about Me, oh, mother.
Many people have been singing the song for My birth at that time, from that time and
up to this day, but My pain and yours is not born in hearts, mother. Oh, how small God is on
the earth, mother! This is how man wants, oh, mother, and he wants the Lord to serve him, and
you cry for My mercy, for your love for Me, oh, My mother, for I am the One Who am not
loved by man and I mourn in heaven with you and with the Father, for man is cold to God, oh,
mother.
— Oh, do not cry, do not cry, Child born in Bethlehem, in the time of the King Herod,
for I want You to have joys, as this is how a mother comforts her baby so that he may not cry,
so that he may not suffer. Oh, Your Spirit has been crying for two thousand years and You have
been crying for love, too. Oh, Your love for which You were born and which You came to bring
and set it here on earth has been crying too. Oh, Your long waiting has also been crying, my
Son, Jesus Christ. I have always cried in silence for You, Who were persecuted from Your birth
and until Your return in the glory from above near the Father Sabaoth. You and I are cele-
brated, and we are celebrated in heaven, and we comfort each other’s tear and its love, and
our waiting gives us power, patience and it also gives the hope prophesied into the Scriptures.
Oh, Son, Emanuel, suffering Child and without any shelter on earth, is there really any
Christian to be able to confess You with his mouth and deed? The Christians live a pagan life
on earth, mixed with idol worshipping, even if according to the tradition they are baptized in
Your name. Oh, what shall we do to get them used to the truth of the joys, to the tear for You,
suffering Son from man? The sighing of Your birth on that night is as heavy and crushed in me
now as at that time, and I want to protect You from pains as I did at that time, for I am a mother.
Oh, the time will come when we will no longer cry, for everything will be renewed, as with the
first beauty when man did not hurt the Lord; however, that lasted only for a moment, and after
that man has made God grow small and he has grown big over himself and over everything,
and this is how he has known himself like that from that time and up to this day.
We ask for mercy from man, Son from above. We beg for a place to rest, but the place
in the man’s house is very small and narrow for God and is full of idols just as on the night of
Your birth, and man will no longer be happy but only then when the Lord will be so, as both in
joy and in sorrow man has to be in God’s image and take after His likeness, as the Lord is kept
to be, after man has exalted himself with his greatness before the heaven and before the earth.
Now we are keeping in our memorial the pain of the joy which we had in the time of
Your birth on the earth and we hope that the pain will give forth to the condition from above
between man and God, for all things have come to an end, and the beginning is being estab-
lished, oh, dear Son. Amen.
— Oh, when the beginning was, the word was too, and God was the Word, oh, My
mother, and I was the Word, and behold, the beginning has been set again, for I become word
between heaven and earth and I build Jerusalem, mother, but I suffer from man and I have
wounds at My hands and legs, and My forehead is bound over the wound, but this is how I work
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