For An Indifferent Soul
March 29, 1988
 Vassula, My anguish for souls walking in darkness, souls full of blemishes, soures My Heart My Vassula, I am outside her door knocking but she refuses to open, her daily occupations leave no place for her Saviour, her soul going into deeper depths of darkness; although I have given her the grace of intellect and perception she is not apt to change as long as she refuses Me to come in, I demand nothing, I ask only for some recognition, for some love, see Vassula?
(Jesus was sad)
creating her was a delight for Me, but would she know all this since she has shut Me out? yes Vassula, love Me My Vassula, you console Me, make up for those who have no love for Me
Jesus wrote this on account of a visitor, one of our family who stays now with us for a few days. Having heard of these messages she asked me to have a look on them. She read some of the messages from October 1987 then left it. (She yawned then said, "I guess when I reach retirement age I will take care of my rose-garden and my spiritual life, but not now." She asked me to watch me while writing, so that she satisfies her curiosity and watch the phenomenon; I refused her request. No one sees me unless God calls him or her for this. It happened twice: once for a special case. Then at the Catholic Charismatic Center in Dhaka. It is holy and it should not be profaned by curiousity.
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