April 25, 1988

(I’ve read as usual the three prayers, and twice “Glory be to God” was said.)

My God, is it really You?

I am;

daughter, in spite of your incapacity to fathom My gifts I pour upon you, I love you boundlessly; live for Me; have Me as first; My House is in ruin, Vassula, I want it rebuilt; I will show you how; Love desires love; talk to Me as now; feel Me; near you, I am;

come to Me freely; open your heart to Me, treat Me as a friend, as your Father, nevertheless never forgetting that I am Holy and your God; tell them that homely words coming from within their heart are sweeter than sophisticated words coming from their lips; do not treat Me as a stranger;

I, the Lord, bless you;