Sharing The Cross
April 7, 1987
(I felt as if the whole guidance is pressing on me, and that I am alone with God's Word heavily on me, and not having anywhere to unload it, I don't know what to do? I felt helpless beyond description, and alone, alone with this weight on me.)
Vassula, do I ever abandon you? I am God; lean on Me, trust Me;
I should, yes, but there are times it's beyond me. I can't help it. I feel responsible.
My child, have patience, trust in Me, come to Me I will comfort you;
I love you, Father, beyond words.
(I felt how He was so ready to console me.)
I love you daughter;
My sufferings I will make you feel; when My Crucifixion comes nearer, I will come to you leaving you My nails and thorned crown; I will give you My Cross; beloved, share with Me My sufferings; your soul will feel the anguish I had, your hands and feet the excruciating pains I felt; Vassula, I love you and since you are My bride I wish to share all I have with you, believe Me, you will be with Me; Vassula, have no fear for I, Jesus, am with you;
come, you will understand in phases how I work; have My peace; beloved, I have prepared a place for you;
April 8, 1987
(Today I have a few things to do, but I could not resist writing to God, so I quickly asked Jesus: "One word, Lord, just one word.")
one word, Vassula? LOVE
I love You!
(I meant by "one word" a short sentence or so ....)