Notebook 107 True Life in God 1095 a desolation, motionless, totally disconnected from Me, the Godhead! ah, if your soul only knew in what dangers it is crossing daily! 1open your faculties, Vassula, and absorb Me; 2 O Blessed Lord, You are the One who ceaselessly dazzles my soul, flowing in me like a fluorescent River You brighten my soul, placing in my heart the Light in which I live; I am still dumbfounded on Your choice and that You joined Yourself in my soul, that You joined Your Spirit in the centre of my heart; You have enlivened the Scriptures to me and Your utterances in them became audible in my ears and understandable in my heart and mind; utterances of Divine Life; You have brought to reality the unreachable realities: the Kingdom of Heaven ... You made tangible Your Word realising that truly the Triune God is but one God alone; and that all Three are one Substance, one Power and one Knowledge ... You have unveiled the hidden plans, hidden in the abyss of Your Love instructing us that our bodies too can be resplendent like Your Divine Light; consubstantial with Your Son; You have been putting my soul in full awareness of Your Presence, and ever since, Your Friendship wounded my heart inwardly, 1 Suddenly God stopped and turned to me and spoke to me. 2 I understood ‘give Me full attention’, not that I was not giving Him. Your gaze on me shattered me; Sensation and Reason, what do I need you for? Your Fire, God, has consumed me, reducing my ego into ashes; I am transitory, surrounded by transitory things, but You break the laws of nature and new miracles appear daily through Your Hand; and whosoever approaches You, You put alight, becoming flame, but with a promise: that he will not turn into ashes ... Blessed is he who could grasp You and embrace You, virtue and divine Love will be his daily bread; O Good and Loving Father, who invites each one of us to abide inseparably with the Holy Trinity and be gods by participation, making it feasible for us to reach the Divine stature of Your Son, Jesus Christ; Liturgy of my soul, Cathedral of my heart, Perfumed Incense of the Universe, Pitiless Archer, Divine Ode, Abyss of transcendent Love, Lustrous Crown, Spiritual Scent of our soul, Light Thrice Holy, I am not anymore capable of uttering any intelligible word... or praise ... ah, Vassula, I mean to sing to you all the days of your life; discover Me within you; discover My Kingdom in the centre of your heart; discover My Grandeur within you; so tell Me, tell Me, what is the great miracle of your epoch? tell Me! tell Me!
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