September 4, 1987

(In my private pad Jesus gave me a message which startled me. I got up leaving alone that message. Later on, when I went to write, Jesus repeated that message. I started to fear. My thoughts as once before raced to confusion, asking myself and God, “Why me?” Why has really all this writing started, why do I feel like this, bonded with God? How was I before a year and a half ago, and how I am now. I’m living in the Truth and I feel responsible for all that’s happening. I feel I should please God. Then again doubts, doubts which made me test Jesus. I came to him doubting. He knew it. I had in mind to write my own thing controlling my hand myself.)

Jesus?

I am; well? you can try again; ¹
write … write! Love Love Love Love;

(The 3 dots show how I was struggling to write but couldn’t, then he wrote “write” and He forced my hand down writing Love four times; while I was struggling to stop my hand.)

I am Love; I will remind you that on your shoulders I have placed My Cross of Peace and Love; up! up! lift! lift! daughter, do you realise why I have brought you up? I have brought you up to unite My Church, altar, have I not said that from the babe’s mouth you will hear the truth and not from the wise? I have said that the wise will listen and listen and not understand, see and see again but not perceive, for their hearts have grown coarse; they have closed their ears and shut their eyes;

Vassula, I have raised you from the dead, instructing you with Wisdom; fear not and advance,

(Jesus gave me a vision of myself, facing Him. I felt uncertain. He held my hands and while He was walking backward He was pulling me to walk, advancing.)

O daughter, how I love you! flower, everything you feel comes from Me, advance;

(I felt as if I was doing my first steps and thrilled!)

Vassula, by being timid you infatuate Me; daughter, write down the word:

Garabandal

Vassula when I stirred you from your sleep it was not just to wake you up, it was also to be able to use you, beloved; purifying you was not just to cleanse you, it was so that you feel My Presence and be in My Presence; using you was not just to use you writing My Messages and desires, it was so that I write down My blessings for My little children of Garabandal;

I come to have My Message glorified, altar keep this flame ablaze, by My Power I will restore My Church; love Me, do not falter, lean on Me and rest, I will help you advance; the hour is near, pray with Me,

“Father,
deliver me in Your arms,
let me rest near you,
sanctify me Father
when You receive me,
forgive my sins as I forgave others
Glory be to God my Father,
I bless You; amen”