December 21, 1992
(Read in unity week in Los Angeles and Sacramento)
daughter of My Sacred Heart, I would like you to write; hear from heaven My Voice;
My Words of Reconciliation, Peace and Unity have not been heard nor have they been respected; I have spoken once and I will not speak again; I will add nothing new;
Lord, it is not easy apparently…1
I want your voice to thunder this time in January!2 I want your voice to thunder as loud as ever! you will speak on My behalf; let the whole world hear: the days are now counted, there is not much time left and grace that enfolded mankind shall come abruptly and all of a sudden at its end …. this will be done so that the world realises how great was My Mercy and My Goodness that had flowed down from above year after year; ….
tell those who work for unity to look up at the skies; see how far they are from the earth? this is how far their hearts are from one another; this is how far they are apart; 3 when will they all pass a decree by unanimous vote to celebrate the feast of Easter all in one date?
I am weary of hearing their noble language, perhaps it is suitable and eloquent for them but to Me it sounds like a stroke on a gong, because it is empty with emptiness; I have come to talk to them, first, out of concern, then out of pity, but no one yet to this day has lowered his voice to hear My Voice;
alas for you, who say you are at My service yet prevent My Kingdom from finding unity and stability! but it is not you who will bring My Kingdom together …. for you do not understand anything and never will …. if you, in spite of My heavenly calls, did not sound the depths of My Heart, how would you unravel the arguments of My Mind, how can you fathom the Riches of My Sacred Heart?
I have not spoken in parables, nor have I spoken in riddles; I have taken plain words to speak to you; I reprimanded the officials and I collected them together to talk to them, 4 but have they observed the prompting of My Heart? their duty was to make an official appeal; I reprimanded the authorities; 5 I had not come that day6 to attack them, but to offer them oil to fill up their lamps, lest further harm be done to My Church; how many of them stretched out their hands to heaven, calling Me? do they realise how, twice, 7 My Blood is shed like water?
– may My groans reach their ears this time …. what My right Hand planted has been severed, in two, then in three, then hacked; where is the entire vine8 I had planted? …. there was once a vine; every season I expected it to yield grapes; it covered valleys, mountains and extended beyond the seas, because it had taken root in My own property, in My own inheritance; I had spread its branches to reach to the four corners of the earth and fill the world with fruit; but instead of keeping it, they neglected it, allowing thorns and briars to multiply around it, choking branch after branch, shoot after shoot; that chosen plant My right Hand had planted has been levelled now to the ground and the beauty and glory and the fruit it gave have now fallen down like rotten fruit;
there is no need then to swell with pride, and cease to have proud eyes in case your errors multiply and your deeds recoil on your own head; I have come to fill your lamp with oil, light your lamp and use it now so that you see where you are going; whosoever neglects to light his lamp this time and use it, it will be taken away from him and given to someone else; let them pray and say these words:
You who stand among us,
set Your Royal Throne
in the middle of Your vine
and give us Your orders;
O Holy Lord of all holiness
purify us so that we preserve
the integrity of Your House and Your vine,
lovingly intervene and protect
what Your right Hand cultivated;
we have failed You, but we know,
we believe and we trust,
that You will open wide Your Gateway,
to let the River of Life flow on Your vine,
and once more from it will sprout branches
that will bear fruit and become a royal vine,
more kingly than ever before
because Your Holy Spirit, the giver of Life,
will overshadow it;
and you, My Vassula, your sufferings will teach you to be patient; have you not heard that patience brings perseverance and perseverance brings hope? and this hope, upon this hope will raise My Kingdom; let every part of yourself now glorify Me;
My Holy Spirit marked you with My Seal, so do not be afraid; pastors, priests, teachers, bishops and cardinals will recognise the Shepherd’s Call and I will renew their mind so that their old self is crushed and they will fully realise that I am on My way back to transfigure the whole of My creation in the goodness and holiness of the
come, My daughter, My precious one; I Am is with you;