1999.12.04 - The Word of God at the Feast of the Church Entrance of the Lord's Mother by Lord Jesus (top android ebook reader .TXT) 📖
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The one, who does not believe that I am the Word, Which speaks from heaven on you, condemns himself, as much as the one who does not crucify himself for Me, is con-demned through My crucifixion for him. Get up and welcome Me, sons from the garden of My word, for I have a manger in Romania, and I am being born as word in it for those who be-lieve and for those who do not believe that I am the Word, Which speaks from heaven over this garden, in which I fastened the stake of My kingdom, for I am the Master over you and I shep-herd you after My own pleasure and I rejoice over you, as I proclaimed through the prophets say-ing: «I, Myself will take care of My sheep and visit them. I will give them blessing and rain in due time, and they will know that I, the Lord and their God will be with them, and they are My house, My people, the flock that I graze». Amen. Write into My book of today the world for My church in the city of Târgovişte and for the bishop who sat on this chair. Eight years ago, on this very day, I sent you to him with My word for this stone from you, for My altar from you, and now I speak with him in heaven, for there have been almost forty days since I took him away from the earth as I passed him through sufferance for repentance and for cleansing, and so that I might be true in My word which I put over him eight years ago when I told him: “Peace to you, the one who sit on the chair of My church, and if you are unfaithful to My word, which comes to you, let My peace come back to Me”. But behold, I am the One Who has the keys of death and hell and I am the One Who opens and no one closes. I open the heaven and command My angel to announce and bring near My coming down from you the one who sat as a bishop in the city of Târgovişte. Amen.
Behold the angel, and the one whom I said that I would send into his house to tell every-body not to do what he did to you, and not to stand up as he did in order to bring down My work with you, for he is a saving work, and I am the One Who am, and I speak from the garden with you. Amen.
Come close, you, who has sat for eight years on the bishop seat in the city of Târgovişte and over its surroundings. Eight years ago, on this day, I came to you with the sons of My gar-den. I came as word, a sweet word, and I asked you to protect from storms and from Herods and Judges the little garden of My word and those that I anointed in it to stand before Me when I come as word over the earth. I told you then that this garden is My word and I wrote My word to you with a feather, to write Myself down on the earth with his stone. And I wrote Myself down. A written word stands between Me and you, which testifies through My book of these days, and behold, I am this book; I and not the man, the same as I was with the man through Moses and through the prophets. However, you have had little heart and faith for Me and for those whom I sent to you, for this is how it is on earth; the man is no longer attracted to those that are cleaned and holy, for the one on the earth is earthly, and he speaks and works from the earth. Now I fulfill the word to send you to your house, and I brought you on the path of My book to testify from heaven over the church and to tell what this work is and the garden, which it carries. The eyes of your soul are alive and see, for the soul is the life of the man, the life, which goes to God, as it comes from God, and I, the Lord Almighty, speak this way: I am the One Who have the keys of death and hell, the One Who opens and no one closes. Strengthen yourself, for I cleansed you to strengthen your soul and your spirit in heaven. I breathed on you and strengthen you to speak from near Me. Amen, amen, amen.
― Your mercy, Lord, pulled me out from the strong place where I was fastened, for You spoke through the prophets and said: «The nail, which was fastened in the place of hope, will be loosened and broken and it will fall down, and the burden which is on it, will become dust». The seat from Târgovişte is a clean seat, and I wanted to sit on it, and I sat, and You pulled me out from it, because I did not do Your will to be cleansed for it and to love what You love and to be-lieve what You do and to open for You when You knock. You knocked and knocked, but I did not open for You, and I wanted to be unfaithful, knocking with a word of slander at those who carry You as Your coming word over the earth. All I have sinned for as long as sixty years of my life in the body, was not so heavy when You sent Your angels to measure Me, compared to how heavy it was the sin of My opposition against the little garden of Your word from Pucioasa. You sent Your angels to measure me when they put me to whitening by sufferance, but I was stiff-necked when I heard You knocking for Me to open for You. I would have been the greatest of the brothers of the church, if I wanted to become a saint, so that I may receive with faith Your word for the prepara-tion of Your coming with a new age. However, I did not want it, and You pulled me out and put me into a furnace. You took compassion on me afterwards, for You gave an order before My leav-ing the body, and a son from Your garden came to my bed of sufferance and took me into his arms, praying secretly to You for my forgiveness, for those in Your garden are merciful like You, Lord, as they are clean children in their hearts and body, in nature and in spirit. However, I deni-grated them before the people, to glorify myself, and You wrote in the Scriptures: «The one who speaks from himself is seeking his own glory”.
I, and the entire church, left everything to unbelief for Your coming into the little garden with the sons anointed with a new anointing. I did what the unfaithful Israel did when Ezekiel, Your prophet, came out in front of the citadel of Jerusalem with a citadel into his arms to prophesy for You and for it, and I was unfaithful and stiff-necked, standing against the Holy Spirit, Who breathes from Your mouth over the manger of Your word from Pucioasa. Now I am crying and sighing when I see and hear how the heaven resounds with the name of this citadel in which the manger of Your word has its dwelling. If You want, tell those in the garden to ask You to wipe out My crying and sighing, so that I may not carry it forever, for You are the Father of eternity and what little faith is on earth! I played myself with death, with unbelief, for I fastened myself in a strong place and I fell down, and I fought against the light and I was overcome by it.
I am frightened when I look at the one who set this stone, as I put chains over him, and the sufferance of his heart is great. (The bishop Irineu of Bistriţa, r.n.). I put him down and I exalted myself; I brought him to humility and I glorified myself; I left him poor and I wanted to be rich, but he is blessed by those in heaven, for the one who humbles himself, is lifted up by those in heaven. I am ashamed by my own deeds. I put him down before the church, before the world. I brought him into submission of my will and I brought him to wipe out Your name, Lord, from this stone. But who is he who can stand against You? His pain is great, for the one who is over him in that city, puts pressure on him and puts him to the worse and makes him cry, for the church on the earth is not what it has to be, but rather it is ruled by the man of vain empty, who knows God’s will but does not set it on him so that the church may be a church with holy shep-herds to shepherd it. It happened as with the gypsy who was asked by a master of sheep if he likes cheese, green cheese, lamb and wool; and he said that he likes it, but when the master asked him to go with the sheep to pasture them he did not like it anymore.
Behold, I condemned an innocent soul and I set myself to judge the one that I knew, and then, You, Lord, reversed my judgment against me. I saw in heaven a saint who told me this: “When I was in my body I did not work much for my soul, and when the angels came to take my soul, seeing that I was pulled on the left side because of my sins, I said this to the angel who put before me everything I did: I admit I did all these, but Christ, the Lord, said this: «Do not judge and you will not be judged; forgive and you will be forgiven», and when I was on earth, I did not judge anyone and I did not hold malice against the one who went wrong against me, but rather I loved him. And then my good angel won me over to God”. This is what that saint said to me. However, I did play the judgment with myself, Lord, because I thought I was great. I did not take into consideration this stone that You built and confessed thorough the bishop that You chose near it. Now I see that You are this stone that You write Yourself on it, and that You have it on top, but I stumbled over it as it is written: «Anyone who falls on this stone will be broken to pieces, but on whomever it falls, it will scatter him as dust».
Now You brought me into my house, among those with whom I ruled over Your church, to tell them not to do what I did against Your work of New Jerusalem. There is obedience in heaven and I listen now, and this is what I tell them: do not wonder and do not doubt of God’s power that brought me to you, for St. Macarie and many other saints like him, were speaking
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