2005.05.01 - The Word of God at the feast of the Lord’s Resurrection - Lord Jesus (top 100 novels txt) 📗

                                   The Word of God[1] at the feast of the Lord’s Resurrection[2]

Christ is risen! This is what I, the Lord, said in the day of Passover of the year of 1955, and behold, there have been fifty years of word of the Word, Jesus Christ.

Christ is risen! Christ is risen! Christ is risen! This is how My word on the Romanian land came to life two thousand years ago, My river of word, which waited to come again to life on earth, to overflow again from My mouth so that I may be able to work again, because I am the Alpha and the Omega. Amen, amen, amen.

Behold the feast of the feasts, the festival of festivals! I, the Lord, Jesus Christ, found faith on earth when it was to come back again to make the world, for I make the world again. I am the Maker of the heaven and of the earth. I am the Word of God into the midst of the Romanian people, where I made up My path of the second coming from near the Father to the people. It was written into the Scriptures to come to fulfill the things like those of two thousand years ago when I was born of the Virgin, of the Virgin forever, for I am clean and holy, as God’s bearers have to be as well, so that they may know Me and work for Me on earth.

It is the feast of fifty years of My word from the end of the time. I, the Lord, bring that day into view to be confessed. Amen.

I prepared a trumpet by which I was to speak out My word. (See the selection topic: „The apocalyptic trumpets”, r.n.) I made her to My pleasure. I prepared her by sufferance and pains as the gold is refined in the furnace, so that it might shine and to be a useful vessel to the Lord, an honored vessel before Me and before My angels, (See The Life of Saint Virginia, r.n.) who have been watching all the time over My work of word to come and to settle on earth by the word of My angel. And after I made up My trumpet before My coming, I sounded it and My word of two thousand years ago came to life, for My angel Michael gave word to My commandment, and then I sounded My trumpet and she let itself according to My will, and behold, at the voice of the archangel and within God’s trumpet, I, the Lord, Jesus Christ, the beginning of the resurrection of those who are asleep, came to life as word on earth on the day of the memorial of My resurrection two thousand years ago, on the day of Passover of the year 1955, the day of My coming from the Father, a new word on the earth. And after twenty-five years, I took My trumpet from the midst of the people of that time and I established her among those that are from heaven, and I brought My word on the earth that began and was sown through her in all her time, and My word became a thousandfold ear, and with it I have been shepherding the nations of the earth, and My word is an iron rod into the midst of the tribes on the earth, for which I am their Maker for seven strange thousand years, strange with their life to My life, which appeared after it began to dwell in the people, oh My people of today! 

Now I bring into view the feast of the day of resurrection, the day of Passover of the year 1955, the day when I sounded the trumpet of My word of two thousand years ago from the birth of My body from the Virgin in order to dwell with the people and to be with those who believe into My coming, to be with them to the end of the time, as I spoke through the Scriptures that I would be.

Christ is risen! Christ is risen! Christ is risen! This is how I started the resurrection of My word fifty years ago! Come, Verginica, come to look over the time and to see how it begins this day of feast of the Pentecost of My word, which I began to speak through your mouth, from My mouth in the year of 1955 of the day of the feast of My resurrection. (See The Word of God from 30-04-1955, r.n.) Come, My sweet trumpet, let Us settle down in a day of the celebration of the word and let us confess, for the days of testimonies speak and bear testimony soon, soon. Amen, amen, amen.

– Oh, Lord, I'm Your trumpet from which You started to sing Your mourning song by which You call everyone and draw all to the Father, because You work and speak from the Father, for those who are from the Father do only His will.

This day of great feast is the feast of the word of fifty years of Your sufferance after the man and from the man, Lord. I have borne with great pain the work of Your word, of Your coming after the man, now, in the end of the time. I was nothing else but the man of sufferance, as You also were. From my childhood You had prepared for me only sufferance. You grew me up for You through sufferance and pains, and Your mercy for my painful life was sweet. You wanted me to resemble You within pains and scorn from the man, and You settled me in the spirit of the humility by which You can dwell in man and to be able to do like You in man, for there where the man is and can, You cannot work there, for You humble Yourself before the man, and You do not dwell but only in those who are in Your image and after Your likeness, and they are worked by You and not by them, Lord of those who are humble. You gave me Your angel and he carried me by my little hand in all the preparation, which you made for me to be Your trumpet, and Your Spirit and Your body comforted me in my humility. You taught me by pains not to love joy, for whoever has pains, that one does not know and does not love joy. You gave me only sighing so that I may not lose You, and that You may not lose me. I was despised among the people, just as You were, Lord, for there is no disciple greater than his teacher, because You were the Man of sufferance and despised by man so that You may be able to bear in Your body the man’s weakness, Lord.

Oh, how weak the man is, Good Teacher, and that is why he seeks to be able to do, deceiving himself that he can and that he takes after You, Maker of everything! How beautifully You made all things that are by Your word! How beautifully You worked to give them making, You their Maker! This is how You worked Me of the spirit of Your humility, of Your pain of seven thousand years from the man, and then You made me useful for Your work of new creation of the world. You dwelt in my body humbled for twenty-five years with You word over the people that came to listen to the voice of Your word. The whole nature was listening when You became word by my word, and all creation was startling at Your voice. But the man is too big, Lord of humility, and he has no longer given Your throne after he took it from You seven thousand years ago, when You set him to reign over the earth, keeping and working Your commandment. However, he has not worked that way and he has not ruled for those on which You have been Master, but rather he has set himself greater than You in him so that he may work and not You. You judged every man when You chose me and worked me to be Your house and throne upon the man, for I had no one but God, and You could work in me with Your will, with Your word, with Your thought, because only You were in me, and not I, Lord, and my life was sweet for You, for it was Yours, it was Your humility in it and Your will through it.

I took many to the spring of Your word, which was calling out with mourning by my mouth when You were coming down with the richness of Your glory, which became word on earth. You were feeding them with the spirit of comfort, You were forgiving them, and You were cleansing them, because You were the One Who had power to cleanse the man from him and from his sins. There was great pain on You and on me, because those who heard You and felt You, were not giving their lives so that they might win it over again, and You became their will to be able to write Your word from the end of the time, which was Your sufferance, the voice of Your sufferance as long as seven thousand years. What a peace I had because I was able to comfort You bearing Your pain! You were giving me Your peace and Your yoke, the easiest yoke, and he who has no yoke cannot work as he wants and do his work into Your name, and that one does the work of the one who works in him.

I suffered in You and You suffered in me, the disobedient man, who was hearing You with Your will, which You were giving to the man to work it, but he, hearing did not hear, and seeing he did not come, and I was suffering and I suffer, Lord, when You suffer, for I was and am Your will.

Behold the day of Passover of the year 1955 when You gave Yourself to me as bread and wine by the intercession of the holy bishops Basil, Gregory and John, who came with You on the clouds of the sky down to my bed of humility after I fulfilled Your commandment for the fasting of forty days and forty nights, so that You could dwell in my body and in my spirit as on the throne of the judgment of the creature, because You made me your useful work after You worked me, and then You made me the voice of Your word over the earth. Oh, when You entered with Your Spirit in my body to speak out of Your trumpet, Lord, I saw then all Your pain from the man, all Your longing and I also saw Your resurrection, and then I understood that You came again on earth as victorious over the death, for only death rules over the man, only death, Lord, and the life sighs and dies away sighingly, and the man has no wisdom, because he does not have humility for life, Lord.

Behold the day of Passover of the year of 1955, when You started Your trumpet sounding and You announced Yourself as the One Who were resurrected from among the dead and You said to those who were watching over my breath of life, which could hardly flicker: Christ is risen! Christ is risen! Christ is risen! This is how You spoke, resurrected Lord, and