2007.05.27 - The Word of God at the feast of the Descending of the Holy Spirit - Lord Jesus (best summer reads of all time TXT) 📗

                        The Word of God[1] at the feast of the Descending of the Holy Spirit[2]

I embrace you with great glory of Holy Spirit at My fatherly bosom, you people that have come to the spring. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, in this name I have made your calling so that you may come together, and in such a way that I may give Myself as word of Holy Spirit to you, and to give you comfort and power, for in order that the man may love God, he needs power to believe and then he needs holy longing. Amen.

When I ascended from near My disciples to the Father, I told them: «Remain in My love, and I will send you another Comforter to remain with you, and He will take from what is Mine and will give you and will comfort you». (See John 16:7-14)

I, the Lord your God, brighten your heart and forehead and wrap you up in the mystery of the longing, for the longing is that which feeds love, My people. He, who is full of longing, is the one who feeds his love with it, and that is why I told those who loved Me: «Remain in My love». The one who is seized by longing is afraid not to lose the one he wants, and he is nourished with the longing that is in him, and the longing gives him power, and it gives him love, My people, and it also gives him self-denial, and the one who loves follows Me and becomes My citadel, built on a stone stronghold, and the waves do not crush it. Amen.

Oh, I have gathered you together, My people, which have been Mine from the old time. I missed you so much. Oh, I have very much longed for you love of old, and I have called you to remind you of it and to rummage your memories with it so that you may be filled with longing, and the mystery of the longing to strengthen in you My kingdom and its miracles and to fill you up with the breathing of the Holy Spirit, My people, for I have come to comfort you with the Holy Spirit, the Comforter. Oh, the mystery of the New Jerusalem over your being, I want to remind you of this mystery by which I have comforted you so much when I was speaking to you on the way and when I was promising it to you that it will come and that it will be fulfilled on the earth. I was teaching you to be a beautiful child, I was teaching you to be holy, and I was teaching you to remain in My love, My people. I have been teaching you as I taught My disciples of two thousand years ago. I have fed you on My love to remain in it, and I have always been wounded by the longing, wounded after you, My people. Oh, but you, taking My comfort of Father, were losing your love for Me, and your work for My kingdom inside of you was remaining without any fruit, and I was comforting you so that I might not lose you, that you might not become weak on your way, My people, and so that you might not forsake Me. Oh, behold, I bring you together at My bosom, and I rummage your memories with Me on your way and I show you My wound from your lack of love and I want to teach you the awakening, for your love has to be healed, oh, My people of old, for I was walking with you on the way and I was looking after fruit in you, I was always looking, oh, and I was also looking after tender branches, I was looking after love to take from it and to put it to a holy work, to fruit bearing, which remains and which, by its multiplying, grows and then it brings forth its dear fruit, the redemption of the man’s life, his resurrection forever, My people.

Oh, My dear people, I tell you today, about one of My wounds. Seven thousand years ago, after I spoke about his wrongdoing with the first built man, he got upset with Me and did no longer love Me, and since then I have remained with a severe wound, and since then I have been waiting for the man to come back to Me and to heal My wound, and that I may be able to heal him and to set him in the love from which he fell down and to give him a mind and a heart from heaven, to give him love from heaven, for the love, which comes from the flesh, the love which is conceived by the man within his heart, is not the love that comes from God, but it is the love, which has separated the man from Me, and the man’s love is My heavy wound. Oh, I have suffered with sighing and the wound from the beginning and from the end makes Me suffer, for the man has left Me without a house, My people, and today I have told you about My wound as well, an unhealed wound. Two thousand years ago I said sighingly, I said that the foxes have holes, and the birds of the sky have nests, and the dogs have their corner, but I have no house and no place to lay My head and have rest, and I am the dearest One, I am the sweet One, I am the gentle One, and I want to dwell in man with the entire adornment of My being and to make the man into a heavenly place and to dwell in him with the saints and with the angels and to make the man live on the earth the life of the age that is to be and to know that the man is Mine, but if the man cannot work this way on the earth, only after his passing away he sees My labor behind him, My waiting after him, and then he takes his burned with sigh and then he carries with him, and he carries it with difficulty, and only this way and only then he sees and believes My wound from him, the weakness which I have carried from him, by not giving himself as My house on the earth, and behold, God has no place where to lay his head on the earth, as the man has, and the man tries in vain to deceive Me and keep making Me houses where to stay, oh, it is in vain, for I cannot live as the man who deceives Me can, that is to live without him in the house that he makes Me live in, (See the selection topic: „The true church”, r.n.) and behold, I do not have where to lay My head on earth to have rest and salve for My wound from the man’s departure from Me, for the temples made by human hands do not comfort Me, but only the man in whom I can live with My love, he remaining in it and giving himself as the dwelling place of the Holy Spirit and becoming distributor of the glory that does not pass and does not perish by its work.

Oh, My dear people, do not hurry to leave for your things, but stay now so that I may spend time with you, if you have responded to My calling. Oh, how shall I do, how shall I really do with you to give you longing, that is to feed and wake up your love, oh, how shall I really do? I remember how hard you were getting upset with Me when I was revealing your hidden sin. When I was revealing it to you, you were getting upset and cold with Me, you were hiding and then you were leaving Me, and behold, this is how you left Me and you did not receive Me from the Father, to come into your way to show you the way, to show you your wrongdoings, to heal you from it and to be clean from it, for he who is clean and humble does not fall down, son.  Oh, I was telling you your wrongdoing to spare you from the falling down from it; this is how I loved you, this is how I was showing your way, this is how I wanted to keep you away from the wrongdoing of tomorrow and I did not want you to get lost through it, for the wrongdoings make the man get lost, and they cannot be the man’s way to Me or My way to the man if he does not have the gift of humility in him, the light to illuminate his way.

Oh, My people of old, I have taken tender branches from your midst, and I have done this because I have loved you and I put them to intercede for you before Me, and behold, I come into your way and call you to the spring, for the spring of My word is not stopped, but it springs up and it is without end, just as I am. My people, I have raised from your midst sons with love in them for Me and for you and I wanted to continue to exhort you, after I took to heaven My trumpet full of My sighing before you. (See the selection topic: „The apocalyptic trumpets”, r.n.) I did not want to let you die, and I wanted to blow upon you and to keep you from the devil that was hungry to snatch you from My bosom, and I wanted to save you from the world, My people, but My bridge to you was broken into the middle and then you did no longer eat and then you did no longer know, and then you were no longer able to walk with Me on the way, but you were able to do it by yourself and then you left Me. Ten years of sighing had passed over Me and then the tender branches put forth sprigs and I came down on earth with the time of the third love, for I loved you in My beginning with you and I waited for you to be Mine, and then I loved you in the middle of the time, and then I took a bridge from your midst to Me for you, but My bridge was broken; and behold, I loved you in the end and I still love you with a new time, with the time of the third love, My people of old, for I have raised a bride people from you, a people of New Jerusalem, as I was telling you on the way when I was preaching those that were to be according to this work of the river of word. Oh, I have loved you and I have waited for you, My people. I have waited patiently for you, I have waited in tears in the interceding sons with Me for your fate from Me on the earth; I have been waiting for you by this time, and behold, I am still waiting, and My love for you have become an open book before you, and I have called you through it, I have called you with longing and wound, My people of old. Oh, the one