2012.12.13 - The word of God at the feast of the Saint apostle Andrew, the first one called - Lord Jesus (best new books to read .TXT) 📗

and from far away, the Mystery of My birth from the Virgin, My growth and then My apostleship and My bloody sacrifice for the salvation of the world, which did not want and does not want to stay with the heaven on earth, because the world wants otherwise, and it wants to have life on earth and it does not want to have the kingdom of the heavens, for which the world does no longer pray after the truth, even if it has learned to tell God the prayer for the obedient sons and My disciples by their work and whom I taught to pray like Me and to tell the Father Sabaoth: «Our Father in heaven, let Your will be done, as in heaven, so on earth». (Matt. 6:9. 10) Oh, the Father has a kingdom on earth, but it has nothing to do with the world, nothing of this world, (See the selection topic: „About the kingdom of God”, r.n.) for it is not of this world and it is far from it and few people long after it and want it to be theirs, and I, the Lord, have the mysterious joy and I get comforted with it, because I could set apart this kingdom, as big as a little kernel in the eyes of the people but great for heaven, as the Lord is great within His saints in heaven and on earth and He does His work. Amen.

 

— Near You, Lord, I make room and word for the crowning of the mystery of this day, my day of feast, Your apostle Andrew, and his day near the day of the sealing of Your Holy of Holies on these days, from where You speak on earth on the holy mountain and You are the Cornerstone, Jesus Christ-the Word.

 

We are putting on the head of the witness bishop from that day, who was with Us here, We are bestowing now the holy comfort, the memorial of the day when We were here together for the sealing of this little garden of word. Oh, bow, brother bishop, and sit now with the Lord and with Us within the mystery of the comfort of that time, when the Lord was comforted here with Us, those who were gathered together here from heaven and from the earth for the sealing with the law of holiness of this little garden. Let your spirit and body shake at this great and holy memorial. Pray to Christ, the great Bishop, and tell Him with a holy and clean thrill: “Lord with Your fear pierce my body so that I may keep Your way, for the fear of God helps me renew my wisdom for You and do not let me depart from Your glory, for I am weak and I ask You to help me and to have me as Yours, written into Your book to remain and not to be wiped out from it. Amen.”  

 

Your name cannot be wiped out from this book, oh, my brother bishop, for the Lord has put you into it, the Lord and not you. No one can wipe out his name from this book, even if he wants to leave this way, and he will give an account according to this book opened by the Lamb of God and set now on the earth for its making.

 

Oh, your little heart is heavy. Oh, how great is the oppression on the earth for those who have a big heart and great love, for their faith and its course are oppressed but the Lord is merciful, because there are times of trial for Him and for those who love Him. It is a day of glory here now. The heavenly powers are organized in groups by groups and they are listening to the heavenly word. Oh, remember! Let your little heart startle on this day, for the Lord is going before and is glorifying Himself over the earth from this stone. Behold, we are giving you comfort so that you may also give from it there where you absence hurts, there where you can also be otherwise, carried by those in heaven.

 

Blessed is this day of feast and its memorial and let it be blessed its pain too, and also let this pain bring forth fruit for heaven, for the Lord is here within a great mystery and this is how He works here too. Amen.

 

— I, the Lord, have left word in the book for this day of memorial and I am preparing now for this day of teaching and celebration in heaven and on earth for My trumpet Verginica and her place among the saints, and we will set great teaching on your table with Me, well My people. Prepare your little heart to come and sit down beautifully before the spirit of the teaching upon you, which you always need to be bestowed upon your life. Behold, My trumpet is staying at the border with her day of feast and with her teaching and she is speaking upon you and is saying:

 

-  I miss my people of old times, I miss it, Lord, and I miss the little one born on the way, oh, Lord, with whom I have come here to spend now with comfort for my pain full of longing and remembrance with longing. I miss You in those who have given away the glory and the power of Your word, Lord, for the time of their love has passed once with them, and I look upon it to comfort my pain, as my tear that comes from pain brings much comfort, and I will sit with You and with the spirit of teaching on Your table of word, with Your little people of this time now. Amen.

 

— Oh, peace to you, heavenly witnesses! I have come with you and I have sat here with you, at the table of the world and memorial. Oh, peace to you, My trumpet of old, by which I, the Lord, breathed My word upon a rebellious people! We go on to the next day and I want to sit Ourselves down into the book and to give Ourselves further to others. Amen. 

 

Peace to you, My people! Prepare your little heart and prepare your mind and power, for day by day We will set holy teaching between you and Us, and We will breathe holy power from heaven upon you, for it always has to be refreshed for you both from above and from below, lest it may go out in you, well sons. Amen, amen, amen.

13-12-2012.

 

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[1] God’s Word in „Holy Citadel New Jerusalem” monastery, Glodeni – Romania, redactor note.

[2] Translated by I.A.

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