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From the first words that I read of these Messages - "True Life in God" - I received a diaphanous conscience and knowledge of that it was really Jesus who was talking to me.

It was as an unexpected encounter with Jesus, of a simple and unique way, but that it did not admit in my heart nor the tiniest doubt.

¡Yes, these messages come from God!

God bless TLIG and all of you,
David.
(Isla de San Miguel de La Palma - Spain)

In my living room I have two framed pictures - one of the Immaculate Heart of Mary and one of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Both were passed on to me when my Grandma died. It was looking at these pictures as a child that I learned to say the rosary from my Grandma, so they hold a lot of value to me. Anyway, one day I was in my living room just dusting the furniture. As I dusted I was talking to Jesus in my mind, I don't remember exactly what. I was by the picture of His Sacred Heart and stopped to look at Him. I thought I could smell incense faintly and so I took the picture off of the wall and brought it to me to smell. It seemed to definitely be incense. I felt overcome with emotion and unworthy. I immediately fell to my knees and started to cry saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" for everything that I have done wrong. It took a long time to finally compose myself. Right after this I started to doubt whether or not I really smelled incense or not. Now I realize that it doesn't matter whether I smelled incense or not, all that matters is that I felt His Presence very strongly. I also believe that I did smell incense because I have had that picture up on the wall a long time and have never felt the need to take it down before. I attribute this closeness I felt for the Lord to TLIG and Vassula. It was TLIG that taught me to talk to Jesus during my mundane little tasks. This has helped me feel the Lord closer than ever before.

TLIG Reader

Dear friends,

I'd like to share with you how God helped me when in doubt about TLIG messages.

One month ago, I attended a youth session and one of my acquaintances, to whom I had given the first volume of TLIG, approached me with a bunch of accusations against Vassula and her mission. Calumnies, misinterpreted facts, of which she was not the source. However, she was full of good will and only wanted to prevent me from taking a wrong path. I tried to find an appropriate answer. Nevertheless, even though I've read almost all the messages, which really helped me a lot to discover Christ, those calumnies pinched me. I tried to remove them with my arguments.

After that I arrived at the session and was too busy to think about it. Anyway, one evening, as I was staying before Jesus in the Holy Sacrament of the Eucharist, I reminded Him that. I simply told Him : "You know what's in my soul - do find a way to solve it". After that I didn't think about the matter any more.

On the way back to my home city, I was sitting next to a young theologian I had met at that session. We began to talk and he recommended me some web sites among which...www.vassula.org. Of course I asked him the opinion about the messages. And he assured me that the messages are clean (dogmatically speaking) and the fruits they bear are another proof of their authenticity. He also mentioned how touched he was by the intimacy between Our Lord and Vassula.

So God made me hear the confirmation from the mouth of a genuine theologian. What could I want more? A fast, sure answer.

So be not troubled by calumnies and misinterpretations. The Truth is always victorious. And when in doubt, pray and God will surely reply your sincere prayers.

TLIG Reader

06may02
In the early spring of 1994 I was in college in the US. I was strapped financially and bankrupt spiritually, and emotionally. One night in the living room of my one bedroom apartment I cried out to God in despair. I had ignored him since my teen years but always believed he was there and now I really needed to know that he was listening. There alone in the dark I felt a comforting feeling. No words, just a presence that gave me tremendous peace. I went to my mother's house and got a Bible. Every night I would sit on the kitchen floor reading the scripture. I could not afford lamps so the only light was in the kitchen. I devoured page after page, the hunger was so great. I started in the New Testament after the Gospels. It's sounds crazy, but I felt like St. Paul was my Bible teacher. I had found a local Church and began going to any Mass I could get to during the week and, of course, on Sundays. New things were beginning to happen in my soul - wonderful things.

I found a local Catholic bookstore and saw some strange books with handwriting in them, not typed words. I bought volume 1 and rented a videotape of a woman named Vassula. I thought what an odd name as I knew nothing about the Greek language or culture. In my ignorance of spiritual matters I simply accepted that Jesus was talking to her. Why not? In fact, her face even kind of looked like how I thought Jesus would look like. I had not read very much into volume 1 when one night I had a dream. This was not an ordinary dream. In fact, I would say that I have never had a dream like it before or since. In the dream, I was in a building with large glass windows. The sky could be seen through them above the buildings. I noticed that the sun had slipped away out of the corner of my eye. I turned and looked and saw a woman in the sky. She was no holy woman. I took her to be a prostitute. In large capital letters underneath her was written the words, "FALLEN, FALLEN IS BABYLON THE GREAT". A voice read the phrase powerfully like an edict and the earth shook causing the sky to fall apart leaving nothing but darkness behind it. As I continued to look I noticed a light in the far distance, maybe the other side of the universe according to my little mind. When I realized that the light was Jesus and it was coming toward me, it shot through my heart like an arrow. It kept flowing like a river of light and was the more it poured into me the more my flesh was changing into light - I would say exploding out of me and growing through me to other people present in the building and the same was happening to them. For a moment I was outside of myself and saw the look on my face. I will never forget it - it was ecstasy, pure ecstasy!

I woke up with tears flowing from my eyes thanking Jesus. I just kept saying Jesus, Jesus, Jesus! Probably babbling like an idiot. Later in the day I went to my Bible and asked the Lord to teach me what this all meant. At the time I did not know the Bible very well except for a few books written by Paul. I opened randomly and read, "FALLEN, FALLEN IS BABYLON THE GREAT" (Rev. 18:2). I closed the Bible shocked and put it away. A week later I came back and said, "o.k. Lord, I don' know what this means but please talk to me again". I opened to the Old Testament this time thinking I really don't know the Old Testament. I opened it and it read, "FALLEN, FALLEN IS BABYLON THE GREAT"  (Is 21:9). I was shocked! I prayed and continued to read volume 1.

In a few days I felt God explain to my heart that I was Babylon the Great in a way, purely personal. I had let all the kingdoms of the world build up in my soul over the years: greed, lack of love, selfishness etc, etc. Now He had torn that tower down and had laid a sure foundation, which was Him. Slowly, we would rebuild brick by brick but this time using the bricks of love, humility, Justice etc.

The school that he used to teach me has been the TLIG volumes. Since then I cannot stop praying, reading and growing in His Light. God said that he chose Vassula because she is a "nothing". One day I asked Jesus, "Lord if Vassula is a "nothing" what does that make me because surely she was better than I was". I opened one the volumes at random and read, "You are the least of your brothers". I felt squashed but a tremendous joy at the same time. He flooded my heart with Love and I rejoiced in the fact that I am the least of my brothers. What a paradox God is: when I am the least He lifts me up.

That was 9 years ago and to say all that the TLIG messages have meant to me would take more pages than I could fill. What a wonderful God who leaves the 99 sheep to search out the 1 who had strayed. Praised be His name!

Robert

Dear brothers and sisters in Jesus,

In 1970 I stopped going to Sunday Mass, Communion, and the Church. I became very critical of the Church and belittled the Church, its stuffy hierarchy, its riches, pomposity, the priests, bishops, cardinals, the Pope, etc. I had a great career, all the material things, world travels, a loving marriage and family. I was a scientist, I was smart, I did not believe in non-scientific mush. I did not need God, I did not think of Jesus. I thought anyone who read the Bible needed to get a life. I was doing just fine and was very happy.

It was on Thursday before Good Friday in 1999, when I happened to watch a TV program about the life of Jesus. I watched it with the usual criticisms of how poor the acting, how boring the story. But, I did not change channels and continued watching. At the end of the program, one thing struck me deeply - the unconditional love Jesus had for everyone, rich, poor, healthy, sick, the good, the bad… Since the following day was Good Friday and I still remembered that stations of the Cross was on that day, I decided to go and see what changed after 29 years. Some things changed: no one wore a veil, and the attire was casual compared to pre 1970’s. It was when they sang “Were you there when they crucified my Lord” that I could not contain my tears. I did not understand why I felt so emotional and it was embarrassing (I did not care since I knew no one there). After the Stations, I saw people lining up by the confessional and I decided to go - I cried in the confessional and I cried all the way home. My husband was alarmed by my condition - I told him there is nothing wrong, did not get into an accident, no one died, and he’s not guilty of anything. I went to Church on Sunday and received communion for the first time in 29 years. I was happy, with a feeling I still cannot describe, but, I would also cry uncontrollably each time I received communion; this went on for over three months.

My scientific mind could not accept why this was happening to me but that was when I believed with my heart that I was receiving the Body and Blood of my Lord Jesus. That was when I wanted to know everything I could find about Jesus. I read the Bible, but I could not understand it. I read the best sellers on how to read the Bible, on what the Bible is all about, about God, about Jesus - but all I got was more confusion. Then I switched to books by the Church Fathers, well known theologians, books about saints, books by protestant preachers - they were better, but still did not satisfy me. Then, around may of this year, someone loaned me a book (Vassula’s Book I). I agreed to read it out of curiosity and also for the purpose to tell the person what a rubbish such books were. However, once I started reading, I felt a bond, a familiar love from Jesus coming at me that I was not accustomed of nor ever imagined but somehow it felt right, it felt familiar, and it felt peace like finally coming home. I bought all the TLIG books and many of the tapes. Now, I am reading the Bible with a hunger that I cannot describe - it is more exciting than discovering a new chemical compound or even a new world. Now my life is different, my priorities are different, and I finally see what I have been missing all these years even though I thought I had everything I really had nothing. I did not seek My Lord, I did not deserve My Lord, but by His grace He found me.

June 2, 1988
"I have been found by those who did not seek Me and have revealed Myself to those who did not consult Me." So I, the Lord, tell you - open your hearts, not your mind!”
June 18, 1992
“I shall make the prophecies of Isaiah 1 come true: "I have been found by those who did not seek Me and have revealed Myself to those who did not consult Me"

In Jesus and Mary,
vls

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