Oh, I have My trumpet Virginia in the midst of the saints of My today’s descent. She was My comfort and the comfort of My saints in My days with her on earth, for My work through her was great and so was My today’s beginning with her for the mystery of the new birth of the world, a birth by the word, as it was at the beginning, and she supports much from among the saints the progress of My work started with her, but you need great love, too, My peo-ple, great, great, for the Lord is great, and all His work with you has to be like that.
Oh, Virginia, My trumpet from which I, the Lord, started to sound on earth in the year of 1955! Oh, the man cannot understand My wound after man. I have used so much gentle-ness in the midst of this people, which I started to build once with the beginning of My work with you on earth! So many sons have been sealed by the mystery of this word, which is crying of long-ing after man, from heaven down to earth! Oh, so much pain I have got from those who have heard well My gentle word and did not love to remain within it! There has passed fifty years and then five more years, and behold a history of the Lord written on earth during these days, and which I am writing with longing. I would like to have as My people and of My today’s work all those who have heard the whisper of this holy word and full of gentleness after man, but the man takes much after this feeling, after his sight, after his mind and does not know to take from the Lord the things that come to him in order to build him. I am speaking with you from among the saints, but I am also speaking for those who believe this. Oh, how much pain comes up to Me from those who doubt of My today’s work! They have not learned the spirit of gentleness from those who heard My today’s voice over them, and many of them have remained cold or gone into coldness. I am suffering from them. They might be hurt too, but in their way and not as I am suffering from them, oh, not so, My Virginia, My last trumpet!