The Lord is coming down into the book of His word during these days, and the book is opening at His voice and it is being written in it a day of the royal feast.
I am coming down in the citadel of My word with a holy feast. First off, I am going to strengthen the patience and the power for Me in the gates (Gates - those by whom the Lord speaks, the Lord comes as word, r.n.) in order to come in and to work My word, and then to work out its fulfillment. I am putting comfort and alleviation over those who carry Me. I am putting My power over their weaknesses, and I have always set My way when I come, and I always have to work, and behold, it is not through the big ones that I can work, but only in sufferance and weakness do I perfect Myself.
I am kissing now the Romanian land and I am comforting its mourning, its longing and its mystery from the beginning, the first patch of land coming out from the waters at the creation of the world, the fallow land with a treasure in it, and which, I, the Lord, I and only I know it, because My Father has given it to Me to have it as the country of My glory in the end of the time, when I am working again through the word to make a new heaven and a new earth, after that man has filled the earth and the air with his things, those of his pride as a man.
Oh, Romanian land, only I know your borders marked from the beginning by My angels on the map of the expanse of the earth, and you are the first fallow land watched by My own angel, Michael. Your hearth and its mystery is the fallow land with a treasure in it, and your transfiguration is going to happen, a face as in the beginning, and only I know the mystery between you and Me, and I am waiting for your glory and I am protecting with heavenly retinues My citadel of word on your hearth and its mystery from the beginning with God.
Oh, My country, oh, Romanian land, peace to you! I will refresh you, I will clean you from thistles, I am going to breathe with My Spirit and raise many and then more and more from death to life, and you will be a country of saints, of beautiful people like God, for your mystery is sweet and holy, it is My making from the beginning, it is My great expectation, like the Bridegroom, Who is waiting for His bride to adorn her, to fill her with His glory, and also to fill with glory those who are going to celebrate the days of the Lamb, the days of the Lord’s glory, for this is your destiny: to bear on your hearth the glory of My days, your treasure, to give rest to the Lord from His waiting within His coming on your bedding, for behold, I am coming to renew the world, to make a new heaven and a new earth, and to make them by the word, and you that have opened yourself to Me to come and here I am, word on your table, and with it I am ruling and shepherding, for the word coming out of My mouth is coming to be accomplished, oh My today’s country. Amen.