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1450 Redirecting and transmitting the power from God....
June 2, 1940: Book 24
Countless living beings are born through the omnipotence of the divine creator, and these beings now fulfil the task assigned to them by the creator. The earthly activity of these beings is quite varied, yet spiritually they all fulfil the same task of feeding everything that comes into contact with them with divine strength, the transfer and transmission of which is their responsibility. They therefore serve as a kind of intermediate station.... they are the collecting vessels that are needed in the whole of creation so that the power from God may penetrate into the darkest corners, for living beings are everywhere, even if they are not always visible to the eye because of their tiny size. But there is no object which is not populated by living beings, and since each of these smallest living beings was created by God's will in order to fulfil a mission, and this mission consists of imparting the power from God which is necessary for earthly life, the spiritual activity of the living beings must be tremendously important, therefore primarily the reason for the emergence of these beings. Thus every being lives, so to speak, through the help of other beings, since the strength from God is transmitted from being to being, but then every living being will align itself with the divine plan of creation and thus will also be destined for earthly activity, which in turn will benefit the whole work of creation. Nothing in creation is without life, as it constantly receives life force from God. This power must be collected in innumerable receiving stations and redirected to other stations. This process can only be seen with the spiritual eye, but will be understandable to people in the depiction of a drainage system that first collects everything flowing into it in order to then pass it on in a way that is beneficial to the earth, i.e. the influx is never wasted haphazardly....
Amen
Translated by Doris Boekers