Our Lord Leads Us by the Hand when we are Humble
During the night, I suffered much pain. Suddenly, the Angel came and said, “Come with me, I have to show you different things.”
I didn’t know where the Angel was taking me, but soon we arrived in Purgatory. This part of Purgatory was not dark, but filled with a misty grey light. I saw abandoned buildings and souls waiting. As we passed through, speaking to the Holy Souls, consoling them, we continued walking and eventually came to a Church.
We went into the Church, where the souls of men, women, and children sat in the pews. There was an Altar, and next to it stood a tall portrait of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. I knelt, made the Sign of the Cross, and said, “Glory to You, My Lord Jesus.”
I asked the Angel, “How come these people don’t glorify our Lord?”
The Angel replied, “They are not allowed to because they should have done so while they were alive.”
The Holy Souls in this church were making their reparation because, while they were alive, they did not behave properly in church. They did not show reverence—during the Holy Mass some would talk, others let their children run freely.”
On the far side of the church, I saw souls exiting and I was about to follow them.
They said to me, “You cannot follow us.”
I said to the Angel, “That’s strange, they asked me to pray for them, and then they tell me not to follow them.”
The Angel did not explain to me where these souls were going, but said, “We have to go further on.”
The Angel and I left the church and then found ourselves walking down a road. I noticed I was wearing a long, pale blue dress with a pattern, and my feet were bare. The further we walked, the grey mist diminished and it became lighter.
I said to the Angel, “Oh well, there is nothing for me to do but to humble myself.”
I put my hands together in prayer and said, “Every step I make, Lord, it is for Your glory, and where that will lead me, I don’t know.”
In that moment, I truly felt we are nothing. I became so emotional that I humbled myself, realising I am hopeless without our Lord. The Angel let me continue on my own while he stayed at the corner of the garden. He let me experience what it is like to be nothing on your own and to rely completely on our Lord.
The Angel smiled and said, “Offer your humility to our Lord. He will accept it. You see how many souls are suffering, and how many more are in a deeper suffering. Especially now, with the war going on, so many people die unrepentant, and they are everywhere. Our Lord tries to be merciful to all of them, so you have to help them. Help them to get out of this place.”
I asked, “Why don’t the souls humble themselves?” As I said these words, I understood in that moment that God truly accepts humility, especially the more you humble yourself to nothing.
I said to the Angel, “I feel very peaceful and good.”
The Angel said, “Don’t worry about the world. You have to be detached from the world and united with our Lord.”
As we kept walking, suddenly a lady with a pram appeared beside me on my right. She stepped in front of me, making me stop. She wore a burgundy tunic and a white veil. Then I realised this lady was our Blessed Mother!
I joyfully exclaimed, “Oh, Blessed Mother!”
Blessed Mother looked sad. She leaned over the pram, picked up little Jesus, and gently set Him down. He had blonde curly hair and was full of joy.
He came over to me, stretched out His little hand, and took mine. I looked at His little fingers, amazed by His beauty and fragility. We walked together, then He let go of my hand, still walking alongside me. After a while, He reached out His little hand again, and we walked hand in hand for a long way.
He said, “See, you are never alone, I Am always with you.”
It felt as if Little Jesus were saying, “Oh, how I love that you are humble.” Our Lord truly leads us by the hand when we are humble.
Blessed Mother walked with us, pushing the little pram. We all stopped, and she came in front of me, picked up Little Jesus, and gently placed Him back in the pram. They went ahead, I followed, and suddenly I was back in my room.