Feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus
This morning, when I prayed the Angelus, three Angels appeared.
They said, “Adore the Sacred Heart of Jesus, which is so offended in the world today. His Heart is pierced right through. Console Him.”
All three Angels were so happy and excited to speak to me. They began speaking at the same time. One asked, “Do you know me?” Then the second repeated, “Do you know me?” The third did the same, almost as if they were competing with each other for my attention.
“Valentina, do you know us? Do you know me? I took you there, I took you everywhere. I was always with you,” they were saying.
Calmly, I replied, “Yes, you look familiar.”
They said, “Of course, we look familiar! We took you everywhere. We guide you and protect you.”
I said, “I thank you, I thank all the angels for their help and guidance.”
They continued, “We are always with you. We always protect you. Don’t worry, we are sent by God, but you must be courageous and speak to people.”
I said, “Well, I do my best, and that is all I can do.”
The Angel in the centre held a small open booklet, its pages filled with writing. Some writing went across, some downward. Wherever there was a little bit of space, there was writing on it. This was a book of Messages.
The Angels did not explain the meaning of the booklet.
The centre Angel said, “We know you come from Slovenia, and you pray for your country, but now the world offends God so much, even your country, Slovenia. They all worship football. They worship the ball, but nobody worships God. God is so offended. He is really down.”
“You have to tell people that in the middle of summer, there will be punishment coming to humanity. It will be two or three degrees below zero—freezing, just like people’s hearts are frozen. Our Lord will permit this punishment to happen.”
As the Angel spoke of how our Lord God is so offended and sad, I started crying and crying for Him.
I said, “But what can I do? They won’t listen to me.”
They replied, “You try your best, but keep trying, and don’t give up.”
Turning around, I gasped to see God the Father seated beside me on a small bench, dressed as a Priest, His Holy Head bowed in profound sadness. I was crying for our Lord because the pain that God the Father was feeling entered into my heart. I felt he had just had enough of everything.
I said to the angels, “But there are still people who love God.”
They replied, “Yes, but that is just a drop in the ocean.”
“See God the Father, how sad He is?” They said.
Lord God, have mercy on the world.