Bread Rolls and Rotten Grapes
This morning, I was taken to Heaven by the Angel, and we met our Lord Jesus.
Our Lord held some bread rolls in His hands and was showing them to me.
He asked, “Who likes My Bread? I know Valentina likes My Bread.” Our Lord was referring to the Holy Eucharist.
He began breaking the Bread and giving it to us to consume. The Bread was very tasty.
I said, “Yes, but Lord Jesus, next time You bake, can You bake underneath a little bit more—it is not crusty enough. Only a little bit more baking.”
Our Lord said, “She likes crusty bread!”
After we had a session with our Lord, where He was teaching us about the Holy Eucharist, a lady approached me, holding a plastic bag. She opened my empty handbag and dropped some grapes into it from the plastic bag.
I looked at the grapes in my bag, some of which were really rotten, and thought, ‘Ahh, it doesn’t look good. How rude. She throws them in just like that! At least, she could have put them in a bag. What am I going to do with these grapes?’
The lady said, “You have to carry them and offer them to our Lord.”
Another lady then appeared. She approached me and then dropped these really big grapes right next to me, but they didn’t belong to me. I took one of the grapes and tasted it, and it was very sweet.
That means the Precious Blood of our Lord Jesus.
I then came out of there and encountered a person. He started talking to me in his native language, which I did not understand. I said to him, “Maybe you better speak in English. I understand English.”
He said, “I came from Europe. I have been there many times with my wife, but each time I come back, I feel very homesick. I love to stay there, but then things happened, and now I am here. I can’t go back.”
I said, “But now you are in the presence of our Lord. What more do you want? You should be happy.”
He was talking and talking, telling me, “My wife is also here. I see my wife, but she went far away—she went to get something.” It appears they are not together, but she died too.
I said, “Oh, I met your wife, but she walked very fast.” Walking very fast is the penance this soul has to suffer.
I said to the man, “I’m sorry, but I have to go now. I can’t talk to you any longer.”
I left the man, and as I walked, I encountered many people, both men and women, but mainly women. They looked very poor. They looked like lost sheep, wandering all over the place, not knowing in which direction to go or what to do.
All of a sudden, pitch darkness came, and I said to the Angel, “I’m going to go home. I’m going to find my way home.”
The Angel said, “Close your eyes.” I closed my eyes as instructed.
I then opened my eyes, and everything was in bright light. The Angel said, “These people are all in darkness. You have to offer them at Holy Mass when you attend. Offer them and pray for them.”
I asked, “Where is this place?”
“Oh, this is far away from where you live,” the Angel replied.
I offered them all at the Holy Mass today. I said, “Lord Jesus, be merciful to all these souls. I don’t know their names, especially the person suffering from homesickness.”