Good Fruits Produced Through Offerings and Suffering
This morning, I was in so much pain. My leg was so sore that every minute, I would sit up in bed as I couldn’t take the pain anymore. Even my eyes today are sore.
Then, the Angel came and took me away. He brought me to a Heavenly place, inside a building. Above me was a dome covered in what looked like the whitest white linen, while inside was all aglow with a golden light.
A lemon tree was growing in the middle of this lovely place. It produced the most beautiful big lemons.
I said, “Wow! I have never seen anything so beautiful.”
I thought, ‘I’m going to take one. The lemons look so healthy and good.’ As I reached out to take one of them, immediately, the Angel gestured with his finger and said, “No! Don’t touch it!”
I noticed that only one little lemon looked rotten. The Angel took it and threw it away. The rest of them were good.
He said, “Valentina, this is the good fruit you produced through your suffering.”
Then, the Angel and I stepped outside the domed building into a garden. As we did so, we encountered a group of angels, all singing. I counted about seven of them. One of the singing angels, about fifteen years old, was playing a harp. They were all singing and singing, and there was such a joyous atmosphere.
The Angel accompanying me said, “The angel (playing the harp) wants to cheer you up because you suffered a lot.”
Feeling a little embarrassed, I said, “Our Lord Jesus needs cheering up.”
As we moved through the garden, we encountered a lady with curly golden hair. She was of quite a strong build. She ran to me, and she hugged me.
I was thinking, ‘I don’t know this lady.’
She said, “Valentina, I thank you, and I thank you, and I love you!”
The Angel said to me, “She was Muslim while alive on earth. You prayed for her, and that’s why she is grateful to you. Where she is now, you helped her with your offerings.”
I always say to our Lord, “Lord Jesus, there are people of all races and religions, but the true God is only You.”
Many times, Muslim people come to me and ask me to pray for them.
It was such a beautiful atmosphere. Then, all of a sudden, I found myself back home.