Rebellious Souls in Purgatory
In the early morning during my prayers, the angel appeared and said, “Come! I will take you to a place that you’ve never seen before. It will be a big surprise.”
When we arrived there, the angel said, “This is a place of screams, anger, and rebellion. The souls here rebel against the penance that they have to do. Most of them don’t accept that they are dead and they feel that they are still part of the world. They are still attached to the world.”
I saw many people in a group. In particular, I saw a man dressed very poorly in a brown coloured garment. He appeared crippled in his movements.
The angel said, “Watch this!”
The man moved towards me in a very awkward manner as if his body was twisted and deformed. Pointing his finger at me, he said, “I know you are very poor!”
I thought to myself, ‘What’s that to do with you.’
He continued, “But I am rich! I am a millionaire! Ha, ha to you! You are poor. You are poor, and I am a millionaire.”
I responded, “Ha, ha to you. You didn’t bring anything with you!” The angel smiled with amusement when I said this to the man. I then asked him, “Did you help anybody or did you share your wealth with others?”
He said, “No! Why should I? It was all mine. I am going back. I totally refuse to stay here!”
The angel then turned to me and said, “Do you see what I mean? It is very hard to control these people. They refuse to accept their penance.”
All of a sudden another person appeared before me. I could see that he was a priest.
The angel said, “He was very hard to control, and it took a long time for him to accept where he is and to change. Now he is alright. He has calmed down.” I was made to understand that immediately after the priest died, he went into a state of uncontrollable anger and endless screaming.
The priest said to me, “I am working on a big project here.” I could see he was very busy moving in different directions and doing things.
The angel then beckoned me and said, “Come, there is something else I need to show you.”
We came to a place that was a vast open space. It appeared we were inside of a building, in which there was a very long, high wall. There were many pictures and artworks of portraits of people covering the wall. Extensive scribble lines covered all the images.
I was watching as two women were toiling away cleaning the scribble lines from all of the pictures. As soon as I saw the two ladies, I recognised them as Australian actresses while they were alive. One of the women was Cornelia Francis.
As the pictures were situated quite high up, the women had to extend themselves to try and reach them. I could see that this was very exhausting for them to the point where they used rage to wipe-off the marks. No sooner would they remove the scribble, it would then reappear. This action would go on and on, repeating itself over and over again.
The ladies were both screaming as they were wiping the pictures. One of them said, “I totally refuse to do it! I don’t want to do it anymore!” As she was saying this, she was screaming at the top of her lungs.
I said to the angel, “I can’t watch this anymore, this is horrible. This is torture.”
I will do anything to help them to get them out of there. These ladies had a very harsh penance. I could feel it, and I knew I had to help them.
The angel said, “They were too busy looking after their careers, and they had no time for God.”
The images on the wall were of many actors and actresses. The women were full of pride for their profession without giving any credit to God. The scribble over the pictures symbolised that in God’s Eyes, what they did on earth means nothing. It is literally, scribble.
When we are prideful and take credit for success in our careers and our achievements, without acknowledging God our Creator, then all of it is meaningless in God’s Eyes.
Lord have mercy on these souls.