We used to attend a particular church for a good number of years on and off. The priest says a good mass but gradually he veered towards eco liberal thinking. He promoted the church as fighting social problems and less about the salvation of souls. A few years ago at mass a full chalice of […]The Spilled Precious Blood.
I’ve had this book for a while and use some prayers from it. Since Friday God has drawn me to the consolation and adoration prayers.
These wonderful prayers and messages in the devotion to the most precious blood draw us closer to Jesus’s suffering. Also the sacred importance of perfect reverence to The Eucharist and Holy Precious Blood.
On Monday the 8th of November I said four divine mercies while I was resting in bed before sleep. In the past I have said 4 divine mercies and from this a vision or a dream has occurred. The 4 DMs seem to be a spiritual portal or doorway. Jesus has in the past allowed me to see glimpses of heaven and purgatory. During the night I was shown a glimpse of Hell. It was a dream or inner vision but it happened and ended quickly.
I had seen Hell as a child. Jesus had locked that memory in my life for later to show me where I could have ended up if I had not turned to him and moved away from a sinful life. This was revealed to me via my wife by Jesus as being the reason for this experience.My childhood perception was of seeing my whole family falling into a swirling volcanic mess.
On Monday I was given another glimpse. I have an old friend who passed away some years ago. By all accounts a nice man who was liked by everyone. He was given many things in life and was a Catholic like me. There is more to this story but I have to be conscious of his family. Its highly unlikely his children will ever read about this. Our Blessed Mother said’ write with love’ back in 2019.
Jesus reads the heart in judgement. Jesus told us people send themselves there. People reject Jesus bitterly during judgement blaming Our Lord for everything. I believe this happened with him.
On Monday I saw a fiery Martian backdrop and a cliff about 30 metres in front of me with a chasm down the middle. On each side of the cliff were buses heading towards a gap in the middle. Inevitably these two buses were to fall off the gap into the valley. Bones laid strewn on the floor just below the cliff. I didn’t see my friend but heard him and I was either viewing what he was seeing or standing next to him. My friend was looking up at the cliff. He was crying fearfully as he knew he would be next to go in the bus. I didn’t see him. I heard screaming in the distance of a variety of people and I heard the moans of my friend near me. His London accent I remember and the sorrowful sound of him saying ‘No no’. I woke up in the night and said to my wife’ help me’. He is someone I knew, who I loved and he has gone. I still feel sad that he has perished.
In Hell I was aware of the psychological horror, the loneliness, the sadism of demons and the absence of God. It was a feeling of emptiness; that your time is over because you had your chance on earth. I know Jesus feels sorrow for souls who go there. If I feel sad for my friend, its much worse for Jesus.
It’s a place to avoid and I was left with that feeling that others have who have seen Hell.
You wouldn’t wish the place on anyone.