Friday, July 4, 2025

Suffering for the Holy Souls Who Died in the Wars

Message from Heaven to Valentina Papagna in Sydney, Australia on June 19, 2025

I finished my evening prayers and thanked the Lord for all the graces I receive every day of my life.

I thought my night would be peaceful, but then I experienced one of the worst nights ever. I endured so much suffering that I could not sleep.

I was saying to myself that if the pain is from the Lord, then let it be, but if it is not, then ‘be gone, you evil spirit.’

Suddenly, the Angel came and said, “Your pain is for the people who are dying in the wars.”

Then the Angel said, “Come, I will take you with Me so you can see for yourself.”

Suddenly, the Angel brought me to a building, all devastated and in ruin.

As I entered the building, I noticed the floor was concrete, but when I started to walk further in, I began to sink, and as I looked down at my feet, to my horror, I was standing in blood. The blood started to pour out from everywhere within the building. The whole area was full of blood—a mix of pink and red. My feet were sinking into the deep pool of blood. There were lumps of blood-like clots everywhere. It was a terrible sight.

Suddenly, a very saintly lady appeared and said, “Valentina, I will help you to clean this place.”

Brooms appeared, and we started cleaning the floor by sweeping the blood.

While we were cleaning, to my left, a couple of metres away, on a small platform, stood the Angel that brought me to Purgatory and our Lord Jesus. They were talking to each other, and I was close enough to hear what they were saying.

Our Lord was telling the Angel, "The evil humanity never learn to forgive one another and love one another, but continue with destruction and killing—always hate."

At the same time, as I was cleaning and listening to our Lord, I was also afraid of Him, thinking that He was coming to check to see if I was doing a good job. At that moment, I experienced a profound sense of awe and reverence for our Lord—a holy fear of God.

The saintly lady and I cleaned most of the blood, so now we could see the concrete floor, although some blood stains remained. In some places, I had to scrub the blood and human remains off the floor, but the presence of the saintly lady made it a lot easier.

Leading me towards a large blood-stained plastic sheet on the ground, she said, “Valentina, lift this plastic sheet and take it outside (of the building) and wash it.”

The Saintly lady remained inside while I dragged the plastic sheet outside. While hosing it down of all the blood, to my horror, pieces of human flesh and fragments of human bone started to appear on the plastic.

Suddenly, I felt nauseous and tried pushing the pieces of flesh to the side into the mud so that no one could see it.

The Angel came out following me and said, “Do the best you can to clean it.”

I said to the Angel, “I feel sick! I hate blood! I never liked the sight of blood.”

The Angel smiled and said, “It doesn’t bother me.”

I replied, “I did all this because I was afraid of what our Lord would say if I didn’t do a proper job.”

The Angel said, “Do you know that you received a strong power from God? Otherwise, without God’s grace, you would not be able to do this on your own.”

Cleaning the blood made me feel nauseous, but I could deal with it only through God’s grace. Otherwise, I would have fainted. I felt His strength come over me.

I said, “But still, I hate the blood. Just to see it, I feel sick.”

The Angel said, “Our Lord chose you to do all that you are doing, and you are part of His Plan for what is happening in the world today. You console our Lord, for He is offended by the war that is happening, and you help the Holy Souls killed, so horrifically blown to pieces, and dying unrepentant.”

“Valentina, be happy—your reward will be great. Our Lord Jesus loves you very much. Pray for the world that peace will come soon.”

I felt there was a lot of destruction around me, possibly the area of the actual war devastation. I could hear people talking, but I could not see them. It is so horrific—people blown to pieces, and I could see pieces of human flesh and fragments of bone. Some children died here as well.

Then the Angel took me back home. I was feeling nauseous and sick for many days, and I found it difficult to eat after that experience.

Source: ➥ valentina-sydneyseer.com.au