✞ The virtue of the Cross. Stripping oneself of one’s own will.
Around 6.30 p.m. during our rosary prayer in the parish garden, the church bells of the parish church of Sievernich are ringing when I see a bright light in the sky towards the house of Jerusalem. I go to the house of Jerusalem and I see a golden ball of light in the sky above the statue of Saint Archangel Michael. The sphere of light opens and Saint Michael the Archangel emerges from this sphere of light. His form is brilliant white. He wears a gold smaller crown with a cross on his head. His breastplate is gold. On the breastplate is a crystal cross.
He holds his great golden sword up to heaven. The sword bears the writing on the blade: "Quis est sicut Deus" (Translation: Who is like God?). In his left hand, Saint Michael carries a white shield with gold lettering: "IHS". His sandals on his feet are golden, as are his lamellas, which he wears over his white coat like a Roman soldier. A cross can be seen in the middle at the end of each slat. He is dressed overall like a Roman soldier with a cloak held on his shoulders by two gold brooches. St. Michael speaks:
“I have come to you in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. The blessings of the Father in Heaven, the blessings of the Son my Lord , and the Holy Spirit come upon this place and upon all who truly open their hearts. A difficult time will come upon you. Have no fear! There has never been a time like this on earth. Evil enters the hearts of men. They don't look to the Lord. They fix their eyes on themselves and want to gain their advantage. If the Lord did not intervene, people would destroy themselves. There will be a war for the harvest.”
Archangel Michael descends from heaven and puts his right foot on the ground with the toe pointing towards the statue. He does a half turn in the air. The heel of his foot is exactly nine cobblestones from the statue and goes over three cobblestones to the sixth cobblestone in front of the statue. Then he ascends again to heaven and says:
"I set foot in Germany."
He raises his sword to the sky and above his sword I see a book. It is the Vulgate (Holy Scripture). The script opens and I see the Bible passage John 1:23 "I am the voice of someone crying out in the wilderness. Prepare the way of the Lord, as the prophet Isaiah spoke.”
Saint Archangel Michael speaks:
“Stay true to the faith of your fathers of faith! The prayer of the rosary in my honor and all the angels pray. Every prayer in him is a wing beat from me. The blessings of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit be upon you and accompany you always!”
Saint Michael the Archangel goes back into the sphere of light. It pulsates, gets smaller and disappears.