The Fruits of Suffering

By Valentina Papagna

March 26, 2019

In the morning, while I was praying, the angel appeared and said, “I am the angel of the Lord, I have come to take you with me.”

The angel was very joyful but did not say where we were going. He then said, “Do you know all the suffering for the souls, all the offerings and sacrifices that you do and you offer to the Lord, come, I will show you the fruits produced from all those offerings and sacrifices.”

Suddenly, we were in Heaven, and I could see beautiful gardens. The angel extended his right hand towards the Heavenly Gardens and said, “You see the beautiful plantation of flowers; they are the fruit produced from your sufferings.”

He asked me, “Do you like the flowers?”

I said, “Beautiful!”

The flowers were quite tall, about half a metre in height. The colours of the flowers were bright orange and red. It was like a plantation of flowers; they all looked the same.  They were so fresh and so real, more alive than earthly flowers. I could smell their beautiful fragrance.

The angel then asked, “Are you happy with what I am showing you?”

I answered, “Yes, oh so beautiful.”

He said, “How many souls came to Heaven through you, through your suffering. You should be happy that this is revealed to you. It is not visible to you on earth. It is like a little reward for you, for all your suffering.”

“Come, I have another surprise that I want to show you.”

Suddenly, walking through the Heavenly Gardens, we walked towards a building which resembled a church. Guided by the angel, we both entered the building.

The angel said, “In a minute you will meet our Lady, Blessed Mother, the Mother of God, the Mother of Jesus. She invites you to come to visit her in her home.”

All of a sudden, our Blessed Mother came, accompanied by four ladies. She welcomed us and led us to an Altar situated against the far wall of the room. At the Altar, there was a beautiful image of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Our Blessed Mother asked us to kneel. As she was standing beside us, she said, “Let us adore the Sacred Heart of my Son Jesus, Who is too offended by the World.”

Our Lady was dressed ever so beautifully, in a pale-blue, almost white, flowing garment. She was luminous, shining and glowing with light. She then asked us to consecrate ourselves to the Sacred Heart of our Lord Jesus. One of the saintly ladies was holding the Prayer of Consecration, and we recited this prayer in unison.

We were joyous as we were making this Consecration to the Sacred Heart of our Lord Jesus. When we finished the prayer, we all stood up. Together, we then walked towards a table situated in another part of the room. Blessed Mother stood among us.

I said, “How good it is to be at home with the Blessed Mother, you could not ask for anything better. Such joy!”

Suddenly, among the group of people, the little Boy Jesus appeared. He was about eight to nine years of age. He had curly, blonde hair and was wearing a white tunic. He stuck His Head out from behind one of the ladies and asked, “What about Me?”

I looked at Him and said with a tone of endearment, “Hello Beautiful!” As I said this, everybody turned their attention to the little Boy Jesus and smiled at Him.

Jesus was so happy and joyful. He didn’t want to be left out, because after all, the Heavenly Home is His.

As I turned around, I saw two saintly women that I knew were from Ancient times. They were both dressed in bright, silvery and shiny satin garments, and wore loosely draped head coverings. They smiled at me, and in my heart, I knew they were St Ann and St Elizabeth. St Ann is the mother of our Blessed Mother and St Elizabeth the mother of St John the Baptist. They then walked out of the building.

The angel asked me, “Did you enjoy the Heavenly visitation?’

I answered, “Oh, yes. It was so beautiful.”

He said, “You see from time to time you deserve a little reward for all your pain and suffering. Be grateful to our Lord and thank Him for the reward He gives you, and for the strength He gives you.”

Thank you, Lord, for all your graces and blessings.