Eucharistic Experience  


March 26, 2012 by Ida Peerdeman

During Holy Mass at the Intercessory Prayers “the Light” came over the altar and the priests and then spread slowly over all people present, and I heard:

“Yes, verily, may ‘the Light’ come down upon all of you.”

At the Consecration “the Light” shone only over the altar and the priests and we seemed to be in the shade, and I heard:

“This is My Body, which has been sacrificed for you and wants to live within you. My sons, take Me again among the people.”

Then “the Light” radiated again over all those present. On re­ceiving “Our Lord” I had a heavenly vision and heard:

“Come, follow Me and understand all this rightly.”

At once I stood in a large plain and in its centre there was a temple from ancient times. The columns were somewhat crumbled. On the top of the columns at the front I saw a triangular timpan ornamented with all sorts of figures. Big, stone steps lay before the temple and inside I saw a tiled floor. From the cloud hanging above I heard “the Voice” complaining:

“Ahab! Ahab!”

Then this vision disappeared and instead of this temple I saw St. Peter’s. A huge spider wove a large cobweb which covered the whole front of St. Peter’s. Dark clouds were hanging in the sky and from these clouds “the Voice” called in an even more lamenting tone, as of a dying person:

“My sons, My sons! Why did you forsake Me?
My people, My people! Why did you forsake Me ?
Come back to your true doctrine, within the true Church.”

On hearing this I felt a great sadness in my heart. Then I real­ized that something was going on in the Vatican. I could not see what was happening…All at once the cobweb disappeared from St. Peter’s and above in the sky I saw a beautiful rainbow with lustrous colours. And I heaved a sigh of relief. Then everything faded away. “The Light” was still shining over all of us and now also slowly disappeared.

I thanked “the Lord” and said: “Dear Lord, how thankful we should be, that You show to the little ones we are, the way we have to go.” These words came spontaneously from my heart.

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