FROM HEAVEN TO EARTH
HOLY EASTER 2011
IT IS ME, LISTEN TO ME!
WHO WIPES UP THE BLOOD OF MY ROYAL CROWN EARNS MY FAVOUR AND AS WELL AS MY FATHER?S.
I HAVE ALREADY TOLD YOU THAT I AM PRESENT AND ACTIVE ON EARTH TOGETHER WITH TWELVE LEGIONS OF ANGELS (BEINGS OF LIGHT), SOME OF THE TWELVE APOSTLES AND MY HOLY MOTHER. VERY SOON, I WILL MAKE MYSELF VISIBLE TO THE WHOLE WORLD WITH THE POWER AND THE GLORY PROMISED (MATTHEW CH. 24).
I HAVE ALREADY GIVEN POWER TO THE FORCES OF NATURE (ZIGOS), TO SHAKE YOUR SOULS IN ORDER TO REVIVE WITHIN YOUR SPIRITS, THE FEAR OF GOD'S JUSTICE.
I LOVE YOU, DEAR LITTLE CHILDREN, BUT YOU DO NOT LOVE ONE OTHER AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU.
THE EVIL TRIES YOU IN PRIDE AND IGNORANCE, HE HAS THE ABILITY TO PUT THE BROTHERS ONE AGAINST THE OTHER.
TRULY I SAY TO YOU: IF YOU LOVE ONE ANOTHER, I WILL RECOGNIZE YOU IN THE LAST DAY AND YOU WILL WORK IN MY VINEYARD, THE ONE OF NEW ERA. LOVE ONE ANOTHER AS I HAVE LOVED YOU AND BE WITNESSES OF THE TRUTH.
MY SERVANT, BEARING THE BLEEDING STIGMATA, WILL VERY SOON POINT AT THE ROSTRUM OF THE ANTICHRIST TO GLORIFY THE FATHER AND ME. HE, NIBIRU ARAT RA, WAS LOOKING FOR THE EVIL AND HE HAS FOUND IT. TO DESTROY IT SPIRITUALLY. HE WILL NOT BE ALONE, HE WILL BE TOGETHER WITH SHEILA, TABITHA AND ENOCH.
YOU ARE NOT THE EVIL, DEAR CHILDREN, THE EVIL IS OUT THERE. YOU ARE SOMETIMES WEAK AND CONFUSED BECAUSE YOU DO NOT DO SPIRITUAL EXERCISES OF ACTIONS, PRAYER, AND CULTURE OF GOSPEL.
THE EVIL ARE THE POWERFUL ONES WHO DOMINATE WITH WARS, THE SELLERS OF DEATH, THE MURDERS OF LIFE, THOSE WHO STARVE PEOPLES, THE MAFIA CRIMINALS, THE VIOLATORS OF MOTHER EARTH, MAMMON (MONEY) AND ALL THOSE WHO SPECULATE ON HUMAN LIFE.
PAY ATTENTION AND BE VIGILANT THEN! BE CAREFUL AND HAVE DISCERNMENT, THE DEVIL HAS THE POWER TO MAKE PEOPLE BELIEVE THAT HE DOES NOT EXIST. BE UNITED AROUND MY LIVING CHALICE OF THE CHRISTIC COMMUNION AND LIVE THE EASTER OF MY COMING IN LOVE AND HARMONY.
PEACE!
FROM HEAVEN TO EARTH
THROUGH MY AND YOUR SERVANT
Sant'Elpidio a Mare (Italy)
April 22nd 2011, 11.30 am
Giorgio Bongiovanni
Stigmatist
EXPERIENCE LIVED BY GIORGIO BONGIOVANNI AT THE SUNRISE OF THIS HOLY WEDNESDAY, APRIL 20TH 2011
Giorgio was alone in a hotel room. It was night and the tiredness had become really strong, so he decided to rest for a few hours. But there was something missing. He felt he must get to the car to collect his book of Yogananda given to him by the beloved Eugenio Riganello. The Master Yogananda was calling him. Back in his room, Giorgio put the book with the image of the Eastern Master on his bedside and after talking to him, he fell asleep.
Giorgio found himself entering a temple where he could see the presence of the Holy Sepulchre at the end of it. He slowly approached it step by step and reached the coffin of glass where a beautiful statue of the Master Jesus lies, he knelt down and started beating on the glass calling his Lord: "Lord, Lord, can you hear me? Lord, Lord, It is me, Giorgio, " Stronger and stronger, he knocked on that glass because the desire to speak with his Master was too strong. All the passion exploded from his chest through his voice that cried out: "Lord Jesus, can you hear me? It is me, the one who? is to give his life for you! " Master Jesus then opened His big eyes. Brown and deep eyes, that reflect the immensity of creation, the beauty of the sky, love for humanity. Those loved eyes looked at him intently and that ancient face gently smiled at him.
Jesus carried the crown of thorns stuck on His head. Giorgio, with his hands covered by gloves, caressed the face of the Lord drying the blood that streams His face. At every caress, the gloves were soaked with the blood of the Master until they became imbued with that sacred blood. The Master stopped then Giorgio's hand, taking his arm and with a nod, He seemed to tell him: Enough! Jesus rose then from the grave and putting His hand to the face of His living Chalice, still kneeling down, He touched gently with His long index finger Giorgio?s forehead at the third eye.
Giorgio woke up with an emotion described by a voice choked by tears.
