hostie (ii)

It was almost three o’clock Sunday afternoon.

We were all gathered in the living room.

From our window I suddenly saw something happening in the air. Startled, I said to my relatives, “Look there!” as I pointed at the sky. We all went over to the window. Suddenly I saw the light, a tremendous light over the Wandelweg. I could not look into it and covered my eyes with my hands.

The others did not see it and asked what was happening. I knelt down and folded my hands. Yet I was compelled to look at it. While looking at it, I thought that the sky was being torn apart. What I saw was really a tearing apart of the sky.

Then I suddenly saw the Lady in all her glory. I cannot possibly describe this overwhelming, heavenly, glorious sight. Never before had I seen her like that. I did not see the sheep, globe and Cross, I only saw the Lady, but with an immense splendor of light and glory about her.

Then I suddenly had to look at her head, and I saw that now she was wearing a crown. This I had never seen before. I didn’t see a crown with diamonds or of gold, yet I knew that it was a crown, sparkling with light on all sides, more beautiful than the most beautiful diamond crown. Moreover, the Lady herself was one blaze of light. Again, it was something heavenly, glorious!

I cannot explain it any better.

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Then, below this glorious scene, I saw a piece of thin, blue sky and, beneath it, the upper part of the globe. It was completely black. This gave me a terribly sad and ghastly [akelige] impression.

Then I saw the Lady waving her finger continuously to and fro and shaking her head–as if in disapproval and warning–at that black world. I heard: “Do penance.”

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Then I saw something very peculiar. From out of the dark, black globe I saw all sorts of human heads emerging. I saw them rising slowly upward, then their bodies, and finally I saw those people whole and entire, standing upon the round hemisphere.

While looking at them, I thought: how is it possible that there are so many different races and sorts of people? As I looked on in amazement at all those people, I saw the Lady extending her hands in blessing over those people, and then she no longer looked so sad.

I heard, “Make reparation to Him.”


~31/5/1959~