Just a brief story 

A few years ago I bought a booklet about St. Bernadette in the convent St. Gildard in Nevers, France. A few years prior to this I took a trip through the world of Christianity beginning in Lourdes, France. When I came home from Nevers I dropped the booklet and for some reason I did not find time to read it. 
After a year or so I picked up the booklet, opened it and at that moment St. Bernadette told me: "Please finish, what I could not finish!” What did she mean with these few words? Reach out to the world? Maybe! Until today I have not a clear answer about it! Who knows what St. Bernadette could not finish? Research on this point did not give any clues! 

The devil is always looking over your shoulder! 
In 2003 I was attacked and strangled by a mentally disabled person while at work and I can tell you, at that moment I looked the devil right in his eyes! He wanted me …but with a lot of strength and power I survived. Since that moment my life has been different in many ways. Things I could do easily before are now hard to do but I am managing again! 

Back to Lourdes 
I’ve mentioned before my trip to Lourdes and that’s the place were everything began! On my last day during my first visit to Lourdes I heard my name called near the Grotto… a clear woman’s voice called me! At that moment there was a Mass celebrated in Spanish or Italian so who should know me, 1200 km from home? Since that visit, every yearly visit to Lourdes brought something special…signs in my hands like flowers, faces, crosses and the alpha and omega sign. 

Visions and messages 
I have hid these things for a long time (and only those closest to me knew about it) but the time is right to bring some of the messages and visions into the world and make them public. 

Visitors in the night 
Three angels came to me and asked me to go with them. I asked: “Where do we go?” One of them answered: “To the fire!” As you can imagine I did not like the idea at all but they said: “You don’t have to be afraid, we are with you and we will bring you back afterwards! Not now but some day you will be able to write about what you saw! Not many people may see what you are going to see!” I still struggled with the idea but without any fear I did go with them. I will try to describe the place: It was a maze of caves with rivers of a sort of lava! The heat was terrible and in the caves (I call them caves but I think holes are a better name) people (famous and not famous) were waiting. Waiting for what? Is this hell? The angels smiled and told me it was time to go home again! A few days later, they came again for another visit to the fire! This time I had the opportunity to talk with the people who were waiting. (The angels didn’t leave me alone there and they said I would be safe with them!) Things became clear…. The people here were waiting to go to heaven, this must be purgatory! With the detailed information the waiting people gave me, I could indeed write a book but it would also rewrite the world’s history. (Accidents which were not accidents but planned murders, wars which could have ended in different ways or not even started, suicides which were not suicides but planned murders etc.) And, as promised before, the angels brought me home again. Later on they came several times but I have said: "No, thanks! It’s too much to handle!” 
I call the angels the guardians of light! 

Messages 
Every time when I go to Holy Mass, Our Lord tells me: 
“Bring the people closer to my Father, with the help from (through) my Mother, the Eternal Blessed Virgin Mary!” 
I have kept this message a secret for a very long time but it’s the time that everybody needs to know it now! Many people are losing their faith in these days but please read the words above! 

Lent 2005 
A period of 40 days with lots of pain! I felt like I was beaten with sticks! Good Friday I could hardly walk and with Easter it was over! What could I do about it? Nothing, just accept it! 

Stigmata 
August last year, I organized a pilgrimage and it was a beautiful and devoted day. The day after I found some blood marks in my hands. I did know what it was but I could only ask the question why? Since that day, every time I go to Mass my hands are bleeding and when feast days are coming they hurt and start bleeding. Scrape marks appear over my body especially in the time of Lent but since then the scrapes did not go away! I see the stigmata also as a test for real places of apparitions! I visit a lot of places and some without knowing if they are for real or not! When my hands start bleeding I know I am on a real sacred place! 

The Diocese 
A priest was assigned by the Vicar–General of the diocese to guide me and help me with these phenomena. He told me that the things I experience were too premature to give clear answers. The only thing he mentioned was that my hands give evidence that something sacred is happening. Sadly enough this is the only support the diocese gave me. I have to handle everything on my own.
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