Did This Seer See the Coronavirus Epidemy? Did This Seer See the Coronavirus Epidemy? Luisa Piccaretta is a Southern Italian mystic who died in 1947. Piccaretta is not an obscure seer but was proclaimed …More
Did This Seer See the Coronavirus Epidemy?
Did This Seer See the Coronavirus Epidemy?
Luisa Piccaretta is a Southern Italian mystic who died in 1947. Piccaretta is not an obscure seer but was proclaimed a Servant of God, known as the “Little Daughter of the Divine Will.” She spent almost sixty years of her life bedridden. Piccaretta’s diaries were published with the permission of a bishop and the approval of her confessor Father Annibale di Francia who was canonised by John Paul II.
A Fire In Italy, And a Fire in China
On the 30 of July 1900, Luisa wrote in her diary the enigmatic words, "I have spent a restless night and day.” She explains, “I saw things that made me terrified and frightened. I saw that, in Italy, one fire was rising and that another one had risen in China. Little by little, they were uniting together, they were united into one.” Then, “I saw a riot, a tumult, a killing of people". It seems that the coronavirus is the fire that jumped from China to Italy.
A Punishment …More
Did This Seer See the Coronavirus Epidemy?
Luisa Piccaretta is a Southern Italian mystic who died in 1947. Piccaretta is not an obscure seer but was proclaimed a Servant of God, known as the “Little Daughter of the Divine Will.” She spent almost sixty years of her life bedridden. Piccaretta’s diaries were published with the permission of a bishop and the approval of her confessor Father Annibale di Francia who was canonised by John Paul II.
A Fire In Italy, And a Fire in China
On the 30 of July 1900, Luisa wrote in her diary the enigmatic words, "I have spent a restless night and day.” She explains, “I saw things that made me terrified and frightened. I saw that, in Italy, one fire was rising and that another one had risen in China. Little by little, they were uniting together, they were united into one.” Then, “I saw a riot, a tumult, a killing of people". It seems that the coronavirus is the fire that jumped from China to Italy.
A Punishment …More
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Libro de Cielo: Vol 12, Febrero 12, 1918 de Luisa Piccarreta
Los iglesias desiertas y sin ministros.
Continuando mi habitual estado, el siempre amable Jesús se hacía ver muy afligido y yo le he dicho: “Amor mío, ¿por qué estás tan afligido?”
Y Él: “¡Ah! hija mía, cuando permita que las iglesias queden desiertas, los ministros dispersos, las misas disminuidas, significará que los sacrificios …More
Libro de Cielo: Vol 12, Febrero 12, 1918 de Luisa Piccarreta
Los iglesias desiertas y sin ministros.
Continuando mi habitual estado, el siempre amable Jesús se hacía ver muy afligido y yo le he dicho: “Amor mío, ¿por qué estás tan afligido?”
Y Él: “¡Ah! hija mía, cuando permita que las iglesias queden desiertas, los ministros dispersos, las misas disminuidas, significará que los sacrificios me son ofensas, las oraciones insultos, las adoraciones irreverencias, las confesiones pasatiempos y sin fruto; por lo tanto, no encontrando más mi gloria, sino ofensas, ni el bien de ellos, no sirviéndome más los quito; pero este arrancar los ministros de mi santuario significa que las cosas han llegado al punto más malo, y que la diversidad de los castigos se multiplicará.
¡Cómo es duro el hombre, cómo es duro!”
Los iglesias desiertas y sin ministros.
Continuando mi habitual estado, el siempre amable Jesús se hacía ver muy afligido y yo le he dicho: “Amor mío, ¿por qué estás tan afligido?”
Y Él: “¡Ah! hija mía, cuando permita que las iglesias queden desiertas, los ministros dispersos, las misas disminuidas, significará que los sacrificios me son ofensas, las oraciones insultos, las adoraciones irreverencias, las confesiones pasatiempos y sin fruto; por lo tanto, no encontrando más mi gloria, sino ofensas, ni el bien de ellos, no sirviéndome más los quito; pero este arrancar los ministros de mi santuario significa que las cosas han llegado al punto más malo, y que la diversidad de los castigos se multiplicará.
¡Cómo es duro el hombre, cómo es duro!”
