[Excerpt from the Book "The Victorious Queen of the Word" by Sor Maria Natalia Magdolna]
One night Jesus requested to me that I pray for the souls of Purgatory. It was 4:30 a.m. and I wanted to finish writing my diary, when Jesus said to me:
- My daughter, even when I respect your fatigue, I want to ask you not to go to sleep until you put in writing the state of suffering of the souls of purgatory. I want that my priest brothers unite in the prayer crusade in favor of the souls that suffer in purgatory. Now I want to alleviate those that during life frequently asked Me and my Mother, in prayer, to have mercy on them at the moment of death and when they were in the place of suffering.
Jesus then took me to a place so large that I could not see the end of it. Although the place was dark, the souls there seemed to be calmed. There were an endless number of souls: they wore black clothes and they were close to each other. All seemed immovable, quiet, and very sad. Upon seeing them in this state, I almost became heart broken. I knew that these souls did not receive aid from anybody on Earth, neither prayer, nor sacrifices. They knew that the hour of liberation had not arrived yet, but hope that it would not take very long.
After that experience, Jesus took me to another similar place. There the souls shivered in their black robes. But when they saw me enter with Jesus, all began to revolt. I had my rosary in my hands to pray for them. When they saw the rosary, they all began to shout: "Pray for me, dear sister, pray for me" trying to superpose their voices above each other, soliciting my prayers, like a cloud of bees. Although all shouted at the same time, I could distinguish the voice of each one. I recognized many among them, people whom I knew when they were on Earth. I also saw some nuns of other orders and of mine. I was frightened when a mother superior turned around towards me and humbly requested me to pray for her.
After this, a nun, well-known by me, with her hands together and touching my rosary, she begged: "For me, me", while a strange perspiration, I do not know if from the soul or from the body, she pleaded to me: "For me, me", while a strange sweat, I do not know if in the soul or the body, but it ran all over her.
Later Jesus took me to a third place, where there was an endless number of nuns, standing and without movement, while a strong sweat ran over them. They turned toward me and they pleaded to me that I pray the rosary for them. At that place, there was light. I thought: "Why is it that they are requesting me to pray the rosary for them?" Then Jesus showed a rosary to me, wherein instead of beads there were flowers and in each flower I saw shine a drop of the Blood of Jesus.
When we pray the rosary, the drops of the Blood of Jesus fall on the person for whom we offer it. The souls of purgatory continuously implore for the saving Blood of Jesus.
Source: "The Victorious Queen of the World" by Sor Maria Natalia Magdolna
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