The Celestial Visions

Revelation of the Angels

When the moment of Communion approached, I prayed, as I had already done before, precisely to the angels, and mainly to Saint Michael, saying: "Servants of God, who have the task and power to serve Him and present Him to others, let me see the God and man and show Him to me exactly as the Father gave Him to men, that is, first alive, poor, sorrowful, despised, wounded, bleeding, and put on the cross, and then present Him to me dead."

Then the very holy angels themselves, giving me wonderful pleasure, said to me: "O all-pleasing and dear to God, behold, the God and man has been brought to you, and you have Him here. He has also been given to you so that you may show and offer Him to others."

At that point I truly had Him before me, as I had asked the most holy angels, and I saw Him very clearly with the eyes of the soul, first alive, all sorrowful, bleeding, put on the cross, and, after, dead.

Then I experienced and felt a most acute pain, to the point that my heart seemed almost ready to break at such a sorrowful vision. On the other hand, I tasted great pleasure and joy from the presence of the angels and their most delightful words.

I had never experienced such great enjoyment in that way, that is, by listening to the words of the angels, and I would never have believed anyone who told me that the most holy angels are so lovable and can give the soul as much joy as they brought to me.

Since I had supplicated all the angels, and mainly the Seraphim, then the most holy angels said to me: "Behold, what the Seraphim have has been given and offered to you."

From the book: Des visions et instructions

Then I saw Jesus Christ arrive with an army of angels, and the magnificence of his retinue was savored by my soul with immense pleasure.

I was surprised to have been able to enjoy observing the angels, because usually all my joy is concentrated only on Jesus Christ. But I soon discerned in my soul two perfectly distinct joys: one came from God, the other from the angels, and they did not resemble each other.

I admired the magnificence with which the Lord was surrounded. I asked what the name of what I was observing was.

"They are the Thrones," said the voice. The multitude was dazzling and infinite, so much so that, if number and measure were not laws of creation, I would have believed that the sublime crowd before my eyes was innumerable and immense. I could discern neither the beginning nor the end of that crowd whose number transcends our figures.