chat with angel, Mary etc.

How did I get here? I choose God, but not yet. Stuck here in Purgatory. No one cares about me. God is letting me sit here instead of taking me home with Him.

I am all alone. no one understands me.Why am I here? I was a good person. I deserve to be in Heaven. It’s not fair. Oh oh, here comes an angel from God. Coming to torture me eh? God is so mean. Well, bring it on buddy. I’m not afraid.

Angel, holding a bouquet of forget-me-not flowers, “I have come to deliver these to you.” What do I have to do to get them? Where are the torture instruments? I don’t get it.

What are these? Why are you giving me flowers? Angel, “These are prayers that people on Earth have said for those they call “the poor souls in purgatory”. These are gifts. You do not have to earn them.”

I don’t want no stinkin’ flowers! I want to go to heaven. Take me there to leave me alone. I turned and walked away. Left the angel standing there with the bouquet. I won’t be bribed with some little bouquet of flowers. I want my reward in heaven for being a good person. I never hurt anyone. I gave to charities. I was polite and even charming. I deserve to be in heaven, not in purgatory.

Give evidence that they are loved when Mary delivers your prayers in the form of flowers.

Virgin Mary brings bunches of Forget-Me-Nots. Each tiny blossom delivers a prayer said by someone for “the poor souls in Purgatory”. Pretty, but mean nothing to me.

daisies

lilies

roses