I am now having a vision of Our Lady. The day is filled with light, and she is entering a field of harvest wheat, of wheat ripe for the harvest. As she does so, she touches the tips of the grain with her fingers from heaven, pure and filled with grace. And although it is day, with a clear blue sky, the field becomes lit brighter than the sun with golden lights upon the heads of wheat.

They move gallantly, gallantly with the wheat in the wind. I have never experienced such a vision of beauty and of hope for humanity. It is a sign from heaven that the harvest is ripe in the fulfillment of Jesus’ words in the scripture. Whoa to the man who does not listen.

For we must turn our hearts to God away from sin each day, and let our hearts be like wheat, right? For the harvest of God, I can only see her white dress and beautiful right hand as she continues to enter the field. But I know, I say that I know the unification of heaven and earth, and the New Jerusalem that shall appear will not be far away.