The Beginning of Pain
The late 1990s
It was late. I am sure it was past midnight on the 25th of May, and I had just returned from a hard day's work. First I had gone to a few villages to give help. Afterwards, I began praying for a few hours. I lay in my bed listening to a prophecy I had received. Suddenly, I began to see even though my eyes were shut. I saw an immense flower garden. The flowers were as tall as a man with a healthy stem, but the buds were blue and bent forward. Every flower only had one bud. A cloud suddenly appeared near the garden and it appeared to be very close to the ground.
A man dressed in white stood on the cloud. He was slightly taller than a normal man and in his hand he had a trumpet in which he began to blow. The sounds that came out of this trumpet would turn into letters which would then turn into words in the sky and then ignite, burning up in the heavens. I did not understand the writing because it was an unknown tongue. I did, however, recognize that it was in Hebrew.
There were a handful of comets [probably means asteroids] in the sky which looked to be peaceful. Suddenly three of them, all different sizes began to head toward the earth. When they hit the ground, there was total devastation.
As I looked up, the sky turned black and I saw thunder. The thunder was also black. A dark cloud lifted up and it began to rain. When I looked closer I saw that it was not rain but drops of blood.
As I looked to my left, I saw another Man standing on another cloud. He was very tall, dressed in white, with His hands raised high. Each time He moved His hands, fireballs would come out of His fingers. I looked, awestruck, at the Man' s height and the way His face shone and radiated. Then a powerful voice said:
"Remember what I have shown you. This will be the beginning of the pain that I will allow upon the earth."
He repeated this phrase again, after which He spoke to me:
"You prepare yourself, be strong and draw close to Me with fasting and prayer for I will come to show you things more terrifying than these."
Then everything disappeared.
Probably reported by Dumitru Duduman's daughter,
Virginia Boldea, though it could be her that had the vision. I do not know.