In the year 1978 on the twentyfifth day of the second month, the hand of the Lord was
upon Marcello Ciai, who lived then in a house on the slopes of
Mount Subasio at Viole of
Here three witnesses :
I was taken in a vision in a place which to me seemed ancient Egypt, because I saw
Pharaoh, the pyramids and ancient tombs. The Spirit led me to an underground
chamber, where there was a row of coffins placed on the ground, all in line.
In the middle of these one shone full of light, as if it was made of light and contained
I looked enraptured, when all of a sudden a clear writing, in big characters, appeared on
the tomb: EZEKIEL, while the voice, sonorously, articulated slowly and clearly this name.
Someone that I couldn't see, said to me:
"There is a secret that nobody knows.
The destiny of Ezekiel is different from what
history has supposed."
The same soft voice continued telling me that the spirit of Ezekiel was upon me, and that
I had to follow his revelations.
I woke up in the middle of the night astonished by
the dream: it was incomprehensible for me, in that I didn't know that name, and knew
nothing regarding the prophet Ezekiel.
However, I transcribed everything with care.
In fact I realised that I was living a very
and I wanted to understand well what was happening to me, to draw the best for my life.
- Seven weeks passed, I had another heavenly
I found myself near waters, together with a multitude of people.
There appeared in the sky, two flying creatures dressed in white and shining like silver.
They looked like humans, and were winged, beautiful, strong, great and awesome.
The two angels, flying passed in the sky, left behind
them tracks like
shining pearls, like ice-crystals. These tracks composed themselves twining in spirals and
forming like an expanse of brilliant gems from which I saw then, raising itself in wonderful splendour, a city with domes, bells
and colours of
- In that ineffable night vision, I looked and saw a great cloud with a globe of fire which
radiated all around its splendour.
- Underneath, lower, behind another cloud,
there was a clearer light, behold it was the moon.
- From the whirling of fire from the cloud
above, I saw a flame getting longer, sparkling; and then it composed itself into the form
of a newborn baby, brilliant, radiant, that like a spark flew towards the sky. Seized by divine fervour, I shouted to the
many people there present, that this vision of glory was a message of God.
- I invited them to kneel down and turn
themselves to heaven praying, as one could and knew, God Almighty.
There arose a yell of supplication and groans,
exclamations of dismay and fear, accents of repentance and pleas of mercy to God, among
the most desperate invocations.
- I felt impelled to go and help the fright and
terror of many, encouraging them to turn themselves to God as Father, with the words of
"Our Father". We all raised this prayer to the Lord.
Three days after, on the
eighteenth of the fourth month, while I was sleeping, I was raptured in Paradise.
In the place where I arrived, seated around a
long table, there were some men who were praying, under the guidance of He whom they
called "Master" : a majestic figure which stood out amongst them, with a
beard, long hair, and an inscrutable face.
For me, there wasn't a place around the table, however, I saw an inviting stone on the
ground and there I sat down, right in front of He, who was the Lord Jesus ! (Marcello some
time afterwards discovered that the face was surprisingly that of the Sacred Shroud).
Everyone began to pray and I also participated in their prayers. At a certain point, the
Master looked at me, bowed His head towards the table before me, He opened something that
was similar to a register, then He wrote three things in three different spaces, raising
every time, His gaze towards me. The men closer to Him and also all those who had their
backs towards me, turned around together and looked at me radiantly, full of joy, and
exclaiming, they said to me : " He has accepted you! He has accepted
in all the three spaces of the register."
I was full of joy, happy, even though I didn't understand profoundly and completely the
meaning of all that was happening to me. Then the Master handed to me with His right hand,
a kind of writing-pad and said to me: " Now you read." I understood that I had
to read, really me, by myself.
I took the writing-pad shyly, fearing that I couldn't know
how to satisfy the Master. It was a hard and difficult moment for me.
I began to read the
first page, but my reading wasn't fluent because I didn't understand well. The Master
insisted however, until I read better, and so I recommenced from the beginning and read
All of a sudden I found in my hand, something like a small blue-shining board
on which there weren't written words, but square signs in relief, unknown to me,
like engraved on the surface itself. These signs I could see with my own eyes and feel
with my finger tips, but I couldn't decipher them or none the less read them.
Therefore I stopped not knowing how to go ahead; I felt regret for not knowing how to
bring about the conclusion that the Master had asked of me. But, some of the first
men, turned to me and said:
" We will help you, be at peace."
It was only after seven months that, with amazement,
I saw again those characters "He" and
on a table of ancient alphabets in an encyclopeadia which had recently been acquired
at home :
characters corresponding, as from the document reproduced here, to the letters , among the
southern semitic characters :
I discovered then, thanks to the research of my wife, that they specifically indicated two
verses of Psalm 119 (118), from the Holy Bible.
The only Psalm of its nature, in which, in a constant tension of love and fear, the
servant of the Lord asks and obtains that God reveals His teachings to him directly, in
the deepness of his heart.
That Psalm so
became my fervent and constant prayer.
Teach me, O Lord, the way of your statutes, and I will observe it to the end.
34) Give me
understanding, that I may keep your law and observe it with my whole heart.
35) Lead me in
the path of your commandments, for I delight in it.
36) Turn my
heart to your decrees, and not to selfish gain.
37) Turn my
eyes from looking at vanities; give me life in your ways.
38) Confirm to
your servant your promise, which is for those who fear you...................
(* 1) Marcello afterwards found that the
face of the "Master" surprisingly resembled that of the Holy Shroud, in an
exhibition held at the parish of Ponte Felcino (Perugia) by Monsignor Mario
Ceccobelli, (later appointed Bishop of Gubbio).
continued to have
manifestations, one of them
be remarked as a
to this man
of the prophecies
received on the
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