" I moved along the marsh under an autumn sky uniformly covered by a clear cloudy mantle. I was captured in that crepuscular time, by the concert of songs, lights, noises and the odours of the marsh, with its particular vegetation and animals.
Intent upon the difficult hunting of snipe, my gaze was attracted upward unexpectedly irresistibly. I looked up toward the east and there it was ! as if the sky was opened and something amazing and awful was happening, in an indescribable apocalyptic scene that made me astounded.
I said: " Here is the end! This is the judgement! " I bent my head as if to run away, looking at that moment for someone who was nearby me, but in vain.
I was afraid that I should tremble so much that I might slip into the marsh.
When I raised my head again, the cloudy vault was closed again, and it went out from underneath, ploughing the sky, a long, fantastic, perfect formation of figures as a magnifying glass.
The formation had the grey colour of smoke and figures proceeded two by two, going straight ahead. Suddenly four of these opalescent forms were detached from the others and lowered themselves down slowly until they touched the reeds in front of me.
I had the clear perception that the forms were animated. Still before I succeeded in moving towards them, I saw them launch upward like a flash, to rejoin the others that were disappearing through the cloudy vault."
After this vision, Marcello felt ill for three days, and remained deeply troubled for a long time. But since then he started looking up to heaven, to open himself to the heavenly and invisible reality and to search for that which transcends the mind and human knowledge and to think of the supernatural, of GOD.
In that very time, following the advice of a friend, each night before going to bed he turned to the East, saying in a loud voice these words: ( Psalm 91 )
He who dwells
in the shelter of the Most High will
abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the Lord, " My refuge and my fortress,
My God, in whom I trust ! "
For it is He who delivers you from the snare of the
trapper, and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with His pinions,
And under His wings you may seek refuge;
His faithfulness is a shield and bulwark.
You will not be afraid of the terror by night,
Or of the arrow that flies by day;
Of the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
Or of the destruction that lays waste at noon.
A thousand may fall at your side,
And ten thousand at your right hand;
But it shall not approach you.
You will only look on with your eyes,
And see the recompense of the wicked.
For you have made the Lord, my refuge,
Even the Most High, your dwelling place.
No evil will befall you,
Nor will any plague come near your tent.
For He will give His angels charge concerning you,
To guard you in all your ways.
They will bear you up in their hands,
Lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread upon the lion and cobra,
The young lion and the serpent you will trample down.
" Because he has loved Me, therefore I will deliver him;
I will set him securely on high, because he has known
" He will call upon Me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will rescue him, and honour him.
" With a long life I will satisfy him,
And let him behold My salvation. "
Now go to the time of conversion where you'll find three surprising witnesses of which the third is even a prodigious one: Sheaf 2
Books on a prophetic work risen in Assisi more than thirty years ago, that will involve the world.