“Jesus Showed Me the Next Pope — And the Warning He Gave Shook Me to My Core”

By Ely, a Parishioner from the Suburbs of Rome

I never expected to become a messenger. I’m not a theologian, not a bishop. I’m a 75-year-old man who sweeps church floors, reads scripture to children, and prays in silence beneath the shadow of St. Peter’s dome. But now, something has changed.

Jesus revealed to me who the next Pope will be.

And what I saw was not simply a peaceful vision—it was a warning. A message not only to me, but to the world.

It happened on a cold night inside our quiet parish. As the wind howled through the cracks of the church door, I knelt to pray. Clutching my mother’s rosary, I whispered words I’d spoken a thousand times. But suddenly, light—pure, blinding, divine—poured through a window that should have shown only darkness.

And there He was.

Not a statue. Not a dream. But Jesus Himself.

He looked at me with eyes full of sadness and love. Then He spoke:

“Elis, you are not yet to leave. I have a mission for you.”

I couldn’t breathe. I wanted to speak, but words failed me. And then He pointed—and ten cardinals appeared in the light. Each radiated a different spirit. Some gentle. Some proud. One like a shepherd. Another like a soldier.

And then… I saw him.

A shadowy figure. Not like the others.

His face was pale, expression cold, and eyes so deep it felt like they could see through time. He didn’t speak, but I heard the whisper—clear and chilling:

“The false prophet has entered.”

I froze.

Is it possible? Is the Church, our Holy Church, about to elect not just a new pope—but the wrong one? One that could lead the faithful astray?

Jesus didn’t give me all the answers. But He gave me this burden.

I must warn you.

One by one, I was shown each cardinal’s soul. Their flaws. Their fire. Their potential. And their danger.

Cardinal Whim Isaac of the Netherlands — a man of rigid faith and powerful discipline. Once a doctor, now a warrior for doctrine. But Jesus warned: “If the church is constrained by its own conservatism, the soul of the world will starve.”

Cardinal Fidelan Ambongo of the Congo — strong and proud, a lion of faith in Africa. Yet I was shown that pride in one’s roots must not become division. “Strength comes from unity,” Jesus said, “not from cultural isolation.”

Cardinal Raymond Burke, the American — devout, immovable. He guards tradition like gold in a vault. But the Lord whispered: “The Church is not a museum. It is a living body.”

Cardinal Peter Erdo — scholarly and sharp, his brilliance shining like a blade. Yet brilliance without compassion can wound more than heal. “The Church doesn’t need more blades,” Jesus said, “It needs hands that soothe.”

Cardinal Mario Gresch, from Malta — warm, kind, a man among the people. But kindness must be anchored in truth, or it will drift. “Renewal is fire. It must be contained, or it will destroy what is sacred.”

One by one, the cardinals appeared. One by one, Jesus revealed not just who they are—but what they could become.

And still, the shadow looms.

The false prophet waits for his moment.

Now, I ask you, dear reader:

Do you believe this is more than an election?

Do you believe this is a spiritual turning point for the Church?

If your heart feels the weight of this message, write Amen. If you’re unsure, write Zero and share your doubts. I will not judge you.

I write not from pride, but from obedience. My name is Ely. I live in a quiet place, but God has shaken my peace to awaken your spirit.

Pray with me. Pray that the Church does not go astray.

Because soon… the world will watch as white smoke rises again.

And this time, we must all ask:

Is it the light of Heaven?

Or the veil of deception?