Only God has the power and the grace to free us from alcoholism, drug dependence, narcotics addiction, and every other form of demonic enslavement. He accomplishes this through the Holy Sacraments, which he makes available to us in His holy and universal Church.
I am a long-time reader of Love One Another, a frequent participant of spiritual retreats organized by the Movement of Pure Hearts, a member of that movement, a student, a wife, and, since November of 2006, a mother of twin boys—Casper Joseph and Simon Peter. On our wedding day we were solemnly enrolled in the Movement of Pure Hearts for Married Couples. For us that was a great honor!
This is the testimony of Yitzhak, a Polish Jew, who after a period of many years returned to Poland from Israel to make peace with his adoptive parents. In the process, he helped to reconcile them with God in the Sacrament of Penance and showed them the love of Jesus, who not only forgives but also bestows the gift of forgiveness, which is Truth wrapped in Love.
In late February of 2003, my mother landed in hospital because of severe abdominal pains. A thorough examination (including a tomography) revealed changes in the pancreas and a large tumor. It took several weeks of waiting in two hospital before the doctors could decide on whether or not to operate.
I would like to tell you how I met Jesus. God has always been present in my life. I have always been conscious of His love, but until recently I did not think I was worthy of it. He was just present – in my childish quarrels, during school exams, on my first dates, or when I went to the disco.
“You are pregnant!” Coming from one’s gynecologist, these words should delight every woman. I too was delighted, but my joy came mingled with tears of fear and anxiety. “You may be dealing with a stillbirth” – the doctor had added ruefully. I had a cyst on my right ovary. The doctor made no attempt to hearten or give me hope...
I am 19 years old and I want to tell you about my healing. I am talking about a serious problem – homosexuality. I want to show that God does heal wounds and inclinations that seem incurable.
On December 15, 2005, I received a heart, liver and kidney transplant at Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minnesota. I consider this operation and the events surrounding it a miracle. All these events, prior, during and after the surgery, came about as part of God’s action and timing.
How do you cope in life, and whom do you turn to, when two of your three children are diagnosed with a life-threatening illness? Our family was faced with such a dilemma.
