a testimony

On the last day of our retreat, one of us boys turned out to be possessed by evil spirits. He suddenly stood up and hurled a stone at the monstrance bearing the Holy Sacrament. He missed, but the stone did damage to the woodwork behind the altar.

We live in Tacoma on the West Coast of the United States. In the winter of 1989, our son Don, then aged 29, went on a ski trip with his friends to National Olympic Park. One day he fainted and fell to the ground. His condition was so grave that his friends had to carry him out of the Park.

I am writing this letter to tell you about my son’s miraculous recovery. I am convinced this miracle is an answer to our constant recitation of the Chaplet of Divine Mercy and our close contact with the image of the Merciful Jesus.

“[Openness to life] bestows upon family life fruits of serenity and peace, and facilitates the solution of other problems; it fosters attention to one’s partner, helps both spouses drive out selfishness, the enemy of true love; and it deepens their sense of responsibility.