I want to keep the name of the person who told me anonymous, but I felt this an important enough story to share especially as we get closer to Christmas. This is quite a beautiful story. This woman (a catholic) and her husband (a non catholic) were living in southern France around the time of WWII and their first born daughter was born with an injury. They doctors, in trying to pull her out, tore one of her muscles in her neck. The only way to fix the muscle was to undergo surgery because if they didn't do anything, then her daughter would grow up unable to lift up her head properly. You can imagine how scared the mother was: her first child, having a serious injury at birth, and requiring surgery at a time when it was not a very safe procedure. So they had to make appointments with doctors throughout France who had experience with this. They recommended that she do exercises to rehabilitate while they were waiting for the surgery to take place.
Her daughter was constantly crying because of the pain that this tear was causing. As it turned out, her sister was going to Lourdes on a religious pilgrimage. She was getting quite desperate with the pain it was causing her little baby, so she told her husband that she was going to accompany her sister to Lourdes on a religious pilgrimage. So she took her baby to Lourdes, gave her to drink of Lourdes water, and prayed some prayers to the Blessed Mother. She then forgot about all of this...
A couple of weeks later she went to see the doctors who were preparing to do the surgery in a few days. They examined her daughter and started asking her questions about what had happened. They started asking her...'what did you do?' 'did you do the exercises we told you about?' 'did you take her to another doctor?' She had done nothing of what the doctors had prescribed. She started feeling terribly guilty...'I've ruined my daughters life forever'...she thought to herself...The doctors then went on to say that they couldn't do the surgery any more as the daughter was completely fine. 'We want to know what you did because we've never seen anything like this,' they said. She immediately realized that the Blessed Mother had healed her daughter. She was so afraid, however, that she did not tell her husband or anybody else for fear that she would be ridiculed. She kept this mostly a secret for all these years. As I was looking in her eyes, you saw both that she had experienced the great love of the Blessed Mother as well as her miraculous healing. Yet you also saw in her eyes, her desire to keep this secret. It's very difficult to describe the surprised that she expressed in her eyes when telling the story. You know, simply by looking at her face, that Our Lady had interceded in her life in a way that was beyond her expectations or imaginings. So ever since then, she and her daughter have had a great love for Our Lady...
I had the great privilege of hearing this after she saw my Miraculous Medal and I told her that the writing was in French...just one of the many great graces I have received since wearing this medal.
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