Have you ever thought that everything that concerns you, concerns Me, also? You are precious in my eyes and I love you; for this reason, it is a special joy for Me to train you. When temptations and the opponent [the Evil One] come upon you like a river, I want you to know that This was from Me.
I want you to know that your weakness has need of My strength, and your safety lies in allowing Me to protect you. I want you to know that when you are in difficult conditions, among people who do not understand you, and cast you away, This was from Me.
I am your God, the circumstances of your life are in My hands; you did not end up in your position by chance; this is precisely the position I have appointed for you. Weren't you asking Me to teach you humility? And there - I placed you precisely in the "school" where they teach this lesson. Your environment, and those who are around you, are performing My will. Do you have financial difficulties and can just barely survive? Know that This was from Me.
I want you to know that I dispose of your money, so take refuge in Me and depend upon Me. I want you to know that My storehouses are inexhaustible, and I am faithful in My promises. Let it never happen that they tell you in your need, "Do not believe in your Lord and God." Have you ever spent the night in suffering? Are you separated from your relatives, from those you love? I allowed this that you would turn to Me, and in Me find consolation and comfort. Did your friend or someone to whom you opened your heart, deceive you? This was from Me.
I allowed this frustration to touch you so that you would learn that your best friend is the Lord. I want you to bring everything to Me and tell Me everything. Did someone slander you? Leave it to Me; be attached to Me so that you can hide from the "contradiction of the nations." I will make your righteousness shine like light and your life like midday noon. Your plans were destroyed? Your soul yielded and you are exhausted? This was from Me.
You made plans and have your own goals; you brought them to Me to bless them. But I want you to leave it all to Me, to direct and guide the circumstances of your life by My hand, because you are the orphan, not the protagonist. Unexpected failures found you and despair overcame your heart, but know That this was from Me.
With tiredness and anxiety I am testing how strong your faith is in My promises and your boldness in prayer for your relatives. Why is it not you who entrusted their cares to My providential love? You must leave them to the protection of My All Pure Mother. Serious illness found you, which may be healed or may be incurable, and has nailed you to your bed. This was from Me.
Because I want you to know Me more deeply, through physical ailment, do not murmur against this trial I have sent you. And do not try to understand My plans for the salvation of people's souls, but unmurmuringly and humbly bow your head before My goodness. You were dreaming about doing something special for Me and, instead of doing it, you fell into a bed of pain. This was from Me.
Because then you were sunk in your own works and plans and I wouldn't have been able to draw your thoughts to Me. But I want to teach you the most deep thoughts and My lessons, so that you may serve Me. I want to teach you that you are nothing without Me. Some of my best children are those who, cut off from an active life, learn to use the weapon of ceaseless prayer. You were called unexpectedly to undertake a difficult and responsible position, supported by Me. I have given you these difficulties and as the Lord God I will bless all your works, in all your paths. In everything I, your Lord, will be your guide and teacher. Remember always that every difficulty you come across, every offensive word, every slander and criticism, every obstacle to your works, which could cause frustration and disappointment, This is from Me.
I want you to know that your weakness has need of My strength, and your safety lies in allowing Me to protect you. I want you to know that when you are in difficult conditions, among people who do not understand you, and cast you away, This was from Me.
I am your God, the circumstances of your life are in My hands; you did not end up in your position by chance; this is precisely the position I have appointed for you. Weren't you asking Me to teach you humility? And there - I placed you precisely in the "school" where they teach this lesson. Your environment, and those who are around you, are performing My will. Do you have financial difficulties and can just barely survive? Know that This was from Me.
I want you to know that I dispose of your money, so take refuge in Me and depend upon Me. I want you to know that My storehouses are inexhaustible, and I am faithful in My promises. Let it never happen that they tell you in your need, "Do not believe in your Lord and God." Have you ever spent the night in suffering? Are you separated from your relatives, from those you love? I allowed this that you would turn to Me, and in Me find consolation and comfort. Did your friend or someone to whom you opened your heart, deceive you? This was from Me.
I allowed this frustration to touch you so that you would learn that your best friend is the Lord. I want you to bring everything to Me and tell Me everything. Did someone slander you? Leave it to Me; be attached to Me so that you can hide from the "contradiction of the nations." I will make your righteousness shine like light and your life like midday noon. Your plans were destroyed? Your soul yielded and you are exhausted? This was from Me.
You made plans and have your own goals; you brought them to Me to bless them. But I want you to leave it all to Me, to direct and guide the circumstances of your life by My hand, because you are the orphan, not the protagonist. Unexpected failures found you and despair overcame your heart, but know That this was from Me.
With tiredness and anxiety I am testing how strong your faith is in My promises and your boldness in prayer for your relatives. Why is it not you who entrusted their cares to My providential love? You must leave them to the protection of My All Pure Mother. Serious illness found you, which may be healed or may be incurable, and has nailed you to your bed. This was from Me.
Because I want you to know Me more deeply, through physical ailment, do not murmur against this trial I have sent you. And do not try to understand My plans for the salvation of people's souls, but unmurmuringly and humbly bow your head before My goodness. You were dreaming about doing something special for Me and, instead of doing it, you fell into a bed of pain. This was from Me.
Because then you were sunk in your own works and plans and I wouldn't have been able to draw your thoughts to Me. But I want to teach you the most deep thoughts and My lessons, so that you may serve Me. I want to teach you that you are nothing without Me. Some of my best children are those who, cut off from an active life, learn to use the weapon of ceaseless prayer. You were called unexpectedly to undertake a difficult and responsible position, supported by Me. I have given you these difficulties and as the Lord God I will bless all your works, in all your paths. In everything I, your Lord, will be your guide and teacher. Remember always that every difficulty you come across, every offensive word, every slander and criticism, every obstacle to your works, which could cause frustration and disappointment, This is from Me.
Today is the 5th anniversary of a miracle I witnessed with my own eyes.
I was on the way home when Jessica called me to say Owen had fallen and hit is head at a neighbor’s house and couldn’t see. He had been trying to stand and balance on a basketball and fell straight backwards and hit head first.
He’d gone blind over the course of a few minutes.
I got home a few minutes later, and it was a surreal experience. There was my son who earlier that day could see. And he was blind.
He was calm. He recognized my voice and innocently asked if dad was home when I was standing and talking right in front of him.
I put him in the car and called 911 on the way to the hospital. He couldn’t stay awake. He kept passing out in the seat and I had to keep startling him to get him to stay with me.
The operator encouraged me to pull over and meet an ambulance, so we did.
The professionals on the ambulance were all business. Almost too much all business. It made me think they knew something I didn’t. It scared me.
I watched them load him up, and I took a pic as they put him in because I wondered if it was the last time I would see him alive. I told him I loved him and I would see him soon. I didn’t know at the time if soon was going to be at the hospital or by the crystal sea.
I called Jessica and told her what was happening, and she went to the church to pray. There was an event going on at the church, so she sat outside and prayed in the parking lot.
When I got to the hospital, there was a young priest, Nicholas J Napolitano, walking out as I was walking in.
I’d been in and out of that hospital dozens of times—maybe 100 times or more—visiting friends and celebrating births in the years we lived in Montgomery, and I’d never seen a priest anywhere in sight.
It’s not a very Catholic community.
But there he was. I was desperate, so I called to him from across the parking lot and asked him to pray for my son. I pointed to the ambulance and said they were unloading him now, and to please remember Owen in his prayers.
He said, “Hang on,” went to his car, got a bag, and came back to the door where they were unloading Owen. He stopped everyone in their tracks and said he was anointing the boy and give him just a minute.
He gave Owen the sacrament of the anointing of the sick, said a quick prayer for our family, and away he went.
He probably doesn’t remember that day, but we do.
When the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Owen was vomiting nearly constantly. He couldn’t see. He was struggling to stay conscious. He looked like he was dying. He may have been dying.
Within 20 minutes of meeting Fr. Napolitano in the hospital entryway, he was alert and could see again. Within an hour he was able to eat and drink and hold it down.
He had a severe concussion—the kind that makes you go blind. But after I took him home from the hospital that night, he never had another symptom.
They told us how important it was that he not get excited or be active at all for a few weeks, but he was fine. He wasn’t even dizzy. After a few days of him sitting around being bored to tears, we let him get active again and watched him carefully to see if there were any symptoms telling us to restrict his activity.
Nothing.
He once was blind but now could see. He was completely and miraculously healed.
I was on the way home when Jessica called me to say Owen had fallen and hit is head at a neighbor’s house and couldn’t see. He had been trying to stand and balance on a basketball and fell straight backwards and hit head first.
He’d gone blind over the course of a few minutes.
I got home a few minutes later, and it was a surreal experience. There was my son who earlier that day could see. And he was blind.
He was calm. He recognized my voice and innocently asked if dad was home when I was standing and talking right in front of him.
I put him in the car and called 911 on the way to the hospital. He couldn’t stay awake. He kept passing out in the seat and I had to keep startling him to get him to stay with me.
The operator encouraged me to pull over and meet an ambulance, so we did.
The professionals on the ambulance were all business. Almost too much all business. It made me think they knew something I didn’t. It scared me.
I watched them load him up, and I took a pic as they put him in because I wondered if it was the last time I would see him alive. I told him I loved him and I would see him soon. I didn’t know at the time if soon was going to be at the hospital or by the crystal sea.
I called Jessica and told her what was happening, and she went to the church to pray. There was an event going on at the church, so she sat outside and prayed in the parking lot.
When I got to the hospital, there was a young priest, Nicholas J Napolitano, walking out as I was walking in.
I’d been in and out of that hospital dozens of times—maybe 100 times or more—visiting friends and celebrating births in the years we lived in Montgomery, and I’d never seen a priest anywhere in sight.
It’s not a very Catholic community.
But there he was. I was desperate, so I called to him from across the parking lot and asked him to pray for my son. I pointed to the ambulance and said they were unloading him now, and to please remember Owen in his prayers.
He said, “Hang on,” went to his car, got a bag, and came back to the door where they were unloading Owen. He stopped everyone in their tracks and said he was anointing the boy and give him just a minute.
He gave Owen the sacrament of the anointing of the sick, said a quick prayer for our family, and away he went.
He probably doesn’t remember that day, but we do.
When the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Owen was vomiting nearly constantly. He couldn’t see. He was struggling to stay conscious. He looked like he was dying. He may have been dying.
Within 20 minutes of meeting Fr. Napolitano in the hospital entryway, he was alert and could see again. Within an hour he was able to eat and drink and hold it down.
He had a severe concussion—the kind that makes you go blind. But after I took him home from the hospital that night, he never had another symptom.
They told us how important it was that he not get excited or be active at all for a few weeks, but he was fine. He wasn’t even dizzy. After a few days of him sitting around being bored to tears, we let him get active again and watched him carefully to see if there were any symptoms telling us to restrict his activity.
Nothing.
He once was blind but now could see. He was completely and miraculously healed.
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