My name is Marjorie and I would like to tell you about my daughter's conversion in Medjugorje, October 2002.
Ten years ago my daughter and son both stopped believing. They had both been brought up as Catholics.
My grandson died age seven months. Sam was their nephew.
My other daughter Wendy whose son it was continued to believe. Wendy started to help families in intensive care and give them hope. Very soon she will qualify as a midwife. I am sure this has occurred because of her love for her son.
Debbie and Paul were also really devasted, and I could see how they turned their back on God.
For the last nine years I have prayed that they will both get their faith back. By a miracle I managed to persuade Debbie to come with me to Medjugorje. she really wasn't too keen to go, I said to her "Think of it as a holiday, it's a lovely place and we would probably have good weather. and, we would pay for her to go."
She wasn't happy from the start and the week before she complained, "I really don't want to go and if you think I am going to go into a church or pray. No way." So I answered "If you don't want to go in a church I won't go in one either. Just relax and enjoy it." I then handed her over to Our Lady's care, because I knew I couldn't preach to her or press her."
It was the most amazing eight days. She made friends with a girl about the same age on the plane, about 30, and she would go off with her the odd time, which suited me fine, I knew this was part of Our Lady's plan.
By the second day Debbie and Maria went up Apparition Hill, It had been really bad weather very dull and stormy. As Debbie reached the statue of Our Lady on the hill, she said she just stood there and couldn't move, she wanted to pray but couldn't. A light came completely around the statue, and prayer came from her, but it just happened, not of her own will and something touched her. It seems she told Our Lady how sad she was about Sam and her Grandmother who she loved dearly, and had died years earlier. And somehow she knew they were fine. She came down the hill, and just to be sure, she went back up, and once again this light came around the statue and she felt this peace.
She came to me in the house and she just said, "Mum I believe and I love Mary." Can you imagine, my prayers of nine years were answered.
Many times that week we had this beautiful perfume with us, which we are sure was from Our Lady. It would float past us and we would feel a peace at the same time.
Another occasion at about 1.00 in the morning, walking behind St. Jame's church, a beautiful starry night, Debbie said to Our Lady "Please give me another sign if you are there." I didn't at the time realise she had asked this. We came out of the area where The Ressurrected Christ is out of the brightness, into the most beautiful clear starry sky. I have never seen a night sky like it. And Debbie said to me "Can you see what I can see" I answered yes thinking she meant these beautiful stars, and then I looked at her face and she was shining. "Can you see the angels" she cried, no I couldn't, but, I knew from her face she could see something very special.
What a glorious walk back to our house that morning.
We went to the English mass that morning and Debbie had to stand up at the back, there was a dirty, smelly man stood next to her and she felt sick with the smell. As she was leaving, the same gentleman gave her a tiny prayer card. When we came out of St. James we looked at it and it was a picture of Our Lady and the angels. I am sure this was a confirmation of the early morning stroll in Medjugorje.
Two months after we came home. She had a dream. She was in the Medjugorje main street with me, she looked up and saw Our Lady, it was as if Our Lady was saying follow me. The next minute she was on Apparition Hill holding her dads hand running up over the stones but not touching them, Our Lady was there, and she said her face was so beautiful, blue eyes, beautiful skin and a beautiful smile. She can never forget it.
I had wanted her dad to come with me to Medjugorje with me for at least ten years. This year October 8th 2003 Debbie and my husband came with me.
I thank Our Lady for so many graces, and continue to pray for Paul's conversion, which I know will be when the time is right. I urge you never to give up hope. God is with us, and through prayer. Miracles do happen.