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June 9, 1955

 
Dear Diary,

Tonight was one of the most unforgettable experiences of my life. We held a special healing Mass at Saint Mary’s Catholic Church, and it felt like a glimpse of heaven right here on earth. A priest named Father Carlos appeared for this extraordinary occasion, but no one seemed to know where he came from. His presence made the event even more remarkable.

The church was packed with people, all eagerly awaiting the special ceremony. The atmosphere was electric, and as the Mass began, it felt as if the entire church was enveloped in a divine glow. The lights seemed to flash and dance, casting a heavenly aura around us. It was as if the very air was charged with spiritual energy, making every moment feel sacred.

After Holy Communion, the real magic began. Father Carlos, with such grace and compassion, started walking around the church, holding a beautiful golden monstrance. He gently placed his hand on the head of each person he passed, offering a blessing and healing. When Father Carlos reached me and placed his hand on my head, I felt a special warmth and peace flood through me. It was as if all my worries melted away, replaced by a sense of calm and hope that I had never felt before. It was like a gentle whisper from God, assuring me that everything would be alright.

The spirituality I felt from Father Carlos was so profound that I imagined he might be a flying monk like Padre Pio, miraculously transported here from Mexico City or some other holy place. By the end of the Mass, I was convinced he must be a miraculous visitor, sent to bring us divine healing.

After the Mass, we returned to the Inner Court. Sister Mary Claire and I spent the evening talking about the events of the night. We sat by the warm glow of the fire, sipping hot cocoa, and reflecting on the miraculous happenings. Sister Mary Claire shared her thoughts on the power of faith and the beauty of the healing we had witnessed.

Before we went to bed, we said a special evening prayer to thank God for the blessings of the day:

"Dear Heavenly Father,
We come before You tonight with hearts full of gratitude for the wondrous healing Mass we experienced. Thank You for the divine light that filled our church and for the blessings bestowed upon each of us through the touch of Your servant.
May Your love continue to guide and heal us, bringing peace to our souls and strength to our spirits.
As we rest tonight, we ask for Your protection and grace. Fill our dreams with Your presence and renew our hearts with Your eternal love.
Amen."


With love and devotion,
Kathy

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