This is an email we received in October 2018. She has given us permission to share this beautiful story with you all.

“Hi Samira—-   This is my story-

I was raised in a large Irish Catholic home.  As I got older I was not as diligent in going to Mass as I should have been. Over the years, however, I split my time between attending Mass with my mother and attending my husband’s Baptist church.  In 2015 I moved from Maryland to Ohio. My mother was not well and so I was driving back and forth for many months.  She died in 2016.  I had just returned from  Maryland when my sister called to tell me she had passed.

A few days later I was woken up in the middle of the night.   I sat up in bed and saw a man standing at the bottom of the bed and he said, I am Padre Pio.    I went back to sleep but the first thing in the morning I went to my computer to see if there was any such person.   Even though I was a Catholic, I did not know of Saint Padre Pio.   I was stunned to see there was such a person, and he looked exactly like the man I had seen.

That same morning I received a call from my sister—I told her what had happened and she mentioned they had been cleaning out my mother’s house and had found books about this Saint Padre Pio. She said I will save them for you.  That same afternoon I had a client I needed to reach but her e-mail kept bouncing.   So I called her on the phone and at the end of our conversations she said, “Jane, By the way, do you know who Saint Padre Pio is?”   I answered that I did know and had made his acquaintance recently.  She went on to tell me she was planning to visit your organization in Connecticut on a trip to New England.

So after  the vision and two additional  confirmations the same day, I said  a prayer to Saint Padre Pio and asked him to be a part of my life.    I don’t believe in accidents!   I pray to him often and have a  bowl of prayer cards I give to clients who are struggling.   I don’t take my Catholic faith for granted any more and I believe Saint Padre Pio is still actively working in the world to support many souls.”

The following is a poem written in loving memory of David Giles Jefferson, written by his mother, Viola, as dawn broke the day that he died at the very young age of five. As she sat by David’s bedside, she prayed and asked God, “Why? Why? Suddenly, as if a recording was turned on, the following words filled her head. She grabbed a scrap piece of paper and began writing because she did not want to forget God’s answer to her “Why?” Viola and her husband Cliff know that these words came from God and knowing that has helped them through the years and they hope they will help someone else. They have been kind enough to share it with you.

Too good for this earth —
my son walked a short but difficult path.
His little feet took him over mountains
too high for most of us to climb.
He left on each he met a happier and purer heart,
and he loved the Lord so deeply for being just five.
Those he loved and who will always love him
are better for being there at his side.
Though all of us knew very early in his life
that he was too good for this earth –
so on to be with Christ!

Here you go. Please share my story.

“My name is Joanne and I have a wonderful story of Padre Pio and his intercession for me to God our father.

In June 2015, my father Angelo Antonio passed away. I love my father very much and it was very difficult for everyone. My grandparents Celestina and Sante were from Vieste. My husbands family are from San Severo. I say this because both of our families were from the area where Padre Pio lived. My sister suggested that I read the book on Padre Pio hoping that the book with ease my sadness. I read Padre Pio’s book and I shed many tears. As we all know our friend Padre Pio suffered so much for us. I also said many prayers for Padre Pio‘s intentions. I have to say that my grandmother taught me the love of our Blessed mother. Padre Pio also showed me our Blessed mother’s love. He also brought me to know The love of Jesus and his most sacred heart. I finished Padre Pio‘s book on September 5. September 5 is also the anniversary of my grandfather’s passing.

I have to say that September 5 was a very emotional day for me. I now have to back up to September 2001. My husband and I were going to Italy. We were going with friends and we were going to stay at a what we would call a dude ranch. I am afraid of horses so before going to Italy I took horseback riding lessons. Because of that awful day in September we did not go to Italy. I did not know that the horseback lessons injured my pelvic nerve. Not to go into detail but I began to suffer a great deal but also did not know what caused my pain. I went to BW and MG for years. I was missed diagnosed and treated incorrectly. In 2012 I had surgery unfortunately it did not do what I hoped it would do. I have to say that it was a very long 14 years of suffering and doctors that I saw were not listening. During those years of suffering my faith is what kept me strong. Had plenty of time to pray for others.

Many of us pray for so many other people but very few times do we pray for ourselves. So on this day of September 5, 2015 as I finished padre Pio‘s book I gave a heart felt prayer asking Padre Pio to intercede for me that I was tired so tired of the horrible excruciating pain that I suffered. When I finished my prayer to Padre Pio I knew in my heart and in my mind that I was cured. I have confirmation from my doctor that when she finished a procedure on me the following Friday she found that my bladder was in great condition Padre Pio I thank you again from the bottom of my heart for your intercession I am able to play with my grandchildren which makes me so very happy and so blessed May God bless you all and know that our prayers are always heard and answered.

Jesus Mary and Joseph I love you.”