I woke early the morning of the Feast of Our Lady of Lourdes. After a long struggle, and what I now see as Satan’s attempt to stop me from loving My Mary, the Light had finally dawned – literally and figuratively. That brighter Light is something I’ll never forget – or explain adequately.
The day was special for other reasons too. Three of the five Consecration meetings were snowed out and rescheduled for times I couldn’t be there. Bad weather also threatened the final Consecration meeting, but, in what cannot be coincidence, cleared just in time for the meeting to go on as scheduled.Continue Reading