Medjugorje: mother asks for acceptance but healing comes

Mother and child with AIDS: ask for acceptance ... healing comes!

Here Father, I waited a long time to write undecided whether to do it or not, then reading the various experiences of many people I thought it was right that I too would tell my story. I am a 27 year old girl. At the age of 19 I left home: I wanted to be free, and make my life. I had grown up in a Catholic family, but soon I came to forget God. A wrong marriage and two miscarriages marked my life. I soon found myself alone, in anguish and looking for who knows what! Illusions! I inevitably fell into drugs: horrendous years, I constantly lived in mortal sin; I became a liar, impostor, thief, etc .; but there was in my heart a small, very small flame, which Satan could not put out! Occasionally, even absentmindedly, I asked the Lord for help, but I thought that he would not listen to me! I had no room at that time in my heart for Him, my Lord. How was not true !!! After almost four years of this terrible and horrible life, I snap something in me that made me decide to change this situation. I wanted to stop with drugs, I gave up everything, the time had come when God was beginning to transform me!

I went back to my parents, but provided they were well received, they made me weigh the whole situation, I no longer felt at home, (I state that my mom died when I was 13 years old and my dad got married a little later); I went to live with my maternal grandmother, fervent religious, Franciscan tertiary, who with her silent example taught me to pray. I accompanied her almost every day to the Holy Mass, I felt that something was born in me: "the desire for God !!" We began to recite the rosary every day: it was the best moment of the day. I hardly recognized myself, the dark days of the drug were now becoming a distant memory. It was time for Jesus and Mary to take me by the hand and help me get up, despite the fact that from time to time, but very rarely, I continued to smoke joint. With the heavy drug I was done: I realized that I didn't need doctors or medicines; but I wasn't quite right.

In the meantime, I realized I was waiting for my son. I was happy, I wanted it, it was a great gift from God to me! I waited for the birth with joy, and it was during this period that I learned of Medjugorje: I believed immediately, the desire to go was born in me, but I did not know when, I was unemployed and with a child coming! I waited and put everything in the hands of my dear Heavenly Mama! My baby Davide was born. Unfortunately, after several medical tests, it was discovered that both my child and I were HIV positive; but I was not afraid. I realized that if this was the cross I had to carry, I would have carried it! To tell the truth, I only feared for David. But I had faith in the Lord, I was sure it would help me.

I began the fifteen Saturdays to Our Lady in novena, to ask for grace, When my baby turned 9 months I finally fulfilled the desire to go on a pilgrimage to Medjugorje (I found work as a maid and collected the amount needed for the pilgrimage). And, combination, I realized that the end of the novena would be spent in Medjugorje. I was determined at all costs to get grace for the healing of my baby. Arriving in Medjugorje, an atmosphere of peace and serenity enveloped me, I lived as if out of this world, I constantly felt the presence of the Madonna, who spoke to me through the people, whom I met. I met sick foreigners all gathered in prayer in different languages, but the same before God! It was a wonderful experience! I will never forget it. I stayed three days, three days full of spiritual graces; I understood the value of prayer, of confession, although I was not lucky enough to confess to Medjugorje for the too many people who were there in those days, but I had confessed the day before my departure to Milan.

I realized, when we were about to go home, that for the whole time of my stay in Medjugorje I had not asked for grace for my child but only to be able to accept this illness of the child also as a gift, if this was for the glory of the lord! And I said: "Lord if you want you can, but if this is your will, so be it"; and I solemnly promised never to smoke the joint again. In my heart I knew, I was sure, that somehow the Lord had listened to me and would help me. I returned from Medjugorje more serene and prepared to accept whatever the Lord wanted to tame!

Two days after arriving in Milan, we had an appointment with the specialist doctor of this disease. They tested my baby; a week later I had the result: "Negative", My David was completely healed !!! plus no trace of this terrible virus! Whatever the doctors say (that healing was possible, having the children more antibodies) I believe that the Lord has given me the grace, now my baby is almost 2 years old and is doing well; I still carry the disease but I trust in the Lord! and accept everything!

Now I attend a group of night adoration prayer in a church in Milan, and I am happy, the Lord is always close to me, I still have some small daily temptations, some perplexities, but the Lord helps me to overcome them. The Lord has always knocked on the door of my heart even in the hardest moments, and now that I have let him in, I will never let him go away !! Since then I have returned to Medjugorje once again on New Year's Eve this year: other fruits and other spiritual graces!

Sometimes I can't say many things if not ... thank you sir !!

Milan, May 26, 1988 CINZIA

Source: Echo of Medjugorje nr. 54