APPLY TO THE MIRACULOUS MEDAL to ask for a grace to be recited today

O Immaculate Virgin, we know that you are always and everywhere willing to answer the prayers of your exiled children in this valley of tears, but we also know that there are days and hours in which you take pleasure in spreading the treasures of your graces more abundantly. Well, oh Mary, here we are prostrate before you, just on that same day and now blessed, chosen by you for the manifestation of your Medal.
We come to you, filled with immense gratitude and unlimited trust, in this hour so dear to you, to thank you for the great gift you have given us by giving us your image, so that it could be a proof of affection and a pledge of protection for us. We therefore promise you that, according to your desire, the holy Medal will be the sign of your presence with us, it will be our book on which we will learn to know, following your advice, how much you have loved us and what we must do, so that many sacrifices of yours and your divine Son are not useless. Yes, your pierced Heart, represented on the Medal, will always rest on ours and make it palpitate in unison with yours. He will light him with love for Jesus and fortify him to carry his cross behind him every day. This is your hour, O Mary, the hour of your inexhaustible goodness, of your triumphant mercy, the hour you did flow through your medal, that torrent of graces and wonders that flooded the earth. Do, Mother, that this hour, which reminds you of the sweet emotion of your Heart, which prompted you to come to visit us and bring us the remedy for many evils, make this hour also our hour: the hour of our sincere conversion, and hour of full fulfillment of our vows.
You who promised, just at this fortunate hour, that the graces would have been great for those who asked them with confidence: turn your glances benignly to our supplications. We confess that we do not deserve your graces, but to whom will we turn, O Mary, if not to you, who are our Mother, in whose hands God has placed all his graces? So have mercy on us.
We ask you for your Immaculate Conception and for the love that led you to give us your precious Medal. O Comforter of the afflicted, who already touched you on our miseries, look at the evils from which we are oppressed. Let your Medal spread your beneficial rays upon us and all our loved ones: heal our sick, give peace to our families, avoid us from any danger. Bring your Medal comfort to those who suffer, consolation to those who cry, light and strength to all.
But especially allow, O Mary, that in this solemn hour we ask you for the conversion of sinners, especially those who are dearest to us. Remember that they too are your children, that you have suffered, prayed and cried for them. Save them, o Refuge of sinners, so that after having loved you all, invoked and served you on earth, we can come to thank you and praise eternally in Heaven. So be it. Hi Regina

On July 19, 1830 the Madonna appeared to Saint Catherine Labouré and revealed the Miraculous Medal to him
“When the feast of St. Vincent came, 19 July 1830, the good Mother Marta, director of the novices, gave us on the eve an instruction on devotion to the Saints and especially to the Madonna. This increased his desire to see the Madonna. For this purpose she swallowed a piece of the coat of St. Vincent and went to bed confident that the Saint would have implored her for this grace.

At 11,30 I hear myself called by name: "Sister Labourè, Sister Labourè!". Wake me up, I look where the voice came from, which was on the side of the passage of the bed; I draw the curtain and see a boy dressed in white, from 4 to 5 years old, all shining, who says to me: "Come to the chapel, Our Lady is waiting for you". Dress me in a hurry, I followed him, always keeping to my left. The lights were lit everywhere we passed: what surprised me a lot. Much more amazed I remained at the entrance of the chapel, when the door opened as soon as the boy had touched it with the tip of his finger. The wonder grew at seeing all the candles lit as at midnight Mass. But I still didn't see the Madonna.

The boy led me to the presbytery, next to the Director's chair, where I knelt, while the boy remained standing all the time. Seeming to me the time was too long, every now and then I watched for fear that the vigilant nuns would not pass by the tribune to the right of the altar.

Finally the long-awaited moment comes; the boy warns me by saying: "Here is the Madonna, here she is!". I hear a noise, like the rustle of a silk robe, and I see the Virgin who, starting from the tribune near the painting of St. Joseph, came to rest on the steps of the Altar, on the side of the Gospel.

It was the Most Holy Virgin, but all similar in the guise of S. Anna, whose picture was above the high chair; only the face was not the same. I was uncertain if it was the Madonna. Meanwhile the boy, who was always there, repeated to me: "Here is Our Lady!".