The following testimony is from a friend I met through my web site. Her name is Melanie and she had an abortion in October, 1999. She has given me permission to print her story. Her hope is that she can help other young women contemplating abortion. Melanie told me recently, " If I can keep one girl from making the choice that I made, it would mean the world to me."

An interesting experience that happened at Mass the other day - it was like being in the presence of St. Francis!! A Dog shows reverence towards the Eucharistic Christ by 'adoring'at the altar!

Please read the true story of the miracle a little boy experienced before he died. Also the story of a little 8 year old girl with a similar experience, also from my own city.

Please read My friends experience the Miracle of the Sun in Queensland, Australia

Last night, as I was waiting to be picked up by two friends to go to a prayer meeting in the city, I thought "I'd better give one of my blessed Rosary beads to Anna" and proceeded to do so. (These were beads which had been blessed by Our Lady herself during an apparition at Medugorje on October 2). Anyway, my two friends (both named Anna) soon arrived from Church where they had been giving thanks after Mass. When I got in the car I gave the beads to Anna (2) and I noticed that she was quite silent and pensive. When we arrived at our Prayer Meeting I asked her "How did you feel when I gave you the beads?" She replied much to my surprise that it was an answer to an unspoken prayer. She recounted how during Mass just an hour earlier, she had thought how much she would love to be given a blessed object from Medugorje!! She was shocked when I entered the car and said "Here are some blessed Rosary beads from Medugorje". She hadn't even voiced it as a prayer but as a thought and desire. God didn't waste any time and graced both of us. To me, it was a testimony to the fact that all my religious objects had in fact been blessed by God through Mary. To Anna, it was a grace to tell her that even her unvoiced prayers are heard by God.

Last night I was over at my aunt's house showing the pictures of my recent Pilgrimage and telling my story. At one point we were speaking about God answering prayers. I said to her, "Sometimes the answer is 'No', sometimes, "Not yet" and sometimes "Yes" and sometimes there is something blocking the answer." Today, I was watching an episode of Touched By An Angel, the one dealing with the family secret which had to be revealed before the father passed away. I was 'touched' once again by a 'coincidence'. Monica says in one scene to the character named Kim, when discussing a prayer she had made at the age of 8, "Sometimes the answer is 'No' and sometimes it is 'Not yet'....(and later to Andrew who questions whether God will grant a dispensation in their case)..and sometimes the answer is 'Yes'." I knew at that point that God had used me in a very special way last night - saying just the right thing at the right time, through His inspiration.

"And my joy at administering Communion over the Easter services and marvelling at the thunderous presence of God at 3pm and 3.12 pm on Good Friday ( with the accompanying bad weather which the weather man called a " freak" of nature over Good Friday and Holy Saturday ), all combined to make me realise that my happiness lies in serving God ". It was amazing that the 'freak' thunder and so on occurred JUST as we were commemorating Jesus' death on the cross.

It is so difficult on my own. I feel that the time remaining for me at my school may be difficult and perhaps this is how it should be. ( And as I wrote that I heard the words " If we are to rise with the Lord we must die with the Lord " on a tape I am listening to the moment. )

It is amazing! Sometimes it takes a secular film to remind one of the essential truths and enable one tomponder on that which has been neglected through lack of prayer and habitual sin. I have just finished watching " Ghost ' and even though there are many flaws in it theologically and some elements are in themselves morally wrong, some good was to be found in it. The fear of hell which I used to experience and which I have not allowed myself to experience this year, was impressed upon me again by the scenes depicting the demons dragging into Hell, the souls of the evil men. For a short moment I felt the desire to make the salvation of souls , including my own, my main priority. I felt that there is no greater way I can be a Christian than to pray for souls. The down side to all this is of course that I probably will forget all this . I realise that the only way it can be sustained is through a more intimate Communion with God. This is something which Satan has many times succeeded in convincing me to abandon; so much so that the intense joy I once used to experience in prayer has not been present for a long time now. But it seems significant that I am writing this at this time when I feel God is calling me to this union once again; not because of my 'holiness' but because of my need. I know , deep down, despite all my attempts to seek it elsewhere , that I can never find happiness and peace unless I find it in God and in a life free of sin.

How can I respond? How can I deny that God is with me and that God truly exists. It cannot be a coincidence that the page I open up at clearly reflects my inspirations, sentiments, or thoughts articulated within the 25 minutes prior to reading it. What I especially found illuminating is the beautiful response to what I wrote. I said " I feel that God is calling me to this unity once again; not because of my holiness but because of my need" and Jesus replied " Of course you are not worthy , but it is my desire."

As usual I am lazy to write even though what I will write can be used for good. I have experienced God's Grace in many ways recently. Firstly with regards to Michelle's 'miracle' and secondly, my operation yesterday.

When mum and I arrived in X on September 29, Michelle told us a story that changed her life. A few weeks ago, she was involved in a car accident, not that she was hurt or that she was directly involved , but that she witnessed it. At the end of her street, a horrific smash occurred which left her shaken and a witness to the death of one man and the critical injuring of 4 others. Since these people were members of the crew working for the Wizard of Oz on ice presentation in, it was in the papers. Michelle may even have been interviewed had she remained on the scene. In fact, Michelle had given the injured men the kids' drink bottles. (Her son) had commented on how their drinks had become famous because they were seen on the television news.

Michelle recounted how she tried to help them, how she started crying and how she phoned her husband. She was on her way to take the kids to school when it happened. She was waiting at the lights , in the right lane, waiting to turn right. Suddenly, the van carrying the Oz team turned right , from the lights opposite her but instead of turning correctly, this van turned towards Michelle, heading directly towards her. Michelle remembers the following ; she and the kids all moving back in their seats, and then a big truck smashing the turning Van on the side, dragging the van into the light pole to Michelle's left. What Michelle said she discovered to be ironic, was that , had the van turned correctly, the truck may have dragged it into her car. The impact was such that the van's windscreen exploded and sprayed onto Michelle's windscreen causing it to crack a little.

It was tragic for the man who died and the others who were injured. Despite the potential tragedy for that man, the incident changed Michelle's direction. She decided that day, that she would go to Mass every week and that she would take her whole family with her. You can imagine how I felt when I heard that. Michelle said that she realised things were different now.

I thought God was being harsh on me when, despite my mental anguish, I read in opening the book on page 285, "Don't you want to begin to be happy to suffer a little for me?"