God Listens to Our Prayers

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EDITOR'S NOTE: This is one in a series of testimonies from our readers who share their stories on the power of the Chaplet of The Divine Mercy. To share your own testimony, please e-mail us at info@thedivinemercy.org.

By Pat Wittkop

I wish to share with you a few "merciful happenings" linked with the beautiful Chaplet of The Divine Mercy ...

• A couple years ago, while at Christian Life Camp in North Dakota we were all aroused at 5 a.m. by the storm warning alarm. We were notified that a powerful thunderstorm was approaching with 60 mph winds and to take immediate shelter. Having read in my Divine Mercy literature that the Chaplet can be said "for conversion of sinners, for peace, for the dying, and even for controlling nature," we all said the Chaplet out loud together and the storm missed us but for a little rain!

• A few years ago I got a phone call from my son saying the 35W bridge had collapsed in Minneapolis, Minn. It was rush hour, and the bridge was full of commuters. I fell to my knees and started praying the Chaplet for all involved in the bridge collapse. I kept praying it in between news reports expecting hundreds of deaths. Hours passed, and I heard of a busload of students who where all saved. As I saw the tangled, hanging bridge I feared many lives would be lost. In the end, with this bridge having been full of commuters, there were only 13 deaths.

• A few years ago we were in Forest Lake when the tornado sirens sounded off. I put the car radio on and heard a tornado had touched down by Coon Rapids and was heading for Forest Lake. I immediately started praying the Divine Mercy Chaplet, and we jumped in the car and headed home to Hugo. We drove along Highway 61 heading south towards Hugo. I could see a huge black cloud approaching from the west with a greenish tinge to it. The air was sweltering hot and humid. You could tell it was near. I prayed, "Please God don't let anyone die, lest they are ready to meet You." As I prayed we felt our car lift off the road a tiny bit but we drove on getting home a few minutes later. When we arrived home I turned on the radio to hear the latest news on the storm. A lady was franticly telling how a whole neighborhood was leveled in Hugo just west of Highway 61. I was shocked to hear this because we had just driven by that area. It was where we had felt the car lift, but I hadn't seen any storm damage then. The tornado apparently hit there just seconds after we had driven by! As I watched all the TV helicopters buzzing over the area and saw the pictures of splintered homes, I was amazed to hear of no deaths except an innocent little baby boy.

• Also at the Christian camp the campers and counselors were saying the Chaplet outside up by the "rock" while the camp supervisor and I were in the kitchen trying to figure out how we could pick up two hip-hop entertainers at the train depot in Minot 50 miles north of camp and at the same time be transporting the campers to their horseback riding 20 miles south of camp. The phone rang, and the caller said Sr. Lucille would be going to the doctor in Minot and would be late for lunch. We asked Sr. Lucille to pick up the hip-hoppers, and it all worked out perfectly. This solution to our problem came about while the campers prayed the Chaplet.

• At this same camp one of the seminarian counselors led the campers in praying the Chaplet every hour on the hour, and it was the best camp session we've ever had with the campers. The campers usually raise a ruckus; now here they were being polite, considerate, grateful, and loving towards all!

• At a home care center in Hugo, our church has a Eucharistic prayer service every Friday morning, and we introduced the residents to Divine Mercy by giving them the Chaplet, etc. When a resident is very ill we pray some of the Chaplet after the service for them. I try to get to their room and say it by their bedside also. I had done this for a patient for a few weeks as she lay paralyzed with multiple sclerosis. She was in such ill health that when I would run my hand in front of her open eyes she wouldn't even blink. She looked like she was dead but wasn't. I prayed the Chaplet for her at 3 o'clock day and night. A few days before she died I went in her room to say the Chaplet and found her staring up at something, her eyes glowing and lips smiling like she was seeing a beautiful vision. I talked to the nurse about it, and she said they had all noticed this about the woman.

• I pray at our local Planned Parenthood clinic where they average from 10 to 14 abortions a day, six days a week. I always put my Divine Mercy image up in front of the clinic, and I say the Divine Mercy Chaplet over and over for the clients and workers, etc. On Valentine's Day I had been there praying from 7:30 a.m., and by 11:30 a.m. I was getting weary and started another Divine Mercy Chaplet when the clinic door burst open and out came two young ladies in tears. One was on the cell phone sobbing, and I overheard her saying, "I didn't do it! I couldn't do it! I just couldn't go through with it!" This was definitely a "mountaintop experience" that has given me hope to keep praying, keep hoping, and keep trusting in God's amazing grace.

• I was at the home care center on Divine Mercy Sunday to bring them Holy Communion because they had been saying the Novena and were going for the indulgences. I was about half done when the nurse came to me and told me one of the patient's wife wanted me to come to his room. I went there to find him with family all around. He was dying. I gave his wife Holy Communion and put a small particle from her Sacred Host on Tom's tongue and asked if we could say the Chaplet for Tom. His wife said yes and got out some rosaries. She knelt down by his bedside, and so did I, and we started the Chaplet. When we got to the third decade she said, "He's Gone." She then tenderly reached over and touched his hand and said, "Let's finish." So we finished the Chaplet. What a joy for me to be there on Divine Mercy Sunday to give this man Holy Communion and be saying the Chaplet at his bedside when he died!

Jesus, I trust in You!

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Karen - May 18, 2011

I want to share my thoughts with you on the events of Divine Mercy Sunday 3PM. The East Coast Divine Mercy devotions were occurring at the same time as the Navy Seals performed their military action. At that time, in churches, there were many Catholics who were part of the Divine Mercy devotions for the first (or maybe the first few) devotions in their lives. We do not know what the end results of that military action will be for us. Let us continue to ask for God's Mercy. However, that Sunday afternoon is etched in my memories forever. The fact that Pope John Paul's Beautification occurred on Divine Mercy Sunday will make that day unforgettable. However, I will always remember our Parish in prayer that afternoon.

EB - May 16, 2011

My little miracle came today.
My Dad, suffering with dementia, broke his hip on Palm Sunday. It was a long ordeal between the hospital and skilled nursing care. Difficult times for my mom and the family. And it was a difficult time in addition to many years of other difficult family matters. My father was put on a new drug (Nemenda) in addition to the Aricept most commonly prescribed. We had no idea the doctors at the rehab put him on this drug and weren't happy that they did so without consulting us. We found out when he was discharged but we kept him on the drug. His primary care physician warned that it was not a miracle drug and it was expensive.....but would my mom deny her husband of 61 years any remedy? When I visited my mom and dad today I noticed a marked improvemnet....he was laughing at jokes, no longer "testy", and he was carrying on meaningful conversation with me. He hadnt been able to do that in a long time. I had given up on ever seeing my father happy again. I had been praying the chaplet but I almost gave up hope. Thank God for his relief to my dad and our family, but also thank God for not giving up on me when I almost gave up.