TRUE Story by Fr John Higgins
The phone rang and I had to drive about 10 miles to a hospital where there was an emergency call.
I drove quickly, thinking that the nurse in charge of the ER, Anne,
would be waiting for me. I knew her and her husband and children from
the parish. When I walked in I could see paramedics at the foot of the
only occupied gurney there, so I hurried and walked in. “Sorry, Fr.
John, you’re too late. He’s gone.” Anne said, smiling. She had a lot of
compassion, but also understood that I’d come as fast as I could. They
were removing wires from an older man.
I noticed that he was wearing a Brown Scapular, one of the old cloth ones. I reached and said “He’s wearing an old fashioned Scapular”. When I touched it there was a beep from a monitor, then another. The nurse, Anne, said “What did you do?” I said “Nothing!” She and another nurse jumped to work, reconnecting wires and calling for help. The Paramedics stood with their jaws dropped. The patient opened his eyes and said (in an Irish accent) “Oh, good, Father. I’ve been waiting for you. I want to go to Confession.”
I
nearly fell over. I’d done nothing but seen and touched his Scapular.
The next thing I knew they were working on him. He didn’t get to go to
Confession, but I gave him an emergency absolution as they worked. One
of the Paramedics asked if I was OK and sat me in a chair.
A couple of weeks later the man came to me for Confession and told me that the doctor couldn’t figure out what happened and had to tear up the Death Certificate he’d already started to fill out. The Paramedics had come to see him in the hospital and shown him their notes. At the bottom of the page they’d written the time and place of his death and then in big bold letters had added “BROUGHT BACK TO LIFE BY GOD”.
Miracles still happen...
Because our GOD is an Awesome GOD...
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