Miracles & Inspiration

Joy, Laughter and Holiness

According to St. Francis of Assisi, “When spiritual joy fills hearts, the serpent throws off his deadly poison in vain. The devils cannot harm the servant of Christ when they see he is filled with holy joy.”

9 Cardiac Arrests, Death and Heaven

Paul Zucarelli describes himself as an ordinary man who died nine times and encountered God. After witnessing the heavenly realm, he now lives to provide testimony and witness to the Living God and salvation in Christ. Paul’s story is not just another near-death experience story—it’s also a story of faith.

Our Lady of Montligeon: World Center of Prayer for the Dead

Montligeon is not a mere pilgrimage destination but a vast spiritual fraternity as well, that brings together the living and the dead. People enrolled in the spiritual Montligeon Fraternity benefit from the daily perpetual Mass celebrated to their intent at the Shrine and in various places worldwide by means of its associate members. Initiated by Fr. Buguet at the very start of his charitable endeavors, its members nowadays amount to millions.

Holy Water Is Powerful Against the Enemy

Catholic sacramentals are all around us. Images and statues of Mary adorn our home’s bookshelves and other nooks and crannies. We carry rosaries in our pockets and place them around our rear-view mirrors. Another popular sacramental is holy water. In all my travels to shrines throughout the world, I’ve noticed people wanted to bring home holy water.

The Mystery of Christmas

No other story, no pagan legend or philosophical anecdote or historical event, does in fact affect any of us with that peculiar and even poignant impression produced on us by the word Bethlehem. No other birth of a god or childhood of a sage seems to us to be Christmas or anything like Christmas

Servant of God Dorothy Day’s Pro-Life Memories

I hobbled down the darkened stairwell of the Upper East Side flat in New York City. My steps were unsteady. My left arm held the banister tightly. My right arm clutched my abdomen. It was burning in pain. I walked out onto the street alone in the dark. It was in September of 1919. I was twenty-one years old and I had just aborted my baby.