On November 11, 2007, a gentleman from Hammonds Plains, Nova Scotia wrote, “About 15 years ago I often travelled from Nova Scotia to Ontario. I always used the Autoroute 20 but by luck (or destiny) one day I decided to take Highway 138. When I got to Saint Anne de Beaupré, I had to fill up with gas and stopped at a gas station not far from the shrine. Attracted by the splendour of this building I decided to go and see what it was like inside. I immediately felt a sacred presence. I stayed for some time, I had read a bit about Saint Anne, I recited several prayers, a lit a candle and continued on my way. Every since that day, each time I go by Quebec City I would take Highway 138, so I could make a visit to Saint Anne de Beaupré. Years later, in May 2004, I was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors told me that I had had this cancer for 2 or 3 years, but I had not been sick or had any symptom of its presence. They told me the cancer had become very malignant and that I had less than six months to live. I was appalled. I was afraid of dying and afraid of the impact this news would have on my wife and our son. I did not know where to turn and decided to go to Saint Anne de Beaupré. I made the journey by car and spend close to a day alone in prayer. I opened my heart to Saint Anne and asked her to spare my life. I also prayed for the strength to face the events and for my fears to be calmed if I should die. When initially diagnosed that my condition was so serious I was not even offered a treatment and after some months my condition deteriorated dramatically.  In October 2004 the doctors decided to do an operation but advised me that it would certainly not be a cure. It is now three years since the first diagnosis. The doctors recently told me that my cancer is still there but it is borrowed time. I feel well and am no longer afraid for my life. I feel obliged to present my testimony of thanks to Sainte-Anne-de-Beaupré, by reference to this mysterious joy that I discovered in your church. What is strange is that I am not even Catholic. I was born in England and belong to the Anglican Church. But I think that neither Saint Anne nor the Good God nor Jesus Christ loves me any the less for that. I would appreciate very much if you would keep me, my wife Pauline and our son Matthieu in your prayers. May God bless you, the priests and the people in your parish for this Shrine of Hope, this place where prayers are heard! It’s a place where miracles can happen and actually occur.

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