Since I posted my Padre Pio Miracle, every time I look at the image of Ven. Mary of Agreda, I feel I should do the same to honor her by relating my experience with her. I don’t know what else to call it nor do I understand why or how it happened. I knew about her life and work bi locating from Spain to America to instruct the Natives in the faith and directing them to the priests to be baptized… I learned that from one of our home schooled children's book report which they had to present to the whole family for critic, mainly my husband who was instrumental in their education. I will explain my "experience".


My father was a bad Catholic all his life, never took his faith seriously. In May 2015 he was very ill. He had gone twice to Confession but the priests in my country were very liberal so I was concerned about him. An old priest told me I should just pray; that the important thing is that he showed contrition.

On Sunday May 17^th, 2015, exactly one week before my father died, I was looking all over the house for a particular book I wanted to review. Instead, in the last bookcase I looked (our classroom), I saw a book that caught my attention because it had the pages facing me instead of the back and I took it to reposition it. As I did and looked at the title “The Life of Venerable Mary of Agreda”, I felt compelled not only to read it, but to start it right there and then and as I was reading the book which took me all week because of my duties, I prayed for her intercession. On Friday I was told he was better so I didn't expect him to die so soon.

Sunday May 24^th, I woke up at 5AM and run downstairs to finish reading the last 4 pages. I was stunned to read that Ven. Mary of Agreda died on Pentecost Sunday May 24^{th (}at 9AM). That day was Pentecost Sunday, May 24^th 2015! I became overwhelmed with hope and prayed for my father until 7AM to get the family ready for Mass. We had just returned from Mass when my brother called to let me know our father died that morning at 8am.


That is all I know. It seems to me that I heard her name as a child, perhaps from my grandparents who were very pious. Someday I will get my answers but now, if anyone is dying and in need of conversion…I call on her and of course O.L. and St. Joseph.