When I did the Studium at the Congregation for Causes of Saints, I had the opportunity to study amazing authenticated miracles, historic and modern. The modern miracles of healing are fascinating, especially because there is so much medical documentation.
Back in 2018, this was heralded as the 70th authenticated miracle at Lourdes.
I read at the National Catholic Register about a French nun who went to Lourdes. She had a terrifying degenerative disease. Sister wrote a book about her life and miraculous cure at Lourdes.
The nun wrote a book which precipitated this new piece:
Mincing no words in her newly-released memoir, My Life is a Miracle, which traces the astonishing events that brought her case to the world’s attention as the 70th miracle effected at Lourdes, she describes her left foot as almost completely twisted in a “backward position.” And her “back, spine, and pelvis were like jelly,” supported by a “rigid cervical-lumbar corset.” Day and night her body ached, even as electric shocks rippled through her legs.
A steady supply of morphine made “the burning of these invisible thorns” just bearable, but impaired her cognitive functioning. And a “spinal neurostimulator had been implanted under the skis to ease the excruciating pain.”
More than once, the harrowing daily struggle had brought her to the brink of despair, but she had long since made her peace with her condition. At Lourdes, she did not pray for her own recovery, but her spirits were fortified as she took part in the daily processions and bathed in the waters of the grotto. There where Mary and her Son preside, and space and time stand still, the values of the world are held at bay and the radiant dignity of each person created in God’s image is made manifest.
So as Sister Bernadette made the agonizing return trip, she channeled what energy she possessed into petitions for the healing of her fellow pilgrims. And as the creaking ambulance train was sidelined to allow high-speed trains to move more quickly to their destination, she was briefly reminded that she had left the grotto behind. “They shoot past without giving us a look,” she thought of the speeding trains rushing by the ambulance cars. “That’s life.”
But life, as she knew it, would soon change radically. Within days of her return from Lourdes, Sister Bernadette experienced a sudden cessation of pain and a complete healing of her body, or — as she calls it — a “re-creation.” Her twisted foot had been straightened, and her back was strong. She cast off her corset and walked freely.
The degenerative disease that had defined her life for four decades had itself been rendered powerless through a miracle.
Weeping tears of joy, she rushed to share the news with the other sisters, who joined her in prayers of gratitude for God’s gratuitous love and mercy.[…]
I would like to go to Lourdes some day.
Wouldn’t a Traditional pilgrimage in France be great? Marian Shrines, Lourdes, LaSalette. Traditional monasteries. Fine vistas and cheeses and wines. Etc.