I was attacked in my first year of the polio. This was later joined by other diseases, so that my childhood was full of pain and tears. Many doctors tried to cure me, but the paralysis defied their efforts. In prayer alone was my poor mother consolation. She took refuge in various saints and my general health improved actually, but my paralysis continued. When I was ten years old, I was operated on several times, but the success was very low. I managed to still do not think Provide normal foot on the floor. The leg must also continue to remain day and night in the extensor mechanism.
fulfilled At thirteen I was particularly craving to be able to compete with my classmates in sports and games. As in May, the feast of St. Rita approached, I considered it fully trust a nine-day devotion to her.
On her feast days, 22 May 1949, I hurried to the church of St. Augustine in Rome and St mini trated successively at three. Fairs. After that I pleaded with my dear mother, fervently at the altar of St.. Rita to my healing. - At 12 noon the clock is there, as in many other churches in Italy, the feast of St. Rita custom that the all the people together and celebrated with heartfelt prayers of the great miracle worker on her feast day, which is also her birthday and day of death, and suggests congratulates all its concerns. I prayed with all my heart.
After that I was limping for a fixed altar, to communicate. And wonder of wonders! Immediately following receipt of St.. Communion I felt paralyzed in my legs a violent jerk, connected to the inner certainty that I had been heard. Elated, I rushed into the vestry and took the orthopedic apparatus away from my legs. For the unspeakable amazement of all around him I could for the first time in my life put my foot to normal on the ground and fairly well, although still somewhat uncertain, running around. My dear mother wept for joy. Beaming I was wearing my brace to the altar of St.. Rita as rewarding for my complete healing.
Tardiale Raffaele, Rome (Dalle api all rose, 1950)
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