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I would love to read up about this so please if you know of any good sources- books and websites, please let me know.
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Here is one site with many miracles on it.
therealpresence.org/eucharst/mir/a3.html
If you do a search you can find more.
therealpresence.org/eucharst/mir/a3.html
If you do a search you can find more.
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PJM
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=Contra Mundum;7196830]I would love to read up about this so please if you know of any good sources- books and websites, please let me know.
www.the realpresence.orgThank you!
and just GOOGLE “Eucharistic Miracles”
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Trishie
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The great miracle is of the consecration itself, regardless the lack of external signs…
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goforgoal
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Personally, I have always enjoyed this story
Might I recommend “Eucharistic Miracles” by: Joan Carroll Cruz
amazon.com/Eucharistic-Miracles-Joan-Carroll-Cruz/dp/0895553031
You can also look on here for books on Eucharistic Miracles
tanbooks.com/index.php/Eucharistic-Miracles
You can always search Eucharistic Miracles (stories, movies/DVD’s, quotes, etc.) on your favorite search engine or YouTube.
God bless,
goforgoal
ST. ANTHONY AND THE EUCHARISTIC MIRACLE WITH THE DONKEY
shrineofstanthony.org/novena-to-st-anthony.htmThough foreign and sickly, St. Anthony soon came to be recognized by the friars as a brilliant theologian and powerful preacher. He was assigned to preach throughout Italy and southern France. At Rimini he was heckled by a heretic who denied the Real Presence of Jesus in the Eucharist. St. Anthony challenged the heretic to let his donkey choose between a file of sumptuous animal fodder or the Eucharist. As St. Anthony held the Blessed Sacrament, the donkey approached and knelt in adoration.
Might I recommend “Eucharistic Miracles” by: Joan Carroll Cruz
amazon.com/Eucharistic-Miracles-Joan-Carroll-Cruz/dp/0895553031
You can also look on here for books on Eucharistic Miracles
tanbooks.com/index.php/Eucharistic-Miracles
You can always search Eucharistic Miracles (stories, movies/DVD’s, quotes, etc.) on your favorite search engine or YouTube.
God bless,
goforgoal
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I know that, thanks. But I’m interested in the miracles so that’s why I’m asking.The great miracle is of the consecration itself, regardless the lack of external signs…
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goforgoal
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Hopefully and Prayerfully, you found some answers.
I came across another wonderful story from a book excerpt called “Holding God in my hands” by: Paul Wilkes
The story below is just one example of my encounters with the Divine.
Ed was an ex-New Jersey policeman: Irish, tough, and obviously away from the Church for many years. No Eucharist for him. He ran down the litany of Catholicism’s excesses—condemning a soul to hell for a Friday hamburger, the brutality of the confessional at the hands of an insensitive priest, and lately, the sexual abuse of minors.
“Give me something to disagree with you about,” I replied, smiling. These were hardly impediments to receiving the Eucharist, I told him. He wasn’t alone. But that wasn’t the total accounting of the Catholic Church. There was more, much more. “Here is Christ; let’s not let all that business keep you from him. He breaks through everything. This is a divine gift; those are human failings.”
No, he didn’t want to receive, he said gruffly. He was a man used to giving and taking orders and making himself clear. I had a busy day and a long list of patients. I wasn’t in the mood to try to crack open this hard shell. Might I say a prayer? He assented with a nod. Where the words would come from, I didn’t know.
I took out a host and held it before him. I stared at the tiny cross impressed at the center. It always helped focus me, remembering just what this host contained. “Lord, here is Ed. He was a fair cop; you can just see it in his face. He helped people even when they might not have deserved it. He went through some tough times on the job. He tried to be fair. It wasn’t always easy, but he gave it his best. Tough guy, sure. Never a bully. A big difference; we both know that.
“Well, Lord, right now, he needs you to take care of him. To let those tests come back with good results. That the cancer is at bay. That he can rest assured you are with him whatever happens. You are like the buddy on the beat: when your partner is in trouble, you are right there. The backup. You are here, right now, in this tiny piece of bread, as real as you were two thousand years ago to your friends when they needed you. Now bless Ed, Lord, and make this a good, restful, and healing day for him. Amen.”
I was about to return the host to the pyx.
“I’ll take that,” he blurted. I looked up. The tough guy’s face had softened, those piercing blue eyes held me as sure as handcuffs. “This is the Lamb of God,” I recited. I placed the host on his tongue. His eyes closed. I paused for a moment, then silently left the room.
I’ll take that. Must not God be overjoyed with this leap of faith and trust? Did that host glow before Ed’s blue eyes? Was there a soft murmuring he alone heard? Who knows? But does not God beckon us in so many ways to come just as we are? And there, in Room 709, with God so close to Ed in the Eucharist, was there not a connection made? Perhaps in heaven we will be able to see the now-invisible rivers of grace flowing all around us. Ed chose to drink from that holy river. And he made me, who had been ready to move on, pause and allow the wonder of God to be experienced.
from:
liguorian.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=296:holding-god-in-my-hands-personal-encounters-with-the-divine&catid=32:excerpt&Itemid=39
God bless,
goforgoal
I came across another wonderful story from a book excerpt called “Holding God in my hands” by: Paul Wilkes
The story below is just one example of my encounters with the Divine.
Ed was an ex-New Jersey policeman: Irish, tough, and obviously away from the Church for many years. No Eucharist for him. He ran down the litany of Catholicism’s excesses—condemning a soul to hell for a Friday hamburger, the brutality of the confessional at the hands of an insensitive priest, and lately, the sexual abuse of minors.
“Give me something to disagree with you about,” I replied, smiling. These were hardly impediments to receiving the Eucharist, I told him. He wasn’t alone. But that wasn’t the total accounting of the Catholic Church. There was more, much more. “Here is Christ; let’s not let all that business keep you from him. He breaks through everything. This is a divine gift; those are human failings.”
No, he didn’t want to receive, he said gruffly. He was a man used to giving and taking orders and making himself clear. I had a busy day and a long list of patients. I wasn’t in the mood to try to crack open this hard shell. Might I say a prayer? He assented with a nod. Where the words would come from, I didn’t know.
I took out a host and held it before him. I stared at the tiny cross impressed at the center. It always helped focus me, remembering just what this host contained. “Lord, here is Ed. He was a fair cop; you can just see it in his face. He helped people even when they might not have deserved it. He went through some tough times on the job. He tried to be fair. It wasn’t always easy, but he gave it his best. Tough guy, sure. Never a bully. A big difference; we both know that.
“Well, Lord, right now, he needs you to take care of him. To let those tests come back with good results. That the cancer is at bay. That he can rest assured you are with him whatever happens. You are like the buddy on the beat: when your partner is in trouble, you are right there. The backup. You are here, right now, in this tiny piece of bread, as real as you were two thousand years ago to your friends when they needed you. Now bless Ed, Lord, and make this a good, restful, and healing day for him. Amen.”
I was about to return the host to the pyx.
“I’ll take that,” he blurted. I looked up. The tough guy’s face had softened, those piercing blue eyes held me as sure as handcuffs. “This is the Lamb of God,” I recited. I placed the host on his tongue. His eyes closed. I paused for a moment, then silently left the room.
I’ll take that. Must not God be overjoyed with this leap of faith and trust? Did that host glow before Ed’s blue eyes? Was there a soft murmuring he alone heard? Who knows? But does not God beckon us in so many ways to come just as we are? And there, in Room 709, with God so close to Ed in the Eucharist, was there not a connection made? Perhaps in heaven we will be able to see the now-invisible rivers of grace flowing all around us. Ed chose to drink from that holy river. And he made me, who had been ready to move on, pause and allow the wonder of God to be experienced.
from:
liguorian.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=296:holding-god-in-my-hands-personal-encounters-with-the-divine&catid=32:excerpt&Itemid=39
God bless,
goforgoal
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goforgoal
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I have always enjoyed this story about St. Clare of Assisi
The following attachment is from a children’s book I collect titled “Book of Saints Part.3” by Fr. Lovaski, S.V.D.
jesus-passion.com/saint_claire3.htmWhile the Saracen army of Frederick II. was ravaging the valley of Spoleto, a body of infidels advanced to assault St. Clare’s convent, which stood outside Assisi. The Saint caused the Blessed Sacrament to be placed in a monstrance, above the gate of the monastery facing the enemy, and kneeling before it, prayed, “Deliver not to beasts, 0 Lord, the souls of those who confess to Thee.” A voice from the Host replied, “My protection will never fail you.” A sudden panic seized the infidel host, which took to flight, and the Saint’s convent was spared. During her illness of twenty-eight years, the Holy Eucharist was her only support
The following attachment is from a children’s book I collect titled “Book of Saints Part.3” by Fr. Lovaski, S.V.D.
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Thank you Goforgoal, that’s inspiring stuff.
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