There the guest priest who was to teach us started by praying and guess what? He was praying to Mary! He was having a conversation with her!.. And I was shocked! (Yes, i had come to believe what the pastor said 3 months and a half earlier! Just like that! How come?) How dare he prayed to the Virgin mary? He should have gone directly to Jesus, rather… I’m telling you the truth!
And I got troubled, because that priest was looking so quiet and so… serene! So within myself I asked God: If it’s O.K. to pray to Mary, Lord, please show me. And the morning went until a pause where we could get a coffee, look at the books on display in the next room… and then I saw books on the apparitions of the Blessed Mary that have been happening for 3 years, apparently, in Yougoslavia (now it’s just Bosnia-Herzegovina), in a place called Medjugorje… I had read a little about Fatima, in a book for children. And somehow, I felt like a child again and wanted to know more about that one.Well, I recovered my devotion to the Virgin Mary, it became even more solid.
At home, when I was a kid, we used to pray the Rosary together, following it on the radio. Then, when I was 7 or 8, it wasn’t on the radio anymore, and we had stopped. When we prayed, i sensed togetherness and warmth, but then I didn’t feel as much togetherness, even though we still loved one another. But something was missing… Now I say the Rosary at home, alone, or while walking, and before Mass on weekdays… I can’t do without it! Mary is such a wonderful mother… not just to Jesus, but to us too!