But for Grace:
Robert - if this is so, and you really do have two bishops backing your story, then why not just come out with what you have to say?
Let us hear what you were told to tell us. Just remember that many Catholics are hesitant about accepting this type of things, leaving personal judgement until it has been deemed valid by the proper superiors. The Catholic Church has a deep history of Christian Mystics (St. John of the Cross, St. Teresa of Avila, St. Catherine, St. Faustina, etc.) and of aparitions (mainly of Mary). This sort of other worldly experience is nothing new to us, but we do withold judgement until proper judgement is rendered, so as to cause no harm to come to the faith of others.
If it is to long to simply post, then e-mail it to me. (honestly it is the statement about two bishops accepting it that intreques me)
PAX
I am a man, who grew up a Catholic. Went to Catholic schools and from the age of twenty-five to forty went to Mass and Communion almost every day. At age thirty-eight Jesus started calling me to His ministry, using many signs and even miracles. I was married at the time He started calling me, and I already had two children. Being a minister, to me, meant being a Catholic priest. So I would say yes to God, but instead of asking Jesus what He wanted me to do, I would assume what He had for me to do. This went on for two years, and then my third child was born blind. We already had a child with Downs Syndrome. When the baby came down with an eye infection and our doctor wouldn’t see her until the first of the week, my wife just broke down in a very heart felt prayer, and asked God to heal her. She was healed, both the eye infection and her eyesight. Our baby is now twenty-eight and has twenty/fifteen vision, where the rest of us need glasses. Soon after this Jesus let me know that I was to give Him an answer, I said yes. But I wanted to know for sure, if it was really Jesus who was calling me. I asked to be given the gift of tongues that night. I spoke in tongues for the first time that night. Next I asked Jesus to let me know what seminary I was to attend? He told me “NO! Don’t read about me I’ll teach you about Me.”
I called then auxiliary Bishop
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After living in
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he asked to read one of my letters. He then said that what I wrote was God’s challenge to His Church, and had me make up a very formal letter to be presented to the Bishop. I was never contacted again so when a new Bishop
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