While in Japan giving a retreat, an Irish priest said to me (Sr. Briege), “Briege, it would be awful easy to believe if I could see a miracle.”
I told him, “Father, the Lord uses you every morning to perform a miracle.”
He said, “I know about the mass, but you know what I mean. If only I could see somebody healed if they were blind or had bad legs, it would be very easy to believe.”
I said, “Oh, do you think it would, Father? I’ve seen a lot of people healed, but that doesn’t make it any easier. I still have to keep praying and many times I find myself thinking, ‘Oh that person’s so sick,’ and wondering if healing is possible.”
He said to me, “Oh, I think I’d be different. I think if I could see a miracle, I would really believe.”
[…three days later…]
Among the Jesuits [at the retreat] there was an elderly French priest who had a very severe gangrene in his leg. The doctor had told him he should have the leg amputated. He asked the doctor to let him make the retreat and then he would go for the amputation.
Fr. Frank asked us to gather around and pray for healing.
The next morning, we were getting ready to go to breakfast. The French priest came up to me gesticulating and making all kinds of signs to me, pointing to heaven and to his heart and just carrying on. I couldn’t speak French or Japanese; I just kept looking at him. I thought with a little inward smile, ‘This poor man’s getting a heart attack or going mad.’ So I just walked away.
I went in to breakfast and this same priest came running into the room with the legs of his trousers rolled up. He was showing everyone that his leg was perfectly healed.
Three seats down from me was my Irish friend. I looked over at him and said, “Father, there’s your miracle you were talking about the other day.”
The Irish priest looked at him, and then he looked at me, and he said, “My God, it’s awful hard to believe! Did he have gangrene at all?”
Then I said to him, “See, Father, it doesn’t make it easier to believe.”