The Heartfelt Gift

For seven years I have been witnessing miraculous
healings through the intercession of Saint Sister
Faustina, and yet I was convinced that the miracle
would never happen to me. I was set in thinking that
MS was an incurable illness and nothing and nobody
could change this fact. I was wrong.
In August 2016 I was in a sanatorium in Wie-
niec-Zdrój. Behind the complex there was a small new
church of God’s Mercy, in which some relics of Sister
Faustina are kept. On Thursday 11th August 2016 at
7pm I attended a Mass there. During the ceremony
the priest talked about healings which had occurred
through the saint’s intercession. At that moment I felt
an acute, piercing pain cutting through my skull like
a dozen daggers. After a while the pain ceased, and
I realised that God had somehow targeted multiple
lesions lodged in my brain. I asked, very quietly:
Lord, is it possible that it’s my turn now? Is it possible
that You are healing me?
I felt the pain in my spine fading. My legs no longer
felt heavy. My heart filled with joy.
I did not pray for a miracle, but I knew that my 11
husband, kneeling next to me, was begging for my
healing. At that moment, looking at the painting of St
Sister Faustina, I saw Her eyes come alive and move
around; even her eyelids moved. I have seen eyes of
a painting move once before: in a copy of the Holy
Mary of Czestochowa in our local church.
I entered the church with difficulty, struggling to
walk; after the Mass I left it jumping with joy.
Since that day I’ve been feeling wonderful. My toes,
which used to be numb and curled-in, were further
treated by a physiotherapist so I now I can almost use
them to play the piano. My body used to feel like a
heavy burden; I imagined my feet sinking deep into
the ground when I walked. Often I would wake up in
the morning feeling like I weighed a ton and wonder-
ing if I could lift all that heavy mass (about 60kg) up.
Since the 11th August 2016 I’ve been light as a feather.
I feel that there is an air bubble between the ground
and my feet, that I never really touch the ground. It’s
like I’m running on air.
Without consulting it with the doctors, I gradually
started weaning off the medicines. I reduced the dos-
es little by little, to avoid any shock for the body. Be-
fore the healing, skipping a single dose would make
my legs wobbly within hours: they&rs...