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I
shall always be amazed at the ways in which God works in
our life!
The basic inception of this site itself was
the product of His work in my life through a simple
gesture of sending a Rosary to a
distant ill person. She emailed me sometime ago to tell of the
wonderful ways God worked in her life and so i
wanted to send her the prayers of the Rosary but i could
not find any site that had the prayers i wanted so i
decided that maybe it was my job to put it up.So here
are some famous and not so famous prayers and some very
beautiful pictures,hope these become useful to you at
some point in your life.
Do you have any prayers/testimoniesyou
would like to put up here? You can email it to me at webmaster@prayersforasoul.bizland.com
Yours Truly,....
Excerpts from the email
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The 'cross' referred to is actually a Rosary.
I was so pleased when ... gave me the cross you sent to me. Thank you with all of my heart. . .I wear it daily, sometimes out and sometimes tucked into my blouse or sweater. It is always close to my heart, dear lady. What a wonderfully thoughtful gesture.
I do have a story for you, if I might share it. I was baptized and confirmed a Lutheran and grew up very close to several Lutheran ministers. My faith was so important to me that I seriously considered becoming an ordained minister. However, I changed my mind and majored in English. I continued to go to church, sometimes to the Lutheran church and other times to other denominations, almost all Protestant, although I did occasionally go to Mass at the Catholic church with friends.
Two years ago I suffered an acute attack of pancreatitis and was seriously ill; in fact, the doctor didn't know if I would make it through the night at one point. At any rate, on that crucial night when my fever hit almost l05 degrees Fahrenheit, I had just awoken from a sleep and looked toward the foot of my bed, where I saw an elderly women dressed in a white robe with a blue stripe around it. I looked back again, and she was still there, and I felt strangely comforted as would a sick child whose mother is near.
The next morning the doctor told me how critically ill I was that night, and I thought again of that wonderful woman who had appeared to me at a very dark hour of my life. I thought it might be the Mother Theresa, a woman I have admired so very much. But when I saw pictures of her garments, they were not the same as I remembered.
Well, one day I was visiting a friend and was waiting for her to bring in the tea she was preparing when I started thumbing through a book of Christian images of the Virgin Mary. Many of them I recognized, but when I came across one that I had never seen before, I was amazed. There she was, in the same garb the woman in my hospital room had been wearing!
Again, thank you for the cross. I will cherish it always and will remain in awe at her comforting presence at
a Protestant woman's bedside.
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