This story was sent to Divine Intervention via email and it is about a very special little girl.
Her proud father tells us that "Stephanie has a very special spirit.  In fact, she is a miracle.  My wife and I were told by 'fertility experts' that we would never have children.  Stephanie was the first of four beautiful little girls!"  Here is his amazing story.

"About two years ago, my 6 year-old daughter, Stephanie, had a very bad accident.  She was at a local skating rink during 'child time' (which means no adult skating and no trick skating).  My daughter was skating with her best friend.  A large male adult decided that he needed to be skating and, in fact, was trick skating.  He was skating backward at a very high rate of speed when he ran over my daughter.  He fell on top of her and broke her left femur at the head (where it attaches to the hip).  She had emergency surgery to put a pin and a plate in her leg and she was put in a body cast.  The doctor told us that this was a very bad break and that she had a 40% chance of being permanently disabled.

You can imagine how my wife and I felt.  I was particularly upset with this man because he wasn't supposed to be skating.  I was praying fervently about this and telling the Lord that I knew He wanted me to forgive this man, but He would have to help me because forgiveness just wasn't forthcoming.  Of course, God always answers prayers, but sometimes in the way we least expect.

My daughter had been home about a week when I was carrying her to bed one night (which was quite an ordeal because I had to turn her sideways to get her through the door).  She said her prayers, and then she said, "Daddy, the man that ran over me broke his elbow, didn't he?"  I told her that this was correct.  Then she said, "Let's say a prayer for him."  She prayed, "Dear Jesus, please let that man's elbow get better and please don't let him feel bad about what happened because it was an accident."  "And a little child shall lead them."

About halfway through her time in the body cast, the doctor took an x-ray and you could clearly see the fracture line.  The doctor said this was such a bad break that you would always be able to see the fracture line.  Well, at about 10 weeks, when they removed the body cast, she was once again sent to x-ray.  The doctor came back into the room and told us that she had made a liar out of him - the leg had completely healed.  We looked at the x-ray and saw no sign of the fracture line!  It is now 2 years since the accident and there is no sign of permanent damage.  I am completely convinced that one of the reasons she healed so well was her forgiving attitude.

My sister-in-law has a rapidly advancing case of MS and her debilitation is so hard to endure that she started to seriously consider suicide.  She seemed so desperate that I decided to send her a scapular and some information about it, hoping that she would put it on and let Our Lady help her to fight off the temptation to take her own life.  She was still considering suicide when she called me to say she received the scapular and had put it on.  We talked about the information I sent with it and she admitted that she never really prayed to the Blessed Mother.  But then she suddenly wanted to hang up and I was afraid of what she might do.  Just before letting her go, I made her repeat after me the words of the "Consecration to the Mother of God."  I begged her to call me right back and she said she would, but I had my doubts.

No sooner did I hang up than I had a powerful urge to pray for her.  I did so at once, fearing the worst, and pleaded with the Blessed Mother to intercede for my sister-in-law.  I kept praying the "Hail Mary" over and over again, very fervently, with tears streaming down my cheeks, determined to pray until she called me back.  For twenty minutes I waited, and prayed, until the phone finally rang.

It was my sister-in-law!  She was crying when she said, "I could feel the prayers you said for me!"  I was shocked when she said that because there was no way she could have known that I was praying for her.  She lives in Kentucky - three states away!  Needless to say, she is very much alive and is now an advocate of the prayers and help that come form the Blessed Mother!

My daughter was 2 1/2 years old when she started having night terrors - bad dreams that would wake her up in the middle of night, screaming and crying out and babbling incoherently.  They occurred anywhere from once a month to three times a week and were very disruptive to the whole family - especially my daughter!  But it wasn't until kindergarten - when she suffered a night terror during nap time that scared the teacher to death - that we knew our daughter needed more help.

I've always turned to God for help and something told me that He was the answer this time - not more doctors.  Maybe my daughter's problem was spiritual in nature, rather than physical.  When a friend gave me a St. Benedict medal that had been blessed with the old St. Benedict blessing for warding off evil spirits, I decided to give it a try.  I prayed for my daughter's protection, then put the medal under her pillow.  In spite of the fact that she had been having a lot of night terrors at that time, we all slept straight through the night!  I was very encouraged and decided to keep up the prayer, leave the medal where it was, and see how things went.

Well, that was two years ago and the frequency of my daughter's night terrors has been cut in half!  Although she still has them when she's over-tired or under unusual stress, they're not nearly as severe as they once were! 

A reader writes, "Waking up sober everyday for the last nine years is wonderful."  And so is this man's faith!  As he honestly admits, he wasn't living a very holy life.  Cigarettes, drugs, gambling, it all added up to a less than holy - and less than healthy - way of life that finally got the better of him.  Shortly after being laid off, he became ill - so ill that he began to seriously consider the fact the he could die.  Then he began to wonder what would happen to him in the next life.  He obviously wasn't headed for heaven, and maybe not even purgatory - which left only one possible destination.  Hell.

For some reason, he remembered the Brown Scapular and what he had been taught about it - that Our Lady promised anyone who died wearing it would not suffer eternal fire.  He immediately contacted his brother, who was a practicing Catholic, and asked him if he knew where he could get a brown scapular.  As soon as his brother brought him one, he put it on, and that's when everything started to change.

As he tells us, Our Lady worked so many miracles for him that it would take "forty hours" to tell them all to us, but for starters, he was given a sudden urge to return to the Church and the Sacraments, beginning with Confession.  He responded and returned to Mass and admits that he had to remember how to genuflect in front of the Tabernacle!  Then he started praying the rosary, but only after teaching himself the Hail Mary all over again!

His perseverance paid off.  In addition to rejuvenating his spiritual life, the rest of his life started to change too.  For one, he gave up his bad habits of drinking, smoking and gambling.  As he writes in his letter, "The Holy Roman Catholic Church is awesome!  Confession, communion, adoration and Mass are so much better than those disgusting habits."  He went on to find a new job and was able to move his family out of the city and into the suburbs.  They lived close enough for his kids to walk to a good Catholic school every day.

Isn't it amazing what Our Lady can do for those who wear Her scapular and respond to the graces She mediates for them!

A few months ago, the east coast of the United States was hit by Hurricane Floyd and very few areas were spared the extensive rains and flooding that accompanied this storm.  On e of our readers, a mother of three young children whose husband was out of town, ahd about two or three inches of water in her basement by the time the storm moved away.

Using manual labor alone, she started bailing out the basement and worked for hours before coming upstairs at 9:00 pm. for a rest and to get the children to bed.  She remained upstairs about a half hour before she felt restored enough to go back downstairs and continue bailing water.  But when she came downstairs, she was shocked to find that ll the water was gone!  There was at least an inch of water on the floor when she came upstairs to rest, and she knew all that water couldn't possibly dry up in only a half hour!

The next morning, when she mentioned this to her eleven year old son, he volunteered an explanation for the whole episode.  "Last night after I went to bed, I prayed to God and asked Him to send the angels to do the work of five men."  She was amazed when she heard this and couldn't help but wonder if God had indeed heard his prayer and intervened.  What other explanation was there for how all that water disappeared in a half hour?

No wonder the kingdom of heaven belongs to little children!

A man and his wife turned to prayer shortly after she received the diagnosis that she had cancer - everywhere.  It had spread throughout her entire body.  Her husband was so devastated that he was crying hysterically when he asked for help.  Both husband and wife were immediately draped in the mantle of Our Lady - the Brown Scapular of Our Lady of Mount Carmel - and gave themselves to God through Her.

Not long afterward, this couple who had been away from the Church and the sacraments had a sudden change of heart.  They decided to return to their faith and were reconciled through the sacrament of confession, and then received Holy Communion in a state of grace for the first time in a long while.  Although she was not healed of the cancer, they admit to feeling suddenly, wonderfully, peaceful inside.  In fact, they feel strong enough now to face whatever God may ask of them!

These are the words of a reader who goes on to tell us, "I am very dedicated to the Blessed Mother.  I believe it was through her intervention that I have escaped certain death or serious injury - on more than one occasion."  One of those occasions occurred when our reader was "still a wild young adult."

She writes, "I attended a sober dance party for young people held at an auditorium.  It was about 45 minutes away from my house.  I left my friends at about 1:00 a.m. in the morning.  As I drove home in my little Chevette, I began to get very sleepy and could hardly keep my eyes open.  The next thing I knew, the car was bumping along the grass near the center of the highway divider.  By the time I was able to stop the car, I had already passed through a small 6 foot gap between the rails and onto the other side of the highway (not without first blowing a tire!)  I had been going about 60 and anything could have happened.  I could have hit a tree, a ditch, a bridge - anything.  But here I was, stunned and stranded in the middle of nowhere with a flat tire, but I was unharmed.  I thanked God for sparing my life and asked Him to help me out of this.

"Just then, a truck stopped and a man came toward me.  I was afraid so I locked the door and only opened the window a crack.  "Are you OK kiddo?"  I nodded but wasn't about to open the door for anyone.  Immediately thereafter, a state policeman pulled up and changed my tire for me!

"It was 3:00 a.m. when I got home and I prayed my mother wasn't up worrying.  I found she was asleep.  The next day, when I told her what happened, she said that before she went to bed, she felt impressed to pray especially for my safety!  Oh, the prayers of a mother for her children must be very powerful before Our Lord!"

An eight year old girl had this experience one night while sleeping at her grandparents house: "I woke up about 1:30 in the morning for no reason.  I was very scared of something and so I jumped out of bed and went into my Grammy's room.  It was dark and I couldn't see which side of the bed she was on so I went back to my own room and just laid there until I fell asleep around 2:00.  The next day, I told my Aunt what happened and she gave me a brown scapular.  She said that if I wore it, I would be a special child of Mary and She would always protect me.  My Aunt said all I had to do if I had a bad dream was to kiss my scapular and Mary would help me, but I haven't had a bad dream since."

These are the words of a young mother of twin sons who was recently diagnosed with ovarian cancer that had already spread to her stomach. She was so devastated by this news that she could no longer face life.  She refused to leave home or let anyone into her house.  This woman was not only suffering physically but her mental and emotional pain was probably worse.  Even more unfortunate was that this news came at a time in her life when she was away from the Church, which left her without any spiritual comforts either.

But then someone gave her a brown scapular and told her to put it on and give herself to God through Mary.  She did so and not long afterwards, she experienced a strong desire to return to the Church and the sacraments.  A priest was called and she received the sacraments of confession, Holy Communion and the Anointing of the Sick - all on the same day!  This torrent of grace brought about an instant transformation in her and no one could miss the change.  It was clear as daylight on her face - the same face that had once been so full of anxiety and fear - was now radiant and full of peace.  If anyone asks what happened, she simply says, "I have been totally transformed by God."

The last word we have on her is that her blood count was very much improved although the cat scans did not show any difference.  The doctors claim this doesn't make any sense and will be testing her again to determine her condition.  Let us pray that His perfect will be done!

Several years ago, a local woman was diagnosed with cancer that spread throughout her entire body. There was no hope. She was at the point of having only three days to live when a rosary novena was prayed for her healing. It worked. She was completely healed. Ever since her own miraculous healing, she encourages cancer patients to come to Jesus who meet weekly in a Marian cenacle of prayer. They graciously receive these patients and, after clothing them in the Scapular of Our Lady of Mount Carmel, they plead for healing.  The following testimonies were given by a member of this cenacle.

This husband and wife experienced what most couples would consider their worst nightmare.  They were both diagnosed with cancer - on the same day! What could be more devastating, especially to a couple who were only in their fifties and had never been seriously ill?  They were totally unprepared for such a disaster and, thankfully, found themselves in a support group for cancer patients where they could get the confort they needed.  When prayer was recommended, tehy decided to try it, even thought they had been away from the Church for some time.  The husband, however, had been recently operated upon and could not attend but his wife came to represent them both.

Although the husband could not attend the cenacle due to recent surgery, his wife came as a representative for them both.  But as soon as she arrived, someone noticed that she was wearing crystals around her neck.  When asked about them, she explained that they were sent to her "for healing."  She was immediately asked to remove the crystals and in their place, she aws clothed in the holy garment of Our Lady of Mt. Carmel ~ the brown scapular.  The group first for her husband's healing, and them for her own.

The following week, when her husband went to the doctor, all traces of the tumor on his brain were gone!  Although his wife still has cancer, she is becoming progressively better.  But even more striking is the spiritual healing of this couple.  They have both returned to confession and the sacraments and their and their inner transformation is quite obvious.  The wife has a new light in her eyes where there was once only darkness and despair.  They're leading a life of prayer, she says, and, believe it or not, they're happy again!

A woman in her late 30's recently received the diagnosis of ovarian cancer ~ one of the deadliest and hardest to treat of all cancers. She and her family were devastated by this news. After attending the support group, she was referred to the cenacle for prayer, but she had one big problem ~ she was not practicing the Faith. Although she was raised a Lutheran and converted to Catholicism when she married a Catholic, something happened that provoked her husband and her entire family to leave the Church. For years, they practiced no faith whatsoever.

The cenacle welcomed her with open arms. As always, they first invoked the special intercession of Mary and clothed the woman in the Brown Scapular as a symbol of her return to God through the hands of Our Lady.  She must have been pleading powerfully for this young woman, because she was soon inspired to reconcile herself to the Church.  For the first time in years, she returned to confession and then to the sacraments.

That's when the miracle happened. Her very next blood test showed that her cancer count of over 1000 had dropped to 2!  Further tests revealed that she was no longer suffering from ovarian cancer.  The cure is considered inexplicable by all who treated her.  But no one seems more amazed than her own family ~ who have all returned to the Church ~ including her Lutheran relatives!  When we let Our Lady ask, there's no telling how much Jesus will give!

We often forget the meaning of the word "catholic" ~ which means "universal." Jesus meant for His Church to be world~wide to be one, holy, Catholic, and apostolic.  But sometimes we need to experience this before we can really understand it.

Such was the case when a young Hindu woman from India was referred for prayer by the support group.  She was in the United States for treatment of cancer that had started in the breast but spread into her brain and was now everywhere throughout her body.  what a sad case this is, especially because the woman is so young has a little daughter to care for.

She was clothed in the Brown Scapular like everyone else because this devotion is not limited to Catholics.  She was then prayed for and afterward felt a great difference in herself.  She admitted that she had never experienced God's love as powerfully as when someone in the cenacle embraced her during the prayer.  From then on, she realized that her people could not help her the way that Jesus and Mary were helping her.  Although she has since returned to India, she left with a very clear understanding that "Jesus is the real way."

    A friend of mine told me the most amazing story over dinner one night. She gave a Brown Scapular to a friend who worked in a Federal office.  For some reason, the woman didn't wear the scapular, but always kept it in her purse. One day, while she was making copies at the machine, it broke down and she was forced to use the copier in another area - which was located in the place where the officers gathered.  While standing at the copier, she overheard them talking about their assignment for that day - a narcotics search.

Her attention was caught when one of the officers voiced his concern about participating in this search.  He didn't want to go because he had forgotten to put on his brown scapular that morning! She could hardly believe what she was hearing!  Naturally, the other officers started making fun of him, but the man would not be dissuaded.  He insisted that he needed the scapular and the protection of Our Lady, and no amount of ridicule would make him change his mind.

Finally, the woman at the copier spoke up about the scapular she always kept in her handbag. The officer was elated when she offered it to him and immediately put it on.  Shortly thereafter, they left for the search.

As it turned out, this very same officer was standing outside the door of the building when someone inside opened fire. The shot came straight through the door, right at where the officer was standing but, miraculously, the bullet missed him. He was not hurt or even grazed. It seemed impossible that he could escape being shot. But he did. And he knew why. The scapular.

Our Lady promises her protection to all who wear it with faith and She certainly proved it on this particular day, not only to the faithful officer, but also to those who had been laughing at him before the search. As our friend reports, when the officers returned from the search, they weren't laughing anymore!

St. Eleanor's, Collegeville, PA

     I clearly remember the first day I brought the Eucharist to this beautiful young man who had been diagnosed with cancer only months before.  His wife told me that although he was always a prayerful man, he didn't believe in the "symbols and rituals" of Church life.  She suspected that he only went to Mass for her sake. That's why she was so shocked when he expressed a desire to have an Extraordinary Minister bring him the Blessed Sacrament on Sundays.

When I arrived, we prayed together and within a few minutes, he broke down and cried. "I just want one ray of hope," he said. "Just one ray." I gave him a brown scapular and asked him to wear it and put his life in Our Lady's hands. He agreed.

The next time I saw him, he looked great. He was happy and cheerful and hopeful. I asked if he had received some good news from the doctor but he just smiled and said, "No. My wife and I think it's because of this." He patted his chest where the scapular was. "We just know She's here with us."

Almost immediately, Mary began to open his heart to new graces from God. The most obvious was his increased devotion to Jesus in the Eucharist. Before long, he was calling for communion several times a week. When I arrived, he would always be waiting, smiling, happy to see the Lord. No matter how bad he felt with tears. I knew he was seeing Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament the way only the sick seem able, or willing, to do. Sometimes he would be so overcome with love and gratitude that he would weep when he received Our Lord. Then he would look at me and say, "How can I ever thank Him for this?"

None of us ever stopped hoping and praying for a cure. In fact, on the night he died, at almost the same time, I was praying for him in the chapel of a local church. I found out later that a priest from the very same church where I had been praying was spotted in the hospital corridor by his wife and was able to administer a final blessing to my dear friend. A short time later, as his wife explained, he closed his eyes and "fell asleep."

It was September the eighth - Our Lady's birthday.

St. Catherine of Siena, Horsham, PA

My neighbor complained about the same thing all the time - chronic fatigue, listlessness. She sounded so desperate one morning when she said, "I just never feel right anymore. I haven't been myself for eight years." This young mother of three had sacrificed much to stay home and raise her children and I really pitied her. Even though she's not a Catholic, I gave her a Brown Scapular and asked her to put it on and give herself and her troubles to Mary. "She's a mother too," I said. "She'll understand."

A few weeks later I saw my neighbor and she looked great! Apparently, her sister told her about a new doctor who was doing great things for fatigue with the use of natural vitamins and minerals. she decided to give it a try and the vitamin therapy he recommended worked! She said she hadn't felt this good in years!

I asked her if she took my advice about praying to Mary. "Oh yes!" she said, "I certainly did." I couldn't help but ask, "And how long after that did you find this new doctor?" She thought for a moment, and then a strange look came over her face. "It was right about the same time," she admitted, and I could see that it was only now occurring to her what had happened.

Her prayer had been answered!

St. Catherine of Siena, Horsham, PA

A suburban Philadelphia man was diagnosed with colon cancer. By the time it was discovered, it had already spread to his liver. The outlook was grim. Doctors had only one choice ~ surgery ~ but in cases as advanced as his, there was only a 5% chance that it would work. But the man and his wife had faith. They prayed and God heard them. The surgery was a complete success! But that was only the first miracle. The next one was even more incredible.

Shortly after his healing, the man and his wife went on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. While they were hearing Mass one day in Jerusalem, something very extraordinary happened during the consecration. When the priest lifted the newly consecrated host, it suddenly turned into the bloody figure of Christ hanging on the cross. In a single, shocking moment, he actually saw the tremendous miracle that takes place during every Sacrifice of the Mass ~ when so many people aren't even paying attention! The experience had such a profound effect upon him that he could hardly speak about it ~ and rarely does ~ even to this day. And because he was the only person who saw anything, it seemed like a message meant for him alone. It was especially clear when seen in the light of his miraculous healing.

Jesus Christ died that we might live!St. Catherine of Sienna, Horsham, PA

My friend contracted a serious case of shingles on her face and in her ear ~ the kind that can cause deafness and facial paralysis. Even though this is a highly contagious disease, I went to visit her anyway. I thought, "Nothing will happen to me." I was wrong. One morning, shortly after this visit, I noticed strange marks forming on my forehead and immediately recognized them. Shingles!

Shaken, I went to Mass that morning as usual, but this time, when I received Our Lord, I held His Sacred Body in my hands and really concentrated on 'Who' I was touching ~ the greatest Healer who ever lived ~ the same Jesus who walked the shores of Galilee and healed everyone who came to Him. I suddenly knew that He could heal me too! "Thank you, Jesus, for healing me!" I whispered, then kissed the Host and consumed it.

The marks on my forehead disappeared!St Alphonsus Ligouri, Maple Glen, PA

It was truly a case of Divine Intervention when the paths of these two old friends crossed again. One was struggling with cancer and the other with a serious foot injury. They caught up on old times and their conversations eventually brought about a new friendship. It was especially lively when their talk turned to religion. They were both baptized Catholic but she was raised Lutheran and was very intrigued by his devotion to the Eucharist. He made weekly nocturnal visits to the Blessed Sacrament in a local Perpetual Adoration Chapel and one day when he invited her along, she accepted.

It was one o'clock on a Thursday morning when they arrived at the Chapel. It was a very small room and lit only by candles. He took a seat in the front and she found a place in the back.

He was praying the rosary when he began to hear a slight noise from the back of the chapel and at first, he thought it was just his friend praying, but the noise grew louder and louder. Then it hit him. It was his friend alright, and she was weeping! Afterward, during the drive home, she said she had become very overwhelmed with a sense of peace ~ a peace she had never experienced before. The next day, she called her family and friends to share with them what she experienced and invited them to visit the chapel too. From thereon, she went to the chapel once a week until her cancer made the trip too difficult. Before she passed away, she had developed a relationship with the Blessed Mother and was even wearing a Brown Scapular! She accepted her illness and impending death and left this life in peace.

She was blessed to have ahd such a powerful experience of the Real Presence of Jesus on that first visit, but her friend admits that it was an even greater blessing to watch the Lord at work in her life!Queen of Peace, Levittown, PA

A reader tells us of the time she and her husband and their six month old son went camping with friends at a campground in New England when a furious thunderstorm blew up out of nowhere. She was holding her son near a picnic table when she realized they had left the radio plugged in and reached for it. Just as she touched it, there was a loud crack overhead and a sudden shock of electricity shot through her left arm. It was powerful enough to make her arm fling out and send her poor son tumbling onto the picnic table. Her husband just looked at her in amazement as he gathered up their startled son, unable to understand how she could do such a thing. He had no idea she had just been struck by lightning!

But it was soon clear to both of them when she looked under her metal watch and saw a large raised welt! It seemed impossible that she could be struck by lightning in the same instant that her hand touched the radio ~ yet neither her nor her son were hurt! She has no explanation for how this could have happened ~ other than the fact that she ws wearing a Brown Scapular and a Miraculous Medal at the time! She closed her note to us with a very confident, "Thank you again, dear Blessed Mother!"St. Cyril of Jerusalem, Jamison, PA