My mom said that the night before the 13th as she was walking with a
group at night on the farm, their lantern shown on a canvas, and on the
canvas she saw the image of the face of Jesus. At first she thought her
vision was failing, especially the next day when she received a most wonderful
blessing. Then she realized it wasn't failing vision, but the most beautiful
gift she could ever hope for. As she was looking up into the trees where
other people were staring, there in the sky she saw an enormous beautiful
angel with wings. Moving from one cloud to another, was the Blessed Mother.
As I told my children about this, as we were driving one day, I heard my
6 year old little boy's voice from the back seat say, "Mommy, I believe
grandma", followed by his 4 year old sister, who said, "Me too!"
Patty L.
October 17, 1998
North Carolina