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Kenneth Murphy was born and raised in Ireland but moved to the United States in 2007 to work in the mission of spreading the Fatima message with America Needs Fatima. Once a year he visits his parents and siblings back home.

 

Q – Why have you decided to devote your life to this mission?

Mr. Murphy – I attribute my preservation in the faith to my parents who insisted on a daily family rosary. Praying the rosary was not on my list of fun things to do as a child, but it formed a habit which everyone in our family keeps to this day. My older brother is a history professor in Ireland, and when we talk on the phone, many times he finishes with, “I need to go finish my rosary”. My sister recently dedicated herself as a nun in Italy. I also have two brothers who are much better at saying the rosary than I was.
Before joining this work, I visited a seminary to discern God’s plans for me, but came to believe that the priesthood was not my calling. Instead, I felt called to spread Our Lady’s Fatima message. The world needs both good priests and good laymen to go out and refill the churches. The promises of the rosary show that it is a most powerful tool to turn normal Catholics into strong Catholics, and even non-Catholics into Catholics.
After doing the work of the Fatima Visits for four years, my Mom told me that when she was expecting me it was a difficult pregnancy. Holding a picture of Our Lady of Fatima in the hospital, she promised the Blessed Mother that if I was born without complications she would dedicate me to her. This picture of Our Lady hangs in my room today, a confirmation that I am where she wants me.

 

Q – What effects/graces/challenges, etc. have you witnessed at the Fatima visits?

Mr. Murphy – Some people have told me about miracles and cures that they received during or after a presentation but I believe the most incredible graces are when families decide to change and take to heart the three things Our Lady called for: prayer, sacrifice and amendment of life. At every visit you can see at least a few people making strong resolutions.
I recently revisited a family at whose home I had done a presentation two years before. When the time came to say the rosary, the husband told the children to fetch their rosaries, to which the children quickly disappeared into their rooms, all returning rosary in hand. They all knew the prayers perfectly, a huge transformation from the previous visit.

 

Q – Can you share with us your favorite Fatima story?

Mr. Murphy – Doing a Fatima presentation in Anaheim, California, the host told me that he had been at a Fatima Visit in 1998. He only attended because his mother, who was dying as a result of a malpractice, asked it of him.  He said he listened to the presentation with a closed heart, but because of the explanation about the rosary, decided to pray for a miracle. However, during the rosary, his heart again hardened and he made up his mind to kill the doctor after the Fatima visit.  He went to his room to retrieve his gun, but the key to the gun case, which he normally carried in his key ring, was nowhere to be found. He searched everywhere, and asked his brothers if they had seen the key. They all swore they had not touched it. A month later, he found the key in his room. By this time, his mother had passed, and he had simmered down. Sensing the hand of providence, he thanked Our Lady for having kept him from such a crime, and began to say his rosary daily. In 2013, receiving a Fatima postcard in the mail, he scheduled a Fatima visit himself.

 

Q – Please offer any other comments that would be helpful to readers.

Mr. Murphy – Schedule a Fatima visit! Have a presentation at your home. And if you live in California keep in mind that I prefer savory food over cakes, water over soda and beer over everything else.

 


 


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DAILY QUOTE for February 24, 2019

God wishes to be served to the last breath, to the exhaustio...

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February 24

God wishes to be served
to the last breath, to the exhaustion of the last drop of strength,
and He multiplies our capacities for suffering and doing
so that our dedication may reach the extreme limit
of the unforeseeable, the improbable, the miraculous.
The measure of the love of God is
to love Him without measure, said Saint Francis de Sales.
The measure of fighting for God consists
in fighting without measure, it may be said.

Plinio Corrêa de Oliveira

  
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St. Praetextatus

Fredegund, mistress of King Chilperic, a murderous woman res...

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St. Praetextatus

Praetextatus became the bishop of Rouen, France, in 549. The thirty-five years during which he occupied the position of bishop were riddled with troubles involving the Frankish monarchy, a result of which was a time of exile for the saint.
Among the players of this political drama was Fredegund, mistress of King Chilperic, a murderous woman responsible for several deaths in the royal family. Fredegund despised Praetextatus and opposed his return from exile, but a council in Rouen overruled her interference and reinstated the holy bishop to his see.

“The time is coming when you shall revisit the place of your exile.” She threatened the saint shortly before his death. “I was a bishop always, whether in exile or out of exile, and a bishop I shall remain; but as for you, you shall not always enjoy your crown.” He said, as he urged the queen to convert.

The wicked queen refused to reform her life, and in 586 as Praetextatus was offering Holy Mass, Fredegund had an assassin stab him under the arm. The mortally wounded bishop managed to drag himself to the altar and receive Holy Communion before he died.

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Holding Hands with The “Gate of Heaven”

Of all the invocations to our Lady, Gate of Heaven is one of...

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Holding Hands with The “Gate of Heaven”


Of all the invocations to our Lady, Gate of Heaven is one of the most beautiful. This title gained a new meaning for me when I arrived for a Fatima home visit at the house of Dominique McGuire and found her in tears. Her mother, Marie Jeannine Michel, a native from Haiti, had suffered a massive heart attack the day before and was now dying.

I was more than happy to take the statue to visit her at Rex Hospital in Raleigh, North Carolina. It was painfully clear, when we arrived in the Intensive Care Unit, that this poor soul was reaching the end.

Over the next couple of hours we prayed numerous rosaries, litanies and the prayers for the dying by her bedside. We also struggled to provide the dying women with all the spiritual assistance we could.

As we prayed, the attending nurse, who happened to be Catholic, kept calling local Churches to find a priest who would administer last rites. Whenever she entered the room to care for Mrs. Michel she would join in the responses to the Hail Mary. Overwhelmed by the scene, she exclaimed, “I hope when I am dying someone will bring the statue to visit me and pray the rosary.”

Moments before the priest arrived, Dominique asked me if I had an extra scapular for her mother. I did not. As the priest administered the last rites I scurried from the room in search of this precious sacramental, only to find I was the only person wearing one. Mrs. Michel was in much more need of it than me, so with the help of a doctor we temporarily removed her oxygen mask and placed my scapular around the dying woman’s neck. Dominique then took her Miraculous Medal and pinned it on to the scapular.

The most moving part of this visit occurred when Mrs. Michel opened her eyes and showed signs she wanted to speak. When they removed the oxygen mask, Dominique told her mother, in their native tongue, that “Momma Mary” was in the room.

Since Mrs. Michel seemed to be already looking into eternity, with a type of “fog of death” in her gaze, I carried the statue over next to her bed. Surprisingly she reached up and took hold of our Lady’s hands and held on for some moments. The oxygen mask was then replaced as the nurse administered morphine to deaden the pain she was experiencing.

Mrs. Michel died at 6:00 AM the following morning with Dominique praying beside her bed.

While the America Needs Fatima home visitation program is a very rewarding apostolate, nothing on earth compares to the satisfaction of a visit like this. A person going through such a moving ordeal, however, could naturally ask, “Was there something more we could have done?”

In the case of Mrs. Michel, the answer is a resounding no. She received the last rites of Holy Mother Church, was clothed in the brown Scapular, and was almost continuously surrounded by the melodious sound of the Angelic Salutation.

Hours before she passed into eternity, Mrs. Michel also had the grace to hold hands with She who truly is the Gate of Heaven.

By: Norman Fulkerson

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Of all the invocations to our Lady, Gate of Heaven is one of the most beautiful. This title had a new meaning for me when I arrived for a Fatima home visit at the house of Dominique McGuire and found her in tears.

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