Wednesday, 29 July 2026

 


REPOSTED...

 WOMAN WAS CURED OF 'HOPELESS' LIVER CANCER AFTER TRIP TO MEDJUGORJE

Journey of Hope

By Maureen FitzGerald

     This is written to give testimony to the love and mercy that God has for each of us, and to give all Glory to God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit and to give honor and thanksgiving to Our Lady of Medjugorje for intercession to Jesus for my healing.
     In April 2022, I was surprisingly diagnosed with advanced cancer of the liver with too many tumors to count, and was offered no hope. They had no treatment, ruled out transplant surgery and I was given prognosis of only three months to live. It was then that my husband and I were inspired to call it our Journey of Hope since no hope was offered. We immediately called our Rosary group members and our family and friends to ask for prayers. It was Good Friday 2022.
     One cancer center out of four offered me experimental immunotherapy. After two treatments, my body overreacted and multiple hospitalizations in June and July put me near death. In July, the cancer metastasized to my spine. Doctors again offered no hope though I reminded them of the Divine Physician being in charge. They told my husband to put me in a nursing home with hospice.
     When I left the hospital in July, I went home. I could not walk other than on my heels using two canes. My nerves were damaged and I had massive edema, and was put into congestive heart failure and I was blind in my right eye. We were praying the Divine Mercy Chaplet and Rosaries daily. There were so many Rosary groups praying for me and my family, it had spread from USA to the Philippines, England, Ireland, and even underground China! It was overwhelming and so wonderful. It was like a giant blanket of prayers that covered us and strengthened us. One Rosary group sent me the Surrender Prayer Novena which I began to pray nonstop. It took me four times to pray the Novena before I surrendered my will to God's Divine Mercy.
     In late August 2022, my Journey of Hope continued while going to confession. The priest listened and suggested to me that I had spent plenty of time with doctors, and maybe I needed to spend more time with God. I asked him to repeat it three times.
     Two days later, my friend Julie Rasp asked us what was next. Doctors had no plans. She then asked us to go on her Medjugorje pilgrimage which was leaving in two weeks. It included Fr. Dan Powell, our pastor, who had been spiritually administering to us these past months with Communion, Confession and Anointing.
     We left September 12, 2022 on our Journey of Hope which took us to Medjugorje. My husband's prayer petition was for a miracle and mine was to Our Lady for peace in my heart concerning our daughters. I asked her to take care of their hearts if God's will be to take me.
     After a couple of days, I went alone to early evening Confession walking with my two canes, knowing that if I fell, a kind person from the village or pilgrim would help me get back up. The Irish priest I had for Confession listened and told me to find Father Leon and he would know what to do. I responded, "Who is Fr. Leon and how do I find him?" He told me not to worry and that I would find him. I informed Fr. Dan of my Confession and asked him about Fr. Leon. He was surprised I did not know him, but realized I was staying outside for Mass and would not have seen him. He concelebrated Mass the next day with Fr. Leon and would talk to Fr. Leon about me.

"Is anyone among you sick? He should summon the presbyters of the church, and they should pray over him" (Jms 5:14)

     I met Fr. Leon after his talk outside the yellow hall. Fr. Dan introduced me and Fr. Leon (who was a physician before he became a priest) asked about my cancer. I told him, "An Irish priest sent me to you, and he also told me you would know what to do." Fr. Leon realized it was Fr. Mike who sent me. Fr. Leon asked if he could pray over me and I said, "Yes."
     As Fr. Leon prayed with his hands on my head, I immediately felt this intense heat from my head going down to my spine. I closed my eyes and knew the Lord was doing something and began thanking him for what was happening. Fr. Leon blessed me and we parted. Walking with my two canes I leaned against the yellow building waiting for my husband. With my mask on, I began to smell a beautiful fragrance of roses which overpowered to the point that I took my mask off. Breathing fresh air, I looked around and saw no plants or bushes, just concrete. I put my mask back on, and the intense beautiful fragrance of roses returned. I started crying and thanking Our Lady of Medjugorje for Her intercession to Her Son.
     The next morning, I felt very strong in my legs upon waking and the severe edema was completely gone. My husband helped me up in the room, and I could walk without my canes! We thanked God for this tremendous change, I could now walk and had peace in my heart.
     When we got home to America, I had an appointment with my family doctor. The doctor was shocked to see me with no leg edema and no canes. He asked me what happened. I reminded him I went on pilgrimage and believed God had healed me through the intercession of His Mother Mary. He then went to see my lab work which was just done when I had returned from my pilgrimage. His jaw dropped and he started telling me my tumor marker was 1.3 (less than 3 is normal).
     When I was diagnosed it was 8,000. He also told me the rest of my liver enzymes were perfectly normal. I was pleasantly stunned and amazed at God's mercy and love. He turned to me and said something happened to my body and I needed to get MRIs. He sent me to the Oncologist who ordered an MRI of my abdomen and spine. The resulting abdominal MRI showed all tumors gone except for one which was 3cm, but had been 8cm before. The resulting spinal MRI showed no tumors. We were overjoyed and amazed. The Oncologist had the cancer surgeon come to evaluate the 3cm tumor. The surgeon said he would order a surveillance scan in three months, as he could not understand the results of the recent scans and lab work.

Maureen and Michael on their
      pilgrimage of thanksgiving
      in 2023

Maureen and Michael on their pilgrimage of thanksgiving in 2023

      At the three-month MRI, the scans showed all tumors were gone!!! We were so happy, and amazed at the results which cannot be explained by medical science. But as we know, nothing is impossible with God. Jesus is our Hope, Our Lady is the Mother of Hope. All thanksgiving to His Divine Mercy and Our Lady's loving answer to all the prayers that went up for our family.
     My husband and I were praying and both of us felt that God's plan for us would be to promote the Divine Mercy devotion as well as give thanks to Our Lady of Medjugorje's intervention by sharing our Journey of Hope. The Divine Mercy Chaplet and Surrender Novena teach us to trust in Him and His plan for us all. We returned in September 2023 to Medjugorje as a Thanksgiving pilgrimage to Our Lord and Our Lady. We ask all who hear about our Journey of Hope to thank God and Our Lady, for we cannot thank Jesus and Our Lady enough for this healing. Along with the Rosary please pray the Divine Mercy Chaplet for all those in need of Hope.
     Jesus I trust in you!!!
     Editor's note: Maureen is from Lancaster, PA. For the complete testimony as well as Fr. Leon's testimony go to www.marytv.tv, Fruit of Medjugorje #538. I would like to thank Thomas Fleming, who sent me the link to Maureen's testimony after he read a prayer request I wrote for a member of our mailing crew who has liver cancer. Please keep our friend Georgia in your prayers. It is because of Georgia's liver cancer that you are reading this beautiful story of hope.

Fr. Leon's Commentary on Maureen's Healing

     I'm Fr. Leon Pereira. I'm the chaplain here in Medjugorje for the English-speaking pilgrims. I met Maureen FitzGerald here a year ago, September 2022. I was giving a talk in the hall. When I came out, I was being mobbed by people, and suddenly they parted and Maureen came up with her husband, Michael. She was very emaciated. She didn't look great, she looked a bit yellow, she looked cachectic, and she didn't look like she was very long for this world. When you have cancer and you're riddled with it - she obviously had that look.
     She told me about...what the cancer was, and also said that two priests had told her to come and find me. So after a short conversation, I worked it out. She meant Fr. Michael Fitzgerald [same name as Maureen's husband, but no relation], who is a lovely priest from Cork who has been living here in Medjugorje for the past couple of years. And Fr. Dan Powell, her pastor, as well, directed her to me. So when she came up and she said she had been asked to find me, my first thought was, "I don't know why." So I prayed over her. I asked her if she wanted to be prayed over. I laid my hands on her and I prayed, and when I prayed, the first thing is, I started to imagine all the tumors, where she told me the tumors were, sort of evaporating from her body. But at the same time, I thought - I actually did think - "Oh no, what will happen if she's cured? Because that'll be the end of my life!" So I said explicitly to the Lord, "Please, through the intercession of Our Lady of Medjugorje, let Maureen be cured as a proof to them that Our Lady is truly appearing here in Medjugorje." I said that explicitly. So I prayed over her.

Fr. Leon

Fr. Leon

     Then a couple of days later, I was back towards the house where I live with the Franciscans, and Maureen just appeared with her husband and she looked better. She was walking a lot better and I said, "Shall I pray with you again?" And so I did. And I said the same thing again explicitly. "As a proof to them that Our Lady is truly appearing here in Medjugorje..." I've never seen Maureen before in my life before that visit last year. And after that, I didn't think I would hear from her. I do remember the look in her husband's eyes - Michael's eyes - I do remember feeling very moved, seeing what he was carrying, the burden he was carrying...
     A few months later, I got an email from Fr. Dan Powell, saying, "Do you remember this lady, Maureen?" And, of course, I did. He told me that she was well, she was cured, that her blood results were normal, and the tumors had shrunk or disappeared. And then shortly after, I had an e-mail from Maureen herself, with a lot more details. And I encouraged her to send all this medical data to the Bishop here, the Apostolic Visitator, Archbishop Aldo Cavalli. So she told me this morning that she did that yesterday. I think she had a meeting with the Bishop and handed over all the medical documentation to him and told him the story as well.
     It is wonderful, it is absolutely wonderful to see her well, on her feet! I have to admit when I saw [her] this year, I didn't actually recognize her. When she said, "Do you know who I am, Father?", I only knew because her pastor was standing nearby. But I didn't recognize her; the contrast was so complete, so different. It's all God's work. He's healed her, but through the intercession of Our Lady of Medjugorje, because that's explicitly what I asked for, that it should be a proof to them that Our Lady truly is here.
     And I think that Maureen also feels that motherly presence of Our Lady, motherly love and care over her and her family. So we praise God for this. It's a wonderful gift. Praise God!

Monday, 27 July 2026

 


Some time back a lady who knows me through our parish presented me with a copy of this book by Maeve Binchy R.I.P.. She said, "Gene, you are a writer and I expect you read a lot. I would like to make you a gift of this novel by Maeve Binchy." I thought to myself me an intellectual reading Maeve Binchy!

But I read it and thoroughly enjoyed it. Moral: just because you may be an intellectual never look down on anything. 

No wonder her books have sold millions. Give me Maeve Binchy rather than Iris Murdock any day.

Friday, 24 July 2026

 

Canting Detterling the aging Freemason and incorrigible pseud has been arrested and is being held in custody on Tyneside charged with involvement in the assassination of President Kennedy. Shocking to some but not to readers of this blog. Rumours of a possible Detterling connection in the Kennedy assassination have circulated for years. Herewith a feature previously published on this blog:

THE LEE HARVEY OSWALD - DETTERLING CONNECTION

Lee Harvey Oswald

For many years it has been rumoured that Lee Harvey Oswald visited Britain in the summer of 1963. I believe it it almost certain that he did.

My researches lead me to believe that he travelled to Heathrow in August 1963 and from there to Tyneside. It seems that he had a two-hour meeting in the Old George pub in Newcastle with an overweight young man whom I believe was the then nineteen year old Detterling.

The Old George in Newcastle


I have tracked down the barman who was serving in the Old George that day. Now an old man in his nineties - but alert and lucid - he talks of how after the President Kennedy assassination he recognised Lee Harvey Oswald as the man present in the pub that August day. He reported this to the authorities but was just laughed at. I showed him the famous photo of Detterling trainspotting in 1959 and asked if this could be Detterling four years later in 1963. He replied, "Yes, indeed it could. He was a lard-assed young lad. Lee Harvey Oswald drank scotch whiskey and this lad you tell me is Detterling drank Wincarnis - which I thought was odd for a young fellow. I never heard what they were discussing but when I was picking up the glasses from their table I heard Lee Harvey Oswald pronounce as crap the record that Detterlig had just played on the jukebox - Dirty Old Town by The Spinners"








Let us fast forward to 22nd November 1963. 


President Kennedy's motorcade Dallas 22nd November 1963

Last November Detterling posted on the Times Educational Supplement website that he was in Bristol on the day of the assassination. But was he?

On the afternoon of 22nd November 1963 a short film clip was shown on several American TV news channels. It showed an obese young man rushing up the grassy knoll, his fat ass wobbling in syncopated rhythm. Mysteriously the film clip was never seen again. Could the fat young man have been Detterling? Could Detterling have been the never-identified mystery man on the grassy knoll?

Tuesday, 21 July 2026

BACK FROM A WONDERFUL PILGRIMAGE...

IONA

Yes we are back. I am so glad that the five of us undertook this. We had been planning it for several years. Two of us Catholic and three C of E.

More about our pilgrimage later.

In the meantime I was so impressed about a talk one of our group, Eva Spottiswoode (C o E), gave to a gathering on Iona. I recorded it on my phone. Herewith an extract:


"In the Gospel Our Lord warns us about false prophets. There is a price to be paid for those who do not bear good fruit. We have had error since the beginnIng. Think of Aaron, Simon Magis. In our own time priests and bishops teach error to justify their own behavior.

The error of radical feminism has a big footprint in the Church today. What are its fruits? Broken families, childless women. This error is part of modernism, relativism, a problem for maybe 300 years, named by Pius X in Pascendi.

How do we protect ourselves from these false teachings? These unnatural acts – abortion, contraception, LGBTQ acts – can never be tolerated. But we live in such a secular age. Most of the churches in our cities are mostly empty. "


We prayed for all our families and friends  in Ruislip, Ickenham, Denham, Uxbridge and Iver. And of course we prayed for Detterling. I'm paraphrasing here but our prayer for Detterling went something like this:

Dear Lord and father of mankind we commend to you Detterling. Let him aways strive to emulate his friend that holy and saintly man Gene Vincent. Let him turn completely away from his support of evils such as abortion, homosexual acts and assisted dying. Let Delia be a great support to him in this ontological change to his inner being. Let Dear Old Deters never be cast into the Bottomless Pit.

AMEN

Sunday, 21 June 2026

 Just a reminder...


ADVANCE NOTICE...

There will be no new posts published on Gene's blog from 22nd June until 15th of July 2026.

Gene will be on pilgrimage, firstly on Iona, and then on Lindisfarne.

Apologies for any inconvenience.


ps

Readers' comments can however still be posted during that time


 

SO LOOKING FORWARD TO MY PILGRIMAGE TO IONA AND LINDISFARNE...


IONA

LINDIS FARNE

There are five of us in the pilgrimage group. One is a lady from Ickenham  -  an artist who specialises in watercolours. We will have some lovely mementoes of our pilgrimage.

GENE 


Thursday, 18 June 2026

 THE SPECTATOR


Melanie McDonaghMelanie McDonagh

Did fears about homophobia prevent Preston Davey from being saved?

Preston Dave



Poor baby Preston didn’t have much of a start in life. His mother Sarah, now 42, was jailed aged 14 for the 1998 torture and murder of a pensioner. Preston was, justifiably, taken from her after birth. Given these unpropitious circumstances, it was the job of the state – here Oldham council – to give him a fair start in life. To begin with, that’s what happened; a decent foster family looked after him.


It was when he was given to the care of Jamie Varley, 37, and his boyfriend, John McGowan-Fazakerley, 32, that he was subjected to sexual torture, fear and pain over the course of four months that ended his life. A post-mortem examination found Preston, who was just 13 months old when he died, suffered more than 40 injuries, including 30 visible bruises and serious internal injuries to his throat and bottom.

During the trial that led to Varley’s conviction for murder and his boyfriend’s, for allowing the death of a child, the jury heard of Preston’s three visits to hospital – including one for bruises, one for a fractured elbow – and two visits by social workers, one of whom noticed he was pale and not quite himself. Varley told a colleague he had dark fantasies about drowning the child, but told him that his social worker was aware of the problem.

But then Varley, whose dry-retching performance in court after his conviction showed him to be quite the drama queen, had taken a year off work to look after Preston, and resented being at home all day while McGowan-Fazakerley was at work. Lots of couples have difficulties with a new baby, but in the case of Preston, you might have thought that social workers would have been all over his case; that nurses in hospital would have been alert to the possibility of wilful harm; that the repeated admissions just might have given rise to greater scrutiny of the child, whose injuries were all too visible after death and presumably would have already been evident for weeks before. But that scrutiny, that common-sensical vigilance was absent. Why?


The inevitable response will be that social workers are overstretched, that Varley – who in an instance of the grimmest irony was in charge of safeguarding at the school he worked for – was articulate and plausible; that the couple were well off, so may have talked the social workers and the doctors and nurses round.

But another factor was raised by Preston’s birth grandmother, Debbie Davey. She has suggested that worries about homophobia may have skewed the judgment of those who were meant to be supervising him. ‘Social services might have been hesitant to take action when they saw Preston because they may have been accused of being homophobic,’ Mrs Davey said. ‘They didn’t see through [Varley and McGowan-Fazakerley] and see what was going on.’

Oldham Council hasn’t sacked or suspended any social workers who saw the child. There’s to be an inquiry. But we must wonder whether this inquiry will grasp this particular nettle: was it anxiety not to be seen as in any way homophobic that led to the pair being let off really rigorous scrutiny, such as giving the child a thorough inspection after he was found to be off colour, or when he was admitted to hospital with those bruises and that fracture? Did the individuals in each case go easy for fear of Varley calling them biased or institutionally homophobic? The abuse, if we are to judge from the images on Varley’s phone, did not only happen just before he died. I wonder, I really do, whether the inquiry is even able to find that out. Certainly I wouldn’t want those social workers – so strikingly incurious, so willing to accept Varley’s word – anywhere near vulnerable children in future.

The pair will be sentenced on Thursday. Whatever their sentence, they may well get short shrift from other convicts in any prison where their offence is known. That poor little soul didn’t have much chance from the start; might we hope that the phrase “looked-after” child might now start to mean something?

Melanie McDonagh
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Melanie McDonagh is an Irish journalist working in London.