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On a hot summer day in 1978, while our family was out for a drive, I “met” a saint who changed my life. Because he has led me closer to the Lord, I have tried to introduce others to him ever since—most recently in my book, Praying with Padre Pio.
My husband was at the wheel of our blue Ford station wagon, talking about “old times” with his mother and brother. I was in the back seat trying to read, as I refereed our three young children.
“Mom, she hit me!”
“Did not.”
“Give me my truck!”
I was going through a difficult period then, feeling overwhelmed by the responsibilities of motherhood. That day, though, my attention was not on my struggles but on what I was managing to read amid the children’s noisy interactions. It was a book by a friend, about a Capuchin friar she had worked for in southern Italy. I had never heard of this “Padre Pio” and was riveted by his deep prayer life and the many conversions and healings that had taken place around him.
I learned that in…
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