Photo: Courtesy of Howard Metzdorf
'The Power of Prayer'
by Howard Metzdorf
My granddaughter was 21 at the time. It was Divine Mercy Sunday 2002. I got a call from my daughter at about 10 a.m. She was crying. She had just received a call from the nurse.
They had discovered that my granddaughter's right foot was all black and there was no pulse down there. My daughter immediately called an ambulance, figuring it was gangrene. I was scheduled to serve as Eucharistic minister at the 11:30 a.m. Mass here in Franklin Square on Long Island. So I went to Mass, and everybody I saw, I asked them to pray for her.
After Mass, I couldn't get a hold of my daughter, and I had no idea where they were. So at 3 o'clock, I prayed the Chaplet of The Divine Mercy, asking the Lord to heal my granddaughter.
About a quarter after 3, my daughter called. She had just heard from the doctor, and he told her that the blackness was completely gone from my granddaughter's foot, and they felt a pulse there, too. The doctors couldn't account for any of it. Suddenly, everything was normal again in my granddaughter's foot! She had never experienced this condition before, and she hasn't since.
I'm a strong believer in The Divine Mercy. I always try to pray the Chaplet of The Divine Mercy at the 3 o'clock hour. I read the Diary of St. Faustina. This incident with my granddaughter only reaffirms my belief in God's mercy. The human body doesn't just clear up things like that all of a sudden. Often, a condition like that means amputation.
It's the power of prayer. If people would only realize what God can do.
Howard Metzdorf lives in Franklin Square, N.Y.