Here are three maricles that I was present for:
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In 2001 My Dad was unemployed for several months after GPU energy was bought out by First Energy. And he looked for a job for 9 months, he looked everywhere and all over the state of PA to find a job and could not find a place to get a job. The state gave him a little extent on the unemployment checks, and on the day the last unemployment check arrived, he was hired at a bank that was so close to our house he cold ride his bike to work. I sense that Gods' hand was in this.
When I was at Camp Nazareth at some point in the early 90s my friend Mellisa at a St. Nectarious Service was healed. She was on crutches for several months prior to the fact, when she tripped over a hurdel or something on the track at her school. She said she got a warm feeling in her leg when she was anointed with the oil from the lamp above the relics of St. Necktarious.
I don't know if this was one or not, but last year we had a swarm of bees at Camp Nazareth and they were right above cabins 4 & 5, in a tree. To get rid of them the priests blessed the tree, and the bees flew away! It was a vicious swarm of bees! I think it was a maricle, because I really doubt the smoke from the censor could go that high up in the tree and scare the bees off, I mean it was really high up in the air, they have big trees in Western PA, (Mercer, PA)
And here are a few I was not present for but heard about:
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There have always been things like this at Camp Nazareth, I wasn't there for all of them but I have heard stories as well, like when the icons wept there. One of the kids that year said that he wanted to see that God existed, and one of the larger Icons of the Mother of God (a picture of the one in Chicago that wept) started to weep. And if that wasn't enough, the small icons of the same Icon that wept in Chicago that were handed out the children in cabin 3 wept.
Also I heard that at St. Tekon's Semonary, when my priest (Father John Onafray) was there as a Semination, he said that there were 5 semonarions, and each of them had their cars blessed. All 5 of them were in car accedents but none of them were hurt.
And then there's the story of my great grandparents....
(2 Mircles)
My great grandfather John Popp came over on the boat from the Capathian mountains without even telling his family, because he was in the Austro Hungarian army and WWI was on its way; The general was fond of him and told him to leave the country because there was going to be a war. He didn't tell his family (which included his wife and child) so that they would not be questioned about his disapearence, by the army.
So he left the country and came to America and started working in the mines. When he got enough money to send for his wife Mary and their child Anna, Mary and Anna had a rough journey over, and many people became sick on the boat. Anna became sick and could keep down any food, she was 1 year old at the time. So Anna made a promise to God that she would not eat meat on Monday (as well as Weds and Friday) for the rest of her life. She kept this promise and Anna lived.
Later on they opened at store near Johnstown in PA. They also raised a couple of daughters and 5 sons one of which was my Grandfather. About this time World War II and the draft had started. My grandfather (John Jr.) escaped the draft because of a hernia he had gotten working at the store. His four bothers however had to go off to war. John (my great grandfather) having been in the army told all his sons to be cooks in the war; because they would always have food to eat. Mary prayed that all of her sons would return safely from the war, and she continued in her fasting on Monday Wedsday and Friday. All of her sons that went to war except for one became cooks. All of her sons that were not cooks returned safely from the war. The one that did not become a cook was Stevie and he was supposed to ship out on a battleship. The day he was supposed to ship out, his mother mary died, and because of this the navy did not allow him to get on the battleship and go to battle. Her prayer had been answered. All of her sons had come home safely.
