My wife and I
visited Conyers the Monday after Thanksgiving (Nov.30.1993). We stopped there because
our niece had related some most unusual things that she had experienced, and is
still experiencing, as a result of her visits to Conyers.
We visited the
apparition room, we visited with one of the volunteers. We walked to Holy Hill and
surveyed the scene: the altar, the crib set, the well, Nancy Fowler's home. I hate
to admit it now, but, frankly, I really wasn't very impressed by anything I saw
at this point.
I asked my wife
if she would like to say the rosary and she immediately agreed. We sat down in two
of the chairs located around the altar and began saying the rosary. I remember getting
through the first two Hail Marys of the first decade, when suddenly I had a feeling
of remarkable peace and the feeling that this was the most beautiful prayer in the
world. Then, I actually felt something happen to my body (I have not been able to
describe this feeling; I have never felt it before). I then felt that I had no control
over my emotions and I sobbed and sobbed uncontrollably. I kept repeating to Rosemary
that I was overwhelmed, completely overwhelmed!
Suddenly I had
a most overwhelming feeling of love, totally unconditional love for everyone - for
God, for Rosemary, and especially for people with whom I was angry at the time.
And finally, it was if God said everything will be all right, trust me.
The whole experience
lasted about 5 minutes. I then said to my wife, "This truly is Holy Ground." In
my 61 years on this earth, I have never experienced anything remotely like this.
I will say this:
the feeling of love was immense, totally unconditional, and completely overwhelming!
I have been deeply
effected by this experience, and I thank Jesus for this special gift.
Jan. 24, 1993