In 2010, we took a trip north to Carey Ohio to visit Our Lady of Consolation, an impressive Catholic basilica and shrine. It is a place that, for some, holds the power to heal. The first miracle attributed to the shrine dates back to May 24th, 1875, when a statue of Our Lady of Consolation was to be moved by precession from the Frenchtown parish to the church in Carey. The day before a violent storm with heavy winds and lightning raged all day. On the day of the procession, heavy rain still fell even during mass. The priest considered calling the whole thing off the but the people assembled to begin the precession while the rain still poured.
"But behold, as soon as the statue was brought out of the church the sun pierced the clouds and was shining on the whole line of the procession all the way to the church-" Then after the seven mile walk; "Scarcely had we entered the church with the statue, when all of a sudden the rain poured down like a cloudburst and hardly anyone found time to enter the church to seek shelter elsewhere to escape the rain." - Father Gordon, 1875
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| The statue in modern times. |
There are stories of people coming to this place, praying and then later, experiencing a miraculous healing. Inside the church is large collection of crutches and canes that are from those who's prayers were answered. From the website Women on the Road comes the following two miracles;
When I was a child my grandmother would take me to the shrine on a bus trip from Ravenna, Ohio. This was mainly because I had a condition known as leg perthes. I wore a full brace on my right leg and a large 6" cork base shoe on my left foot. At 7 years old I was told that this condition would last for my entire life. After 3 years of Assumption visits I was cured. My brace is in the basement of the old church along with various other peoples crutches, bandages, etc.
I am now 53 years old and eternally grateful to the Blessed Mary for helping me.
GraceWe visited on a weekday, so we could take in the art and architecture with out bothering worshipers. We walked into the dimly lit church and felt a little out of place. There were people there, they were obviously very sad, praying probably for an ill loved one. There were leaving their prayers in the baskets left there. They did not seem to notice us. It wasn't until later that we saw orbs in our photos. They could be particles of dust lit by the flash, or as some claim, spirits. I'm not sure what to think, but when blown-up, they are a bit spooky.
We visited for daughter who after 7 years was blessed with a daughter, Grace and now 2 healthy boys to complete her family. Please now pray for Andrea who needs healing...
In the lower part of the church, I was startled by the sight of Saint Padre Pio, the priest who throughout his life experienced the stigmata, or 'the wounds of Christ'. I was able to get in one photo before my batteries died. I wondered if maybe the saint wanted me to pray instead of taking photos?
We then made our way to Shrine Park.
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| Shrine Park Alter |
- Mark
