Miracles happening in Medjugorje have become so common that it's almost difficult to remain in awe of them. But, not every pilgrim that journeys to Medjugorje receives a personal miracle. Many receive blessings and graces that help them towards spiritual renewal or emotional healing. These are the silent miracles. Miracles that are so personal, only those receiving them can truly label them as such.

While many miracles happen while praying or passing stations of the Cross climbing Mount Krizevac, they can occur anywhere. Medjugorje is as much a frame of mind as an actual place. You can experience the miracles and blessings and graces simply by following the words of the Gospa.. fast, pray with the heart (mainly the Holy Rosary), celebrate the Holy Eucharist, receive monthly Confession (Sacrament of Reconciliation), read the Scriptures (the Holy Bible) and open your heart to God for a complete conversion. 

Below are personal experiences by pilgrims.. some of whom have had the opportunity to physically journey to Medjugorje and some of whom only visited there with their heart.

Ellen B, Seattle, WA USA

My husband first read the book, "Medjugorje the Message" by Wayne Weible and told me that I should also read the book. It took him one day and me 2-3 months to read. I was a Deacon in the Presbyterian church at the time. I was anti-Catholic and angry with what I thought the Catholic Church was. My husband had been raised Catholic and thanks be to God has a very faithful and prayerful mother who had given us the book for Christmas.

As I read the book, I wrestled with many points of theology. I met with my Presbyterian minister to discuss the probability of the Apparitions and to confirm why we as Presbyterians differed in our beliefs from the Catholic church. I was wrestling because I knew in my heart that she was appearing in Medjugorje. My husband decided to go to Bosnia to see for himself, I couldn't let him go alone and come back too Catholic.

We went for the 10th anniversary and were there for 12 days. I felt as if I was walking in the footsteps of our Lord. The Mass was so alive with the Spirit I couldn't believe that these were Catholics. There was a "tent revival meeting" behind the church, but it was real. People were being healed physically and spiritually. My favorite Aunt used to always tell me to remember in my heart that all things are possible with God. I knew that this was possible, God created us and all that we see and know. He can do anything.

We decided to give Medjugorje a real try, we had spent a lot of money to get there. I had never said a rosary in my life but we went to Mass twice a day and said the rosary before the apparitions. On the third day we went to see Fr. Jozo. We were packed into a church like sardines and it was over 100 degrees inside. I am claustrophobic, and I can't stand being hot. There was no place I would have rather been at that moment. Fr. Jozo told the story of the beginning of the apparitions, and concelebrated Mass with dozens of English speaking priests. He blessed them and sent them to bless each of us. My husband went off to get blessed by Fr. Jozo. I knew that if this was of the Holy Spirit, I didn't need to find Fr. Jozo, any priest would do.

As the priest blessed me I lost consciousness. I have never fainted. When I woke, I understood what St. Paul talks about as the peace that surpasses all understanding. There are no words to describe such peace and humility. I felt as if I had been knocked off my horse like St. Paul on the road to Damascus and the words of our Lord, "Why do you persecute me?". I knew that I was wrong about the Catholic Church and that the Catholic Church is His church. I had no idea how I would approach my friends and my family. I knew that I needed to follow Him.

Now, I talk about my experiences only when asked, and then I speak from my heart. The next Easter I was brought into full communion with the Holy Catholic Church. I have come home. For those who believe no proof is necessary, for those who do not believe no proof will be good enough.

Dorine, New York, USA

I would like to tell you Medjugorje is where my heart is.  It started in April of 1990, I was looking for a cure for my arthritis, I had lyme disease and was pretty crippled up from it. I went to Medjugorje and received a spiritual cure. My rosary turned gold (over there) I saw the sun spinning and smelled roses. I would say I was becoming a lukewarm catholic before Medjugorje, so I really needed a spiritual awakening. I went on 5 more trips there and every one different and so special! In 1993 I went with a group, and one of the pilgrims with us was a professional clown... she asked 3 or 4 of us to help her, at the time there was about 200 refugees in the green tents behind St. James church. The clown made up our faces as clowns, too. The children that had such sad faces were smiling, that was so rewarding to all of us. I also went to a fasting retreat with Fr. Slavko, I think it was 6 days with just bread and tea, I think there were 41 of us and we all were able to finish the fast, I'm sure with the help of Gospa. There were many more blessings from all the trips, as Wayne Weible says kisses from heaven. I feel my mission today is to give people medals from Medjugorje and also Mary's special blessing which you can give to someone without them knowing it. I can't say enough about oasis of peace, I feel so blessed, I still have a lot of physical problems but I can cope. Thank you Gospa!

From Gerry & Caroline

A Baby Sent From Heaven.

April 1997 this is a True account of our lives before during and after our Pilgrimage to Medjugorje. Caroline's Testimony :

I am 42 years of age, when I was young, like any other girl I had dreams of what I was going to be when I grew up, most of all my dreams was to become a mother. As the years came and went, (by this time I was 28) I met, Gerry who was later to become my husband. Gerry had been married before, but in my mind it did not matter, I was in love. Gerry and I started planning for our big day, I was going to have the best wedding ever, I had waited all my life for this day, only problem was, I was not going to be married in the church, and that hurt me very much. The big day arrived. I was like any bride, full of excitement, and on a high. The came and went, everyone enjoyed themselves, and so did we.

Being married, the new Mrs. was fine, soon we were to plan for our very own family, and this was to be the start of a very sad part of our lives. After trying for a family, for what seemed like forever I was sent for tests only to be told that I was fine. I was later to fall pregnant three times, each time I lost the baby. The third time I was twenty-four weeks, I had never carried a baby as long as this, (the other two pregnancies I lost in the first few weeks) I just was so numb, words would not express how I felt. I hated my husband, I hated my life, how could God do something like this to me. What had I done to deserve this pain? Nothing or nobody could ever take away the emptiness and loneliness I felt inside. Some time after I was to go on IVF treatment (by this time we were not attending Mass as much) first of all went private for the IVF, we had to take a loan out for the treatment, as the waiting list for the NHS was three years. The private treatment was a failure. All that money wasted, the hurt and the pain was just about to start again. The months seemed to go by so slowly waiting for the NHS treatment of the IVF. When the time came I thought to myself please let it happen this time. (All I seemed to hurt about was someone else pregnant, this would make me feel so bitter inside) I started treatment, and ended the treatments three times, all three failed, more loneliness hurt and emptiness. Well I still had one more treatment left but I had to have a break from it as this was emotionally draining me. It was about this time that I was introduced to adoption.

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From Thomas W

On the way home from St. James where we went to Mass and recited the Rosary, all three of us saw the same thing. The Cross on Cross Mountain was bright RED and we could see this from three miles away and some 1200 feet up. Jerry and Eleanor M and myself saw this. You can see the Cross during the day, but never at night. This was too bright for candles. This for me was truly a sign from Heaven that this is a special place that gathers all people back to the God head of Jesus Christ. Jim C saw the same thing only two hours later.

God Bless Pax Christi Thomas W

From Colleen

I always get excited when I meet someone who knows of Medjugorje and believes in it. Last September I believe I got a calling to go which is hard to explain, I just knew I was suppose to go. So I asked my husband if I could go and he said yes. I looked for a tour group on the Internet and then picked one. It turned out that people have had bad tours before, but the one picked was top of the line. Then when I called about dates I found out that an author who writes a lot about Medjugorje was going on this tour in November, so I booked myself. I have left the country before, but never by myself. I knew my parents wanted to go there, but they said to wait till next year and they would take me. I just knew I couldn't wait and left on November 5th by myself to meet the group in Germany and then take a plane to Split. I know now why I was to go by myself, it was to meet certain people and to do things my parents would probably not let their child do because of safety reasons.

Anyway, I was asked to climb Apparition hill in the middle of the night in the pouring rain with a group of about 14 people. The rocks were very slippery and it was probably a dangerous thing to do. It was also one of the neatest things I have ever done. A very prayerful and nice experience. I was then asked by some in the group to climb Cross Mountain at 4:00am so we could be on the top for the sunrise. I agreed and 14 of us headed off on our last full day there. We did the Stations of the Cross on the way up and it took us about 2 hours to get to the top. It is nothing but rocks all the way up and you have to watch every step you take. On the way up a man asked if he could join us and then this made 15 of us.

Once at the top the sun was not up yet and it was very windy and cold. I tried to scrunch down behind the huge cross to stay warm. I kept trying to rush the sunrise, but something kept telling me to be patient. Three of the people from our group became too cold and went back down before the sunrise leaving 12 of us on the mountain top. Once the sun started to rise we all saw the miracle of the sun, which is common in Medjugorje. If you do not know what the miracle of the sun is, it spins and puts off beautiful colors. You are able to look straight at it and the sun will not harm your eyes. Sometimes, there is the Eucharist in front of it and then you can see the sun spinning behind it. I was hoping to see it while I was there, but never expected to see what I saw next.

While we were watching the miracle of the sun with the Host in front of it, the Host began to bleed from the bottom. Then the whole sun and the Host turned into a beautiful pink heart and then it began to beat like a human heart. I will never forget this as long as I live. Once we were down a level in front of the cross, the rocks turned pink and it flowed from the bottom of the cross on down the mountain. I have since bonded with that group. One of them with us was a priest and he helped give us direction in all that we saw.

That experience in Medjugorje has changed my life and many family members and friends. I now never want to do anything to offend God and I have this urge to pray often and attend mass during the week as well as on Sundays to receive the Holy Eucharist. I am a more peaceful person and am happier. I think about God when I first wake up and throughout the day and when I go to bed. I can't imagine my life without Him.

I am not afraid of death anymore either. You see in 1986 on Mother's Day I also had a liver transplant, I was 21. Many thought my life was over and I was very afraid. The funny thing is I kept praying for my liver to regenerate, until I saw my mom crying and knew I wasn't going to get better, so that night was the first night I prayed for a liver transplant and then the next morning, Mother's Day I received my transplant. I have since understood that sometimes what we are praying for is not always God's way. He was waiting until I was ready for the transplant.

Well, that was 14 years ago and I have since finished college, got married, and have a beautiful 10 year old son. That is a story in itself, but I think I have written enough.

From Joann F of Phoenix, AZ

My son and I wrote letters for Baby Jesus for his 2000 birthday and sent them to the visionaries last month so they would be with the other cards when Mary appears on the 25th with the Infant.  My son's father passed away very suddenly June 5th, 1999.  In part of his letter, he asked Baby Jesus for a sign that his dad was in heaven. Today, I opened the mail that was delivered & we found a letter addressed to his dad, ---by his dad. It was for a management training class:
It reads:
"Self,
I hope that I a little more experienced in dealing with other types. I hope to develop into a confident, experienced leader. Remind me that I'm still alive."

From Marie C of the Catskill Mountains, New York, USA

I was diagnosed with clogged carotid arteries and was to have had angioplasty on both arteries in my neck. I had two ultra sounds six weeks apart and they both showed that the right side was blocked 90% and the left side over 60%. I had all my other testing done and was ready for my angiogram on December 3, 1998. Hold that thought!

From September 26th to October 8th, my son-in-law went to Medjugorje which is in Bosnia. It is where the Blessed Mother started to appear to the visionaries in 1981 and still does to this day and where miracles are occurring. He went with a family friend who happens to be a healing priest. And it was in Medjugorje that all the petitions for everyone, including myself were presented to the Blessed Mother during Mirjana's October 2, 1998 apparition. Mirjana sees the Blessed Mother on the second of each month. During the apparition, the Blessed Mother told her that she received the petitions and all were blessed.

When they came home, we went to visit them and Father Rick gave me a healing blessing. I didn't feel any different after my blessing.