This Sure Looks Like a Miracle to Me

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This Sure Looks Like a Miracle to Me

That is a pic­ture of a Rose Petal that was taken by my son’s Iphone last night at a prayer ser­vice in Med­ford. Said Petal and one other were pressed against his chest by Brother Carmelo a mys­tic from the Philip­pi­ans who is in Mass­a­chu­setts who flew in tues­day and flies out tomorrow.

Here are two videos I shot of the var­i­ous Petals, my wife, old­est son, and I have two each. 3 of them have the Eucharist on them, one the head of Jesus, one of the Blessed Mother and the chil­dren of Fatima and one of St. Fran­cis at the foot of the cross.

This one was about 90 min­utes later taken in Leomin­ster at Happy Jack’s restaurant.

Here are two of the pic­tures I took (the full batch is at the bottom

that’s the same of as above here is my son’s other one.

There were a bunch of peo­ple in this room after the bless­ing Brother Camelo took the white ped­als out of the bowl where they had been mixed with water (water that had come from sealed water bot­tles that were opened in our pres­ence and drank from by peo­ple who attended) and pressed them against our chests. The images were viable to the light very shortly after­wards but the let­ters on the host didn’t become dis­tinct until later. I still have glit­ter on my chest…

and my head.

My wife took these pic­tures just now for this post. There is also glit­ter on my wife’s chest but you’ll have to take my word for it as you aren’t get­ting any pho­tos of that.

Watch­ing the assorted peo­ple aged from late teens to 80’s was like watch­ing a bunch of kids open­ing up packs of base­ball cards to see who they had got­ten. The images widely var­ied from per­son to per­son and the sheer amaze­ment of the room was palat­able, although given that it was full of faith­ful Catholics said amaze­ment might be a tad strange.

I should point out that while our host bought a bunch of roses for the event my wife specif­i­cally pur­chased six roses at the Mar­ket Bas­ket on John Fitch High­way in Fitch­burg and brought them. They were sent to the front and I dis­tinctly saw the petals from those roses taken by the priest (not Brother Carmelo) and plucked for the use in this ser­vice. We had got­ten there a tad late and nobody had a shot to fid­dle with or adjust said roses. Fur­ther­more there was a room full of peo­ple (I’d esti­mate 3040) peo­ple in a room not big­ger than 20 x 10 with all eyes on what was going on.

Here are the thumb­nails of the pic­tures we took. My son’s petals are now at his house in his bible and our four are at our house in mine. Brother Camelo said to leave them there for three months and then we can lam­i­nate them.

Oh and one other thing. A Bowl was passed full of water that had been clouded by the ped­als for us to dip our rosaries in. All three of ours still smell strongly of roses.

Here are the pic­tures I took along with the four my son took off of his Iphone

As I said, all of this hap­pened right in front of us and I’d say the impli­ca­tions of this is sig­nif­i­cant for what a per­son believes and how they choose to live. You are of course free to assume that I’m a liar or a fool and come up with a com­pli­cated expla­na­tion as to how this happened.


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That is a picture of a Rose Petal that was taken by my son’s Iphone last night at a prayer service in Medford. Said Petal and one other were pressed against his chest by Brother Carmelo a mystic from the Philippians who is in Massachusetts who flew in tuesday and flies out tomorrow.

Here are two videos I shot of the various Petals, my wife, oldest son, and I have two each. 3 of them have the Eucharist on them, one the head of Jesus, one of the Blessed Mother and the children of Fatima and one of St. Francis at the foot of the cross.

This one was about 90 minutes later taken in Leominster at Happy Jack’s restaurant.

Here are two of the pictures I took (the full batch is at the bottom

that’s the same of as above here is my son’s other one.

There were a bunch of people in this room after the blessing Brother Camelo took the white pedals out of the bowl where they had been mixed with water (water that had come from sealed water bottles that were opened in our presence and drank from by people who attended) and pressed them against our chests. The images were viable to the light very shortly afterwards but the letters on the host didn’t become distinct until later. I still have glitter on my chest…

and my head.

My wife took these pictures just now for this post. There is also glitter on my wife’s chest but you’ll have to take my word for it as you aren’t getting any photos of that.

Watching the assorted people aged from late teens to 80’s was like watching a bunch of kids opening up packs of baseball cards to see who they had gotten. The images widely varied from person to person and the sheer amazement of the room was palatable, although given that it was full of faithful Catholics said amazement might be a tad strange.

I should point out that while our host bought a bunch of roses for the event my wife specifically purchased six roses at the Market Basket on John Fitch Highway in Fitchburg and brought them. They were sent to the front and I distinctly saw the petals from those roses taken by the priest (not Brother Carmelo) and plucked for the use in this service. We had gotten there a tad late and nobody had a shot to fiddle with or adjust said roses. Furthermore there was a room full of people (I’d estimate 30-40) people in a room not bigger than 20 x 10 with all eyes on what was going on.

Here are the thumbnails of the pictures we took. My son’s petals are now at his house in his bible and our four are at our house in mine. Brother Camelo said to leave them there for three months and then we can laminate them.

Oh and one other thing. A Bowl was passed full of water that had been clouded by the pedals for us to dip our rosaries in. All three of ours still smell strongly of roses.

Here are the pictures I took along with the four my son took off of his Iphone

As I said, all of this happened right in front of us and I’d say the implications of this is significant for what a person believes and how they choose to live. You are of course free to assume that I’m a liar or a fool and come up with a complicated explanation as to how this happened.


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