Pat Murnahan was coming back from a business trip to
New York during the month of November, 1996. He felt his presentations had
gone very well and he felt relaxed as he sank back into his seat ready for the
flight to London and then on to Dublin. He had chosen a window seat so
that he could sleep and not be disturbed by people coming and going. As
more passengers entered the plane and it began to fill up, he could hear the hum
of continuous conversation up and down the aisles, mixed with the sound of bags
being stowed in the overhead lockers.
After ten minutes Pat was beginning to snooze
and the rhythmic sound finally lulled him to sleep. But just minutes after
he fell asleep he found himself sitting up fully awake. He heard nothing
and wondered what had woken him, then he realized there was complete silence in
the plane.
He sat fully upright wondering what had caused the
silence, he felt a slight tinge of terror, the first thing coming to mind was
that terrorists were taking over the plane.
Pat turned hi s head to see what was happening and his
mouth dropped open when he recognized the slight bent figure and smiling face
that had caused the complete silence as she moved quietly up the aisle; it was
Mother Teresa of Calcutta, with another slight bent figure in similar dress
following behind her.
Both nuns were dressed in simple white habits edged in
blue. The familiar face, the wrinkled skin and the warm smiling eyes were
instantly recognizable by everyone, from the youngest back packers to the eldest
on board. The plane was full of American tourists who had never been so
close to this world renowned figure before in their lives. An image they
had seen on hundreds of television newscasts and on the covers of Time Magazine,
on more than one occasion.
The two nuns stopped and Pat realized with a start,
that the designated seats of this most extraordinary person and her companion
were the seats beside him and he felt strangely unworthy as Mother Teresa
herself was the one beside him. As the last few passengers settled in and
the flight prepared to take off, Mother Teresa and her companions took out their
Rosary beads. He noticed as they unfolded the beads that each decade
was a different color.
They both closed their eyes as they immersed
themselves in prayer and Pat stole a closer look at the unusual Rosary
beads. He noticed that the decades at the beginning were totally black but
as the beads went on they got lighter until, at the end of the rosary, they were
completely white.
After about three Rosaries Mother Teresa and her
companion put away the beads and she took out a little red prayer book.
But before she opened the book she turned to Pat and asked him where was
going. When he told her Ireland and then having replied to her next
question to confirm the ‘yes, he was Irish,’ he raised himself up in his seat
more, no longer eager to sleep as he suddenly felt elated and privileged to be
taking part in a conversation with probably not only the most famous person on
the planet but also probably the holiest. He was not ready for her next
comment which showed that her knowledge of the Irish was from another
era.
She said, “Well, you being Irish you must of course be
Catholic and very prayerful.”
Pat felt embarrassed and didn’t respond. Then he
felt even more embarrassed, if that was possible, as she put away her little red
book and took out her Rosary again, saying “As you are Irish we will say another
rosary for you and the wonderful country you come from.” Pat knew if he
could see himself then in a mirror his face would have turned a very crimson
red.
She told him, “Is there anyone in particular you wish
to keep in prayer?” Pat thought for a minute and he suddenly thought of
his elderly grandmother who was bedridden and just clinging to life. He
knew she would really be taken with the thought of Mother Teresa praying
specially for her, so he mentioned his grandmother’s name to Mother
Teresa.
As she took out the Rosary he ventured to ask about
the differing colors of the beads. She explained they were called Holy
Souls Beads and the changing colors signify coming from darkness into
light. We know as we pray a Rosary for the holy souls, Jesus brings many
of them out of darkness into the light. Mother Teresa asked Pat to take
out his Rosary and they would begin.
Pat fumbled around in his pockets feeling extremely
embarrassed as this saint in waiting expected hi to take out a Rosary, which she
undoubtedly thought every Irish person carried around with them. After a
short interval Mother Teresa handed him her Rosary, which he was relieved about
as he did not want to tell even half lie to this saint, as he was about to,
saying, “I don’t seem to have one on me,” somehow implying that he normally
did.
She produced another one for herself and he was also
glad that they said all the prayers very quietly, so his mumbling was accepted
as discreet prayer in unison with them. He did, however, notice their
petitions in between decades were for the souls in purgatory and did not include
the name of his grandmother.
Afterwards, he asked the Reverend Mother why his
grandmother’s name wasn’t mentioned in the petitions. Her answer surprised
him.
“When you pray for the souls in purgatory God will be
so pleased with your unselfish prayers for those you don’t even know, that he
will grant you your dearest wish, without even asking and sometimes maybe
without you even knowing what your dearest wish is.”
Though Pat considered himself not very religious,
knowing when he did go to church he went mostly just out of habit with his
family and hardly ever prayed outside a church, he found these prayers extremely
uplifting and he was in explicably happy afterwards, as he returned the Rosary
to Mother Teresa.
As she smiled again at him Pat understood for the
first time in his life what people meant when they spoke of a person possessing
an ‘aura’ and, as his eyes connected with hers, a sense of peace overwhelmed
him; he felt like when he was a little boy sitting by the river, with a warm
summer breeze blowing through his hair, completely at peace with the
world.
As they landed at Heathrow and alighted from the plane
Mother Teresa was just ahead of him. She turned back to him and asked, “Do
you say the Rosary often?” “No, not really,” he admitted. She took his
hand, looked straight at him with her extraordinary gentle loving eyes and said,
“Well, you will now,” and she pressed her Rosary into his
hands.
Two hours later Pat entered the waiting area at Dublin
airport where he was met by his wife, Alice. “What in the world?” she
asked, when she noticed a Rosary inhis hand. They kissed and Pat explained
the Rosary and described his encounter with Mother Teresa in the plane as being
like a visit to heaven. Driving home he said, “I really feel as if I have
met a living Saint.”
The next day he heard his grandmother was up out of
bed and seemed to have found a whole new lease of life.
Six months later Pat and Alice visited a close friend
of theirs who they had just heard had cancer, with a short time left to
live. The friend told them that many prayers had been offered for
her. Then, after reaching into his pocket and taking out the special
beads, Pat gently entwined Mother Teresa’s Rosary around the friend’s
fingers. He told her the story and said, “Pray for the Holy Souls, it may
help you.” Although the friend wasn’t Catholic, her hand closed willingly
around the black and white beads.
Between one thing and another, Pat did not meet the
friend again for a month. This time her face was simply glowing, she
hurried toward him and handed him the Rosary.
“I have carried it with me ever since and prayed for
the Holy Souls whenever I got the change,” she said, and you won’t be surprised
to hear that just this week I had another check up, the doctors could find
nothing, the tumor was gone. Pat, I am completely
healed!”
Pat Murnahan vowed that day to get some more of these
special Rosary beads, he knew they were not special in themselves but special in
what they inspired people to do. To help Jesus bring souls into the
Kingdom would be reciprocated by that person receiving great graces from
God.
With this particular friend of Pat’s not only did it
bring physical healing to her but spiritual healing as well, for two years later
she joined the Catholic Church.
Pat now promotes this Rosary telling people it can
save lives and souls.
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