Witness Your Miraculous Story
Witness Your Miraculous Story
Every Sunday evening, our home fills with the aroma of my grandmother’s recipes and the warmth of family traditions. As I prepare dinner wearing her medal, passed down through four generations, I’m reminded of the countless meals she cooked while whispering prayers of gratitude. My teenage daughters now join me in the kitchen, learning not …
As a construction worker, I’ve built countless homes, but it wasn’t until my daughter’s birth that I truly understood what makes a house a home. That day, my wife’s grandmother placed her medal in our newborn’s crib, continuing a tradition that spans five generations. Now my daughter is eight, and that same medal has become …