Part 2. Meeting with a Visionary…Lorna Keras
Again before you read, as usual I say test the spirits. I say this not in the sneering way used to dismiss occasions of this ilk that gives rise to what may be blasphemy and pride. I mean, the actions of those who condemn inwardly what happens to others on the basis of their thought, "I am a good catholic and it does not happen for me." Here is an honest effort to give you a head start in your search. But at least try to mean it.
“Almighty and Eternal God, Beloved Father of us all, Consuming Fire of terrible jealous Love, Divine Companion of my heart, my soul and my love, I ask in the name of your Son Jesus Christ to know if this is the truth, it is your work , and your will that I might believe.”
The second visit was astounding and only confirmed much that was on my mind. How could Mrs. Keras have known my interior needs, of my mental thoughts unspoken at the time, this was very unusual to say the least. Let alone she could answer them. I asked her who was it who occupied my mind. Her reply was the name given was I am the Queen of the Most Holy Rosary. What I was being urged to do in order to keep my agreement, which I slowly realized was a form of Covenant and always nerve wracking and at first ,a harsh testing. It did always cause me to groan. In fact the Parish Priest at the time said, “I wish you would go back to what you were, sit in the pew and be silent”. I was able to be sympathetic to others who did undergo the same tests, the same question but the sympathy never ran deeply as more than one said, “This is what I got, (was told) it was/is for you. You do it”. Those were the one’s who severely criticized me and my efforts to keep my promise and said my relationship was with the other sinful side. All the time these were claiming their obedience to Christ and the Church.
What was my reward? I was later asked by Christ, “Just who do you think you are? I lead you follow. I died for you? Read the Scriptures.” Comparing this with admonitions that were on going for me, I began to realize how to obey. It was never more apparent when someone whom I trusted suckled a serpent as I watched momentarily. Who with a sneering successful mien said, “Mary told me to ask you about Judas”.
The second visit went this way, the annual pilgrimage to the Grotto at Mission, organized and founded by our Parish. Started by a group of older women, who made their husbands go up to the Grotto the day before Mary’s feasts and cut down the brambles so they could get close to the ruins and recite the Rosary. This is contrary to the official version, published today, of how the Pilgrimage started. The time for the annual pilgrimage was rapidly approaching, and it was almost upon us. The husbands had taken it upon themselves to organize it and had not yet started to organize it. These men, all Knights of Columbus were preparing themselves and their plans, they saw no hurry, so they thought. They learnt that the Diocese had started to plan it themselves and were already meeting. We went to ask a priest who, though we knew of the meeting from someone who had been present, denied it hotly. We went ahead on our own. This was the reason behind the second meeting with Mrs. Keras. Now we asked what should we do and we knew this by her words was, “Go ahead, Michael, you will speak for us and we will speak through you”. Go back a few sentences and think was I the only told this. It seemed so later. A further question is and was then, “For how long was this instruction to last?” It did not sit well with Lorna’s friends/disciples as I did ask later of one, “What was that you said?” I received the answer, “I never spoke”. Someone else heard it too. This is her words perhaps her thoughts, “Why did you pick him, there are much better catholic men than him. So we had the meeting and due to circumstances at that time the Parish Priest was away and the parish manager, was present.
Another controversy raised it’s head. We realized we were being steered not in the direction we always had followed but more towards forgetting the reason for the Pilgrimage, that is to honor the Mother of God but more towards placing the emphasis on Christ. When this was pointed out bluntly I might add the priest took exception and so I apologized to the priest but as I said not to the man. We then proceeded with our arrangements. The mass we offered was Missa d’ell angelis and in the manner that Pope Paul VIth. had requested some years before but before and during we sang Marian hymns, as we had always done. The day came and we had rain so the mass was offered in the parish church. Lorna Keras, the day before had called and told us, “The Wind of the Holy Spirit would roar down the valley”. He sure did. The native people who carried the offerings to the Altar were magnificent carrying an old Cross before them they were majestic and moving. As we sang the responses, the main ones Kyrie, Gloria, Credo, the Pater Noster in Latin many people wept and it moved the Bishop enough to ask us to finish with the Salve Regina. We did after the mass several of the Oblate priests came and thanked me for the beauty of the occasion. Why they thanked me I do not know. I was happy enough to watch as for the first time in a long time all the congregation was deeply involved in the Liturgy.