A schizophrenic, homeless drug addict calls out to
Mary, beginning an ascent from the streets to the life
of a happy, healthy family man.
Sometimes stories of hope are what one needs to keep going, to keep, believing, to keep striving in the face of incredible odds, pain, suffering, and opposition. Goran’s story is one such true tale. It reminds us that no person, no situation is beyond hope, for when we call out to Mary to intercede for us, anything is possible. Here’s how Goran’s story begins . . .
I woke up again. Who knows how long I’d been unconscious. This time I’d downed a bunch of pills, a bottle of vodka, and a shot of heroin; but trying to kill myself never seemed to work.
Shivering, I crawled across the floor of the derelict, windowless building I’d wandered into and pulled a sheet of plastic over my dying body. I just wanted to rest. Unable to sleep for months, I only traveled in and out of nightmares.
It was the middle of winter. I was thirty years old. I had no one and nothing, not even food. As I lay on the floor, staring at the wall, I felt utterly alone—despised. Perhaps this was just another nightmare . . . but the bitter cold that cut into my bones told me otherwise. I felt dead, but I was still alive.
For the first time since I was a child, I began to cry. I tried to pray but I couldn’t remember how. I never really learned, and I hadn’t ever really tried. What were the words? Through my tears, and from the depths of my soul, I began to call out to the Mother of God . . .
This story in its entirety is told in the book Full of Grace: Miraculous Stories of Healing and Conversion through Mary’s Intercession.
I met Goran and listened to his story in Medgugorje and it blew me and the others in my group away. How he is still alive can only be described as a miracle. To hear about where he has come from to where he is now is truly remarkable and inspirational. His little shop where he makes souvenirs is a little gold mine as well. Well done, Goran, a living miracle.
ciao goran sono rosa l’amica di francesco che ero l’altro ieri a Medjugorje colevo parlarti di me e gradirei qualche preghiera da voi, ti prego rispondimi e fammmi avere il tuo numero di telefono. baci rosa
ciao Goran sono Rosa l’amica di francesco che ero l’altro ieri a Medjugorje volevo parlarti di me, gradirei il tuo numero di telefono ti prego fammelo avere, gradirei che voi pregaste per me. baci rosa