I was in the sacristy of the Shrine of Nuestra Señora del Aguila, in Alcala de Guadaira, Seville, attending the people that arrived. Suddenly a young man named Abrahán came in. You could tell from the look on his face that he was suffering intensely. In fact, when he began to speak, his eyes filled up with tears. “Sister, you know something? A few years ago I didn’t believe in God and didn’t care about religious things at all. However, my father was diagnosed with cancer and the doctors gave him very few chances of survival. The day they were going to operate on him –the operation was at noon—I came here to the Shrine early in the morning. My neighbors had told me that the Shrine wasn’t open, and I wouldn’t be able to get in. I came anyways and knocked on the door. This sister opened the door for me.” As he said these words, he showed me a card of Sr. Clare that he had with him.
He stopped a few moments to dry his tears, and continued speaking: “I know that this sister passed away, but I would like to tell you how important it was for me that Sr. Clare opened the door and took me to the statue of Our Lady. Another sister accompanied her, but she was the one who led to the statue of Our Lady and spoke to me. She said that sometimes we have to tug on Our Lady’s mantle so that She listens to us. She told me to ask Her for my father’s health. My father was cured. That is something that I will never forget. Now I have come to pray for my son, who is sick. This week they are going to do several tests. I regained my faith when this sister opened the door for me and took me to Our Lady. Today I have come to pray to Our Lady and Sr. Clare for my son.”
I promised that I would pray for his son, and tried to console his father’s heart and to help him grow in faith. When he left, he thanked the Lord because Sr. Clare was there that day, doing what she had to do, where the Lord wanted her to be. In the face of an inopportune visit, with her charity, she not only open the actual door of the Shrine to this man, but she also opened the door of the faith to him.
Weeks later, Abrahán came back to the Shrine's sacristy. This time he had brought his son and his face shone with happiness. The boy was healthy. "I'm here to thank Our Lady and Sr. Clare, who is like my guardian angel. She is the one who taught me that you have to tug on Our Lady's mantle so that She listens to you."