Not long after Pedro died I was going to my in-laws to cook them a meal. I had lost all my confidence and was terrified. I prayed to various people and the visit went brilliantly.

On my way home I gave thanks for all the help I’d received when Pedro popped into my head smiling at me. Confused, I thanked him but said I hadn’t asked for his help.

Later that evening I told my sister how well the visit had gone and she said:

“I’m so pleased. I prayed like mad to Pedro to make sure it went well.”
Thank you, Pedro. You are a true miracle worker.

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Liverpool