Experiencing Medjugorje & Heaven’s Sense of Humor: Judy Pellatt’s Story

Judy Pellatt is a Titulaire of the Hospitalite Notre Dame de Lourdes and worked voluntarily in the baths at Lourdes for 25 years before ill health prevented her carrying on and she finally stopped in  2005.  The following year, quite out of the blue, a thought came into Judy’s mind. She wondered: whatever happened to Medjugorje? Judy had heard about Medjugorje very early on but had put it to the back of her mind as her association and work with Lourdes deepened. She decided to do an internet search and discovered to her amazement that the events in Medjugorje were still happening. She had to go—simple as that, and by the following May, she was in Medjugorje.

Judy had an introduction to Medjugorje that few people have, experiencing in the process God’s amazing sense of humor, as Heaven smiled down on her. In her own words, here’s Judy’s testimony:

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Judy Pellatt with visionary Mirjana Soldo, in front of Mirjana’s house

“My first visit to Medjugorje was in late April 2007. I arrived knowing very little but aware that Mirjana had her monthly apparition on the 2nd of every month. On our first full day, our guide took us up Apparition Hill but strongly suggested that as a storm was approaching, we didn’t stay but make our way back down as quickly as possible. It was very much a case of “Hello Our Lady, goodbye Our Lady, I‘ll be back.” I was one of the first to descend and decided that I could probably make it back before the rain set in. However, I couldn’t remember the way we had come and promptly set off in the wrong direction.

I had only gone about a hundred meters or so when the rain began to fall quite heavily. I remembered having passed a house with a little archway at the bottom of the drive and so decided to walk back the 50 meters or so to shelter there. I didn’t think the owners would mind as I wouldn’t actually be on their property and anyway, it would only be for a few minutes until the rain passed over.

So I took up position under the arch and scanned the skies to try and guess which way the clouds were coming but couldn’t. The rain just got heavier and heavier and the sky darker and darker and more menacing. After about fifteen minutes I began to get a bit scared. How was I going to get back?  I looked at my watch, it was 5.40pm. So I said to Our Lady, “You are going to have to help me, I have no idea how I’m going to get back. Please send me a taxi or something.”

Within a minute, a man came out of the house, got into a big 4×4 car and reversed down the driveway. I stood aside to let him pass. He wound down the window and asked me if I was going to the church and would I like a lift. I accepted gratefully and got in. He was listening to Radio Mir and the rosary was nearing completion so I didn’t say much at first. After a few minutes he asked if I knew whose car it was. I thought what a bizarre question. How could I possibly know whose car it was, so I said “No.“

He then said, “I am the husband of Mirjana and you are sitting where she normally sits.” I looked at him in utter astonishment and uttered a rather high pitched “ohh!” As I regained my composure, the conversation continued and he told me how they had been in England the previous year. As we neared the church the rain was lashing down out of the heavens and the thunder and lightening was something else. He knew lots of people en-route and waved at them all. Afterwards, I thought they probably thought I was Mirjana. I do have blond hair but short not long!

He dropped me off and I thanked him profusely and said what a pleasure it was to meet him and promised to pray for Mirjana. As I walked away a thunderbolt hit the spot where he had stopped. I had no idea of the significance of 5:40pm nor did I know it was Mirjana’s house. I asked Our Lady to “send me a taxi or something” and she sent me Mirjana’s husband. If that wasn’t an answer to prayer, I don’t know what is!!!!

As a postscript to this story. The following year I stayed with Mirjana in her house as part of an American pilgrimage group. She kindly posed for a photo and it was only much later I realized that the backdrop was the little arch I had sheltered under the year before. Heaven has a sense of humor!”

Editor’s Note: in 2014, Judy will be celebrating 30 years as a Carmelite Tertiary. She has been given permission and is working on setting up a Medjugorje prayer group in her parish in England. I thank Judy for sharing her story!

2 thoughts on “Experiencing Medjugorje & Heaven’s Sense of Humor: Judy Pellatt’s Story

    • So good to hear you liked it, my friend! Such a dear encounter in Medjugorje. God is so good, sometimes it’s seen in His sense of humor :)

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