Dear All,
I have told you in a previous post how our cousin, Didier Lenferna, pushes the spiritual aspect of my book ‘First American Title To Injustice’. I have also already told you about the numerous ‘Clin Dieu’ associated with his mother.
But, are you all ready for this one?
If I were the guys at First American or at Hagens Berman, I would be worried. For there are forces screaming for justice definitely at work here. I believe that those forces are a lot more powerful than Dufficy and/or Hagens Berman and/or I will ever be.
On January 4, 2007, Didier took us to pray on his mother’s tomb. Part of my prayer was: “Dear Lord, I do not know how? I do not know when? But here is an excellent young man who honors his mother. May Marie Rose and many other loved ones in heaven intercede so that all past wrongs affecting our lives on earth may be righted for the greater benefit of all some day.”
On that day, I took a picture of Didier cleaning his mother’s tomb at 9:03 AM. (See post dated January 5, 2007)
God alone knows why on the way out of the cemetery, I was attracted towards another tomb. I decided to take a picture of that tomb at 9:29 AM for whatever reason.
Looking back, If I were to discount the work of ‘Divine Providence’ I would say that I took that picture because the name of the deceased was also Louis! But there are thousands of tombs and dozens of Louis in that cemetery! So why was I drawn to that particular one?
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On Sunday January 28, 2007, as you know, there was a lengthy article in the Week End paper on my book: ‘First American Title To Injustice’. The author’s name was not mentioned. Since I had not been interviewed, I had no idea who wrote the article?
On Monday January 29 and Tuesday January 30 we spent all day with our lawyer friend who was here from Seattle for four days only!
So finally yesterday, January 31, 2007, I called the Week End paper and asked for the name of the reporter? When I was put through to him, he told me that his name is Henri Marimootoo. I asked him what had prompted him to write such a detailed article about ‘First American Title To Injustice’? He simply said that he had come across the book, purchased it, read it, liked it and decided to comment on it!
That was the simple answer.
I then remembered the picture I took at the cemetery in St. Jean after we left Marie Rose’s tomb site on January 4, 2007! I asked him if he was related to the Marimootoo family buried in that cemetery? He told me that was his dad! In turn, he asked me how I knew about it or came by it? I promptly related the incredible set of circumstances to him!
Indeed, as I am writing this blog, I just looked at the picture of his dad’s tomb to know how to spell their name and I realize that Mr. Marimootoo’s dad and I not only share the same name with my grand father whose birthday was on January 4th., but his father died on the same date as my mother did on November 18, and my father and Mr. Marimootoo’s dad died at the same age, 84!
Coincidence? Miracle? Answer to prayer?
Who led me to that tomb and then to take a picture of it and to remember that name on January 31? Who led Mr. Marimootoo my book and to write the article?
I believe in Divine Providence. I believe in God. I believe in prayer. I believe in the intercessory powers of our loved ones in heaven. I believe in miracles! Big and small!
I am most thankful to God for opening my eyes to all those coincidences that I choose to refer to solely as miracles and answer to prayer.
I thank God for the multiplicity of miracles in our lives. They keep me going believing that I am on the right track and that I must never surrender.
I thank God for prolonging my life. I thank Him for letting me survive from my cancer surgery, from the side effects of my chemo treatment, from my heart troubles although my blood still boils when I think of First American as represented by Dufficy. I ask God for the necessary hope, faith and courage necessary to persevere in the pursuit of justice for the greater good of all.
I thank all those we love in heaven and on earth for interceding for our family, for standing by me urging me to keep at it until justice prevails hopefully in our lifetime.
Surely, all at First American Title cannot be of Dufficy’s ilk! I pray that some day, someone will delve into my file and justice will be finally served.
The wheels of justice grind slowly but, thank God, they do grind eternally!
For Part II of this fascinating story, consult this blog again over the next few days!