A FAMILY NARRATIVE
AN AMAZING STORY OF GRACE
NEW LIFE, SALVATION, PURGATORY AND HEAVEN
During the eighties, my sister Pat and my Mom were both living in Florida as upon her retirement from Pratt and Whitney Mom had decided to move from Southington, CT to Florida to be near my sister Pat and her children—who had moved there from Waterbury, CT a few years earlier. Everything appeared to be working out well for Mom and Pat there when the unthinkable and unimaginable occurs. Early on one morning I receive a call from Mom and she tells me that Pat's husband Ron had abandoned his family and had run off with an eighteen year old girl.
Shocked, and knowing that this tragic event would likely overwhelm my sister I immediately booked a flight to Tampa, Florida to comfort my precious sister. Upon arrival, I rented a car and made the drive to Mom's house in Seminole, FL. After spending some time with Mom, I drove to Pat's house (very close to Mom's) to visit her.
Upon arrival, I find her enormously disconsolate—grieving and deeply wounded. My sister, a wonderful, joyful mother of five children had suffered a paralyzing betrayal, and I immediately realize that she desperately needs to find an interior source of strength to endure this terrible trial.
During this period, there was a powerful move of the Holy Spirit occurring throughout the world known as the Charismatic Movement and Catholic life had been deeply impacted and renewed by this movement. I also knew that there were many places of prayer where Pat could go for healing prayer.
I do not remember the precise facts, but I believe that Pat was aware of a local Catholic Charismatic prayer meeting that evening which we then attended together. It turned out that this prayer community was a group of older women who with great compassion prayed for Pat, and it was wonderful to personally observe and very healing for her. When we left that evening's time of prayer I remember saying to her: "Pat, you will have to find a group of people with whom to pray, and I encourage you to find a younger prayer group locally which you can attend."
The following day I flew back to Boston having done the best I could to comfort and care for my precious sister—so wounded, and yes, so terribly and violently rejected!
Well, Pat takes me up on my suggestion to find a younger prayer group and this is where God’s in-breaking begins.
You see, after my coming to the Lord through the ministry of Billy Graham my Mom was overly concerned for my spiritual well-being as she was fearful that I had become a Bible thumping Christian. This was a reality which was an anathema to her rigid religious construction and very un-Catholic. But, ever since my conversion I had told her of the power of the Holy Spirit and about the wonderful things that the Holy Spirit was doing in these prayer meetings and it had whetted her appetite.
So, when Pat asked her to attend a very large charismatic worship meeting in a local Catholic Church, she responded to Pat: "I will go with you, but only to get Peter off my back!" Well, there you have it—definitely Irish! So, off they went. It was a Friday night.
During this time, I was still living in Marblehead, MA, and on the following Saturday morning I receive an early morning call from Mom. As it was very unusual for Mom to call me early on a Saturday, I was concerned that it might involve some issue with Pat. I said: "Hi Mom, how are you doing?" She then responded very quickly saying: "The Lord told me to call you to say thank you." Obviously, I was a bit perplexed, but then she goes on to tell me that both she and Pat had been filled with the Holy Spirit on Friday night during worship and she was overjoyed at the new birth experience that she and Pat had received together—simultaneously it seems. I then quickly ended the call needing to process what I just had heard and shared this with my wife Suzanne.
Then a few days later came the letter of all letters:
"Peter, I feel as though I have been cheated all of my life. If I knew then what I know now, I would have raised you kids differently."
And so, it began.
My sister Pat found great strength and consolation from the intimate relationship she daily experienced with her new lover–Jesus!
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When dying from an aggressive cancer–she joyfully offered up her suffering for the salvation of souls.
Such was the faith and witness for Christ with which she had been endued.
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My Mom became an evangelist to the elderly in Pinellas County, Florida—bringing them by the carload to Life in the Spirit Seminars, Bible studies, church meetings and encouraging them in their walk with the Lord.
It was amazing—and she led many, many souls to the Lord.
Reflection: It is essential that each Christian come to understand that God the Father loves each Christian to the core of their very being—as if they alone were the only focus of God’s infinite and passionate love. Pray and ask for this empowering experience of the Holy Spirit so that you too will come to know the unsurpassed joy of His transcendent love. Do not hang on to what the material world offers you. Jesus, by His death on the Cross, has obtained for you the gift of intimacy with God through the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.
My Mother’s & My Sister Pat’s Journey To Life In The Spirit
My Sister Pat’s Death
Patricia (Carpentier) Dubay
Born: 
October 02, 1943
October 02, 1943Deceased:October 27, 1986
October 27, 1986
Pat died of cancer on October 27, 1986 at the age of 43 in the odor of sanctity. She had a passionate love for her new spouse Jesus and offered up her suffering for the salvation of souls. I last visited her with our new born baby Cassandra and from her medical bed she told me about the little demons running around her bed at times trying to torment her. She just laughed at them and told them to go to Hell. She also told me that she said the Lord that she should really stay around to take care of Mom. To which Jesus responded: "Don't worry about you mother. I will take her quickly." In fact, Mom passed away joy filled within one week of a medical incident. During the drive to Pat's funeral Mass the car was “flooded” with the scent of roses—surely as a sign to us that Pat was now in the Presence of her Lover—Jesus.
Geraldine (Kelleher) Carpentier
Born: June 13, 1917
June 13, 1917(St. John's, Nova Scotia, Canada)
Deceased:July 23, 1994
July 23, 1994