I have never met anyone in my life like Frank Kelly. The peace and his gifts from God are
remarkable to say the least. I cannot express my deep gratitude toward Frank and will not be
able to do him or his ministry justice by trying to explain what has occurred in my life since his last
visit to the Toledo area. I am much better at verbalizing orally than in writing.
First of all, Frank has the uncanny ability to make things simple for me. Aside from my own
personal relationship with God, my responsibility is to get my wife to heaven; her responsibility is
to get me to heaven; and our responsibility is to get our three children to heaven. Faith first,
family second, and everything else will fall into place. This is the philosophy my family has been
trying to live by since Frank was in town. This is not an easy task, but we work on this daily. We
have started a family rosary with my children who are ages eight, six and two (Frank prayed over
my wife and I a year ago and told us the rosary would be an integral part of our marriage. Before
Frank, my wife and I had prayed the rosary on and off for years.) Our two year old tries to say the
prayers in her own language and loves to sing the Ave Maria between the decates. Other times
she is distracting her brother or sister. My other two children are not perfectly still either, but to
hear their intentions before the rosary is just beautiful. (I know God understands it is the effort
that counts). I cannot help but think that their prayer is as pure a form of prayer there is.
My relationship with my wife has improved dramatically as well as my relationship with my two year
old. I have experienced the peace of Christ in my heart as well as some gifts of the Holy Spirit. I
truly believe that when my family prays the rosary we are making a difference.
A former student athlete of mine was involved in a very serious auto accident which left him in a
coma the first weekend of May 2005. According to the information I received, he was not
expected to live. The doctors, nurses, and medical technology could only do so much. I called
his parents to see if it was okay to bring Frank to his room to pray over him. I felt a little
uncomfortable doing this because I knew they were not Catholic. To my surprise they were very
open to having us come up to pray over their son. On a Wednesday night Frank prayed over the
parents and gave them a bible passage to read. He also prayed over the young man in the
coma. In the car I had to ask Frank what he thought and knew. Frank told me the boy's parents
had a lot of hope, which was very important, and that their son would be fine. This was very hard
for me to believe because the young man was in a coma and, at the time, could be paralyzed.
One of the nurses working in the intensive care unit (who happens to be married to my father's
cousin) told us that they did not expect him to live and is very lucky to be alive.
The following Tuesday I went to visit the young man in the morning. He took his first steps that
day in front of me, the head trauma doctor and four interns. The female intern could not believe
that he could walk, let alone be alive. Later on that day Frank, Jerry, and my father prayed over
him again. When Frank entered the room the young man sat up in his bed and extended his
hand to Frank, recognizing him. (How could he have recognized Frank since he was in a coma
when Frank prayed over him the first time? Frank had previously mentioned to me that the young
man already knew who he was when he initially prayed over him.)
I was in the car with Frank that same day around 4:30 p.m. and mentioned to Frank that the
young man was having difficulty with his tracheotomy. Frank told me to pray to St. Blaze. I was to
learn later from the young boy's brother who I have in class, that the boy began to speak around
5:00 p.m. that very day.
Frank prayed over the young man a third time approximately two weeks later and told me that he
will be better than he was before the accident. I am not sure what that means, but I am sure God
has special plans for this young man.
I spoke to the young boy about three weeks ago and he is continuing his therapy and is at home.
Each time I have seen him he looks better. There were many people who were praying for this
young man. I personally believe that a miracle has occurred with this boy. The young man also
believes his recovery was miraculous and his parents are very grateful for Frank and all others
who were praying for him.
I have just touched the tip of the iceberg with what took place when Frank was in town and cannot
do justice in writing my experiences into words.
My family and parents were fortunate to experience the peace of Christ that radiates from Frank
Kelly. It is unbelievable to spend time with this down-to-earth person. My life will never be the
same. I thank God for Frank Kelly and pray for him everyday. When Frank left to go back to
Boston, I have an idea what the apostles felt like when Jesus left them.
Hello, my name is Maurice B. Hawkins and I am 19 years old. I attend Bowling
Green State University; and this is my testimony. I was on my way back to
school to get ready for my final exams. The weather was terrible that day
(April 24, 2005), and if I recall call correctly I was in my car and I lost control
on black ice and there was nothing I could do. I hit a telephone pole with such
a force that I fractured my second vertebrae; I had an infected lung; massive
trauma to my right side; and a head injury. Basically, from a scientific
perspective I should not be alive, but God saved my live and I am grateful.
Their were so many people affected by my wreck that everyone pulled
together and prayed for me when the doctors could not. Even though this
neck stabilizer is a pain the alternative was worst. I really feel that without the
pray sent to God that I would not be here. And, I really want to thank mister
Kelly for praying over me on more than one occasion. I don't know why God
chose to save me, no one does, but I do know that God has a purpose to my
life when I find out what it is I will without a shadow of a doubt do it. And,
before I go I want to say that prayer works and God will never leave you