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Discover the Radical Love the Lord Has in Store for Each of Us!

A woman of the world with a strong independent streak, Elizabeth Pringle wasn’t the likeliest candidate to become a messenger of God. But after a turbulent childhood and wandering adulthood, she’s left spiritually empty. Then a major health crisis spurs a re-examination of her options—and she seeks help from her only hope: a Carmelite priest. What follows is a shocking discovery of evil, offset by the incredible mercy of God which drives her to embark on a passionate and courageous quest for truth and purpose.Pringle’s riveting, true-life journey of faith and healing chronicled in Radical Love: In and Out of His Church is a stirring affirmation of God’s great glory for believers, and an excellent introduction to the wonder of the Lord for those new to Christ. A masterful storyteller, Pringle describes how the Lord draws her inside a church world few know exists, providing insights into his love and the miraculous power of his priests.As the journey progresses, God’s healing power, unconditional love and limitless grace captivates Pringle’s attention—and is sure to do the same for you. The hopeful and empowering revelation that emerges, Pringle comes to realize, is “not that we love Jesus, but that he loves us.”

"I thanked the professor for all he had done for me, and left. Well, there it was. He didn’t have to tell me how sick I was. I was fevered, but that was nothing new. I was only thirty-seven though. I knew he spoke the truth, and yet I didn’t believe for one minute that I was going to die and leave my child. It just didn’t compute, but what to do? At the time, I was renting a room in the home of a Catholic woman, Maureen, and her invalid son, and, thankfully, my atheism didn’t bother them or the lively priest (yes, another one, and Irish!) who visited for a bite from time to time. I’m sure I was being prayed for without my knowledge, which is so very Catholic. Thank God it works! It is fascinating how God uses anybody, since he loves everybody, in order to get our attention. A girl in the office made mention of a German chiropractor in Harley Street who had diagnosed her problem and healed her. I went. In his clipped, Germanic way he said, kindly enough, “I will not charge you. You are very close to death. There is nothing to be done." “I know”, I said, “I’ve heard it before." I read an article about the Queen’s having a Dr. Blackie who took care of her health with homoeopathic medicines. Don’t ask me how I found that doctor, but I did. “I would love to help you, but you’re too far gone, and it costs a great deal of money”. I thanked her for not charging me either. Someone knew of a Chinese acupuncturist. “We can help certain infections by strengthening the area around, but there is nothing we can do for your condition. So sorry.” Thank you for not charging me. I was done, finished. I couldn’t think of another single thing to do. It’s a strange thing, but I’ve found that after we’ve tried everything we know to do, often that’s when God steps in. And he did for me.