On June 10, the newspaper Aleteia, which means "Truth Revealed", reported on the healing that happened to a Dominican priest.
After his face was partially paralyzed, the priest found complete healing through the Holy Face of Jesus.
Father Jean-Christophe de Nadaï, Dominican priest, Doctor of classical literature, residing at the convent of Saint-Jacques in Paris said the following:
On April 4, 2018, the Tuesday before Palm Sunday, during the last days of Lent, I woke up with the right half of my face paralyzed.
My mouth is particularly affected; I drooled from the side of my mouth, so much so that I always felt disrespect for the Body and Blood of Christ when I celebrated Mass. My eyelids were also affected, so I had to moisten my eyes, regularly to keep them from drying out, and carefully close them during the night with the help of an adhesive bandage.
The doctor at the Salpêtrière hospital, whom I visited the same day, told me that it was a particularly severe form of paralysis of viral origin. The next stage of the disease will obviously be a state of extreme fatigue.
He told me that I would have to try to reduce the inflammation with corticosteroids, but there was no guarantee that the facial nerve would return to normal completely. He wasn't sure that the symptoms would go away.
On Tuesday, May 2, a woman who normally attends Mass at the Convent of Saint-Jacques in Paris was shaken by my condition. She came to bring me a jar of oil from the shrine in the city of Tours.
Tours is the largest city in the Center-Val de Loire region in western France and the capital of the Indre-et-Loire region. In 2017, the city had 135,800 inhabitants.
She is a former nurse. Her zeal for our Lord was the result of her memories of her own past spiritual deviations, from which He rescued her through a sudden conversion.
I knew, of course, that my Dominican brothers of Tours had been appointed by the Archbishop of that city as custodians of the Chapel of the Holy Face, moreover, Father Superior of the Priory of Tours was a classmate with I.
However, I myself did not think to ask for the graces that God could give me through devotion to the Holy Face. But this particular illness caused me to call for help.
The way in which I received help was surprising, because it was completely unexpected: it was not I who encouraged the laity, but a lay woman who taught me the devotion to the Holy Face. in the city of Tours.
She often attends Mass every Thursday for the prayers of the sick at the Church of San-Nicolas-des-Champs in Paris, which is entrusted to the care of the Emmanuel Community. She went there on April 27 and was impressed by how fervently a sick person prayed.
The two exchange each other's addresses. She was then surprised to receive from this patient eight vials of oil from the Holy Face in the city of Tours, to distribute them as she pleased. She immediately thought of me.
I don't know why I didn't take advantage of these oil jars right away. But on Thursday, May 4, exactly one month after the first symptoms of the disease, a very unpleasant pain arose and prompted me to apply oil, anointed with oil, just before midday Mass.
Instead of the relief I expected, I experienced a sharp pain in my face. I saw this as a sign that Jesus Christ wanted me to participate in the mystery of His Passion, so I began to pray for some of the intentions that had been entrusted to me. This only lasts a few minutes, then the pain goes away completely.
The next morning, May 9, I went to the hospital Salpêtrière, where I had been scheduled. The purpose of the appointment is to verify, with an electrical current, the condition of the facial nerve.
To my great surprise, the doctor told me that the nerve was responding perfectly to electrical stimulation. It has regained its integrity.
The following Thursday, I had a conversation with a medical professor who told me, “It wasn't human intervention that did this.”
I continued with the daily facial massage, as directed by the physiotherapist at Salpêtrière Hospital, whom I will visit again on June 12. During the appointment, she also surprisingly noted I realized that my face had regained full mobility.
My last appointment was on September 18th, when the nurse made sure I was free of the fatal illness without any of the usual ill effects when the condition was cured.
Paris, Monastery of Saint-Jacques, on the Feast of the Holy Face in Tours, February 13, 2018.