Saint Marina is a powerful intercessor for infertility

When A Control-Freak Struggles With Infertility

The story of our miracle baby: and why Saint Marina is a powerful intercessor for infertility.

Gold is refined through fire; so are control freaks, a mythical kind of fire, a slow-burning one that induces patience when that virtue was not an objective in the first place.
My name is Mireille and I am a Control Freak. Or, as I affectionately like to refer to myself and my colleagues in the Control-Freak-Squad: “Misunderstood Perfectionists with an excellent plan”.

My Family plan was traditional and fairy-tale friendly:

  1. Fall in love: check
  2. Get married to the man I love: check
  3. Have my first child by my third wedding anniversary: FAIL
  4. Have my first child by my fourth wedding anniversary: FAIL
  5. Have my first child by my fifth wedding anniversary: FAIL
  6. Have my first child by my sixth wedding anniversary: FAIL
Panic: Will I ever have a child?

The realization of infertility and chasing medical consultations:

After accepting the obvious, we resolved to consult the experts. We live in Canada in the 21st century so I reasoned that there has to be an answer and a solution.  It turned out that there was an answer but the solution came with a risk that my husband was not willing to entertain. We had to sign a release form absolving the hospital from my potential death. There was a 6% chance that the hormones could cause my untimely demise. Not the most encouraging release document for a couple looking to start a family.
Try as I might, my husband would not sign. “There is a 50% chance I can be hit by a car while crossing the street.” I reasoned. That argument was not convincing. He would not sign. In retrospect, that was the most romantic gesture ever. He wanted a baby just as much as I did but he wanted my safety above all.

Enters Saint Marina: a powerful intercessor for infertility:


While in the midst of this emotional turmoil, a dear family friend gave me a book about the life of Saint Marina, the Martyr. It was in Arabic and as I  had left Egypt at the age of 10 reading the book was a challenge ( it was in literary Arabic). The book recounting her life and martyrdom concluded with a request that she made to our Lord prior to giving up her pure soul.
She prayed that our Lord grants the prayers of those longing for children and who had sought her intercessions. There was one proviso, those seeking her intercession were to visit her relics at her Church. And so, we went on a whirlwind search for any Church, in North America, that would have her relics. My father must have called everywhere. Nothing.
Calling Egypt for help
I called my beloved sister-in-law and mother-in-law to enlist them in our mission. As they both live in Egypt and Saint Marina’s church is in Cairo,  I devised a plan where I would ‘visit’ her church vicariously through them!
I asked them to visit her church and call me while there. I would then pray while their phone was placed next to her relic. A digital pilgrimage so to speak. Which is what they did for me.
I got a call early one morning telling me to start praying as they had placed the phone next to her relics and icon. That call took place in 2007. I prayed and prayed and prayed but this plan, also, failed.

Saint Marina and our miracle baby:

In 2009, we visited Egypt and I made the pilgrimage to her Church and to the Monastery of El Amir Tadros, where her relics are also kept. I must have stood in front of her icon forever. I simply remember crying rivers of tears and imploring her for her intercessions, often aggressively, reminding her of her request to our Lord, reminding her of my messengers and my prayers. I left her side feeling serene and exhausted.
That visit took place in April 2009.
I found out that I was pregnant on June 9th, 2009.
Since that day,  my church in Canada received a fragment of her relics and I have had the chance to visit my heavenly friends as often as I had longed to visit her before!
My plan had failed ( most of them do) but God’s plan was so much better ( His always are).
Our miracle child brought us closer to God and to one another.
Our miracle child came at the best time in our lives and marriage.
Our miracle child gave us a lifelong friendship with Saint Marina.
To all those struggling with a similar challenge, remember this:
Saint Marina is a powerful intercessor for infertility
Today is her feast day, may all those longing for children have their prayers answered, and may her blessings be with us all.


Our miracle baby, in 2010

In 2015, we visited Saint Marina, in Egypt with our miracle baby, to give thanks!
We recorded the miracle in their roster.
Forever Thankful!


In Christ,


Other articles you might enjoy: Saint Philopatir

Additional Coptic resources on this topic: The Absence of God in times of trouble

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After graduating with a Major in Journalism, Mireille’s career path took an unexpected turn away from her beloved pen and paper. It took an equally unexpected turn of events for Mireille to start writing again.After spending many hours (too many!) watching super hero cartoons with her son, she realized that most Christian children are unaware of their superpowers!She set about creating the SuperHolies: the Fruits of the Holy Spirit re-imagined as superpowers to grab the children’s attention and teach them about their faith and its glory.

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