"The Night of the Great Healings"

"Zeitungsblitz", Sept. 1949: Special Edition on Gröning´s Successes

In the following lines, we bring you an objective report of the facts from our special correspondent, who, as a representative of the press, was able to stay on the heels of the great healer, Bruno Gröning, for 15 hours during the healing efforts witnessed by many hundreds of people at the Traberhof on August 27 and 28.

The first healings of the day

Our correspondent reports: The morning already brought the many seekers of healing, who at noon called out in chorus for "their Gröning". They had the good fortune that he addressed those waiting in a short speech. But I don’t want to report about that, but rather about the unprecedented and unforgettable hours of the late afternoon and evening.

Somehow the air is especially laden with suspense, and for some reason or other, many suffering and curious people have come together today, Saturday, in front of the Traberhof and in the garden, and this suspense grows from hour to hour after it becomes known that Mr. Gröning will speak again this evening to those waiting. Film equipment is already being set up on balcony, terrace and parking lot, and more and more people flock in.

Meanwhile, I inquire about the most recent healing successes and feel obliged to give a sober report, free of sensationalism, to the reader and the circle of people around Gröning.

Mrs. Würstl of Rosenheim, Münchnerstr. 42, reports to me credibly that until noon today she could neither bend over nor lift her feet from the floor because of paralysis. Beaming with happiness after Gröning´s speech, she had walked toward her husband for the first time without help from others, and can bend again like all healthy people.

Then, just like Mr. Haas from Munich, a woman from Endorf whom we had only ever known recumbent, gets up out of her wheelchair and makes her first attempts at walking.

I sit down at the table of an acquaintance, whose wife is the film actress Karin Lembeck, from Munich-Laim, a striking brunette known to all the "regulars." She tells me of her healing from a nerve paralysis of her left arm lasting many months by Gröning through remote healing over the telephone one morning at 10 o’clock. From the moment of his arrival at the Traberhof, Gröning’s "circle of radiation" becomes suddenly and so abruptly effective, that Mrs. L. is overcome with hot and cold shivers that cause her to cry out: "For heaven’s sake, what has happened to my arm? I can’t feel it any more!" And with the same "missing" and paralyzed arm which she had not even been able to move to table height before, she reaches automatically to her face and, a few moments later, up and over her very large summer hat. Then she breaks into tears of joy and gratitude out of inner emotion, tears that have to make up for lack of words. Only hours later is it possible for her to shake hands with an overflowing and grateful heart, but the great helper Mr. Gröning stops her humbly, saying, "You owe thanks not to me, but rather to the Creator above, who gave me the power this morning when I was on the telephone with your husband to initiate this healing, which God completed on your arrival here without my doing anything. Your belief has helped you, dear madam!".

A second lady, Mrs. Wagner from Munich-Laim, from the same district as Mrs. Lembeck, had been suffering for four years from a brain embolism with left-sided nerve paralysis, which had improved in the meantime. She is "focused on from a distance" in the garden by Gröning, who works with her from the rooms above. We follow the effects intently, but with all the surrounding hustle and bustle, the lady cannot muster the necessary concentration. For the same reason, a later attempt that night, face to face with the master brings no satisfactory result, since the inner readiness, the concentration of the senses and the additional meeting only a few hours after the distance treatment, was very obstructive.

Here, as in two further cases, striking evidence was produced that her additional admittance into Mr. Gröning’s private quarters – on the assumption that the telepathic treatment had not been effective - was a sign of mistrust toward the great healer.

And now the time has come. Many hundreds of people stand closely packed together. It is 7:30PM. The evening shadows spread. The horses have long since disappeared from the paddocks, and the sun gilds our magnificent blue mountains. The suspense becomes greater and greater; it becomes unbearable. Then Gröning steps for a moment onto the balcony, accompanied by shouts of joy, and asks for a few minutes’ patience to allow him to tune in silently to the many people, whom he is also asking to concentrate. Mr. S., from his group of assistants, directs the sick toward the front into the field of vision, gives quiet instructions on what they should do, hands flat on the knees, no physical contact with others, thoughts turned away from the sickness – that is the advice. Just this suspense-filled, silent expectation, this inner, spiritual preparation for the moment when Gröning’s healing power takes effect, is what brings the greatest possible healing success. There is hardly a whisper in the crowd of people. It is impossible to describe the situation and the mood, the stirring, faith-filled atmosphere in which these poor, tormented people, with all their visible and invisible ailments, wait, more or less firm in faith, for the moment of their healing.

Meanwhile, 15 minutes have been taken up by preparations for the shooting of a documentary film – minutes which one feels will only be experienced once in a lifetime, so full of energy-filled expectation that one can hear his own heartbeat and that of his neighbor as well. Now and again, an assistant of Gröning asks individual persons where they are from. Locations from all parts and zones of Germany are represented – from the Allgäu and the Swabian area, from Cologne and Frankfurt, from Upper and Lower Bavaria, from Lake Constance and the North Sea – yes, even from Berlin, and then, naturally, many locals. Later on, it gave Mr. Gröning a special, personal pleasure when an old fellow-soldier present among those who were waiting came up to the one who had had to share with him the hard lot of Russian imprisonment in Karelia and Finland. The crowd is asked again to not ask Mr. Gröning any questions, and to focus completely on what Gröning will say.

Gröning speaks to those waiting

It is now dusk. The film lights flare up on all sides, and the film equipment starts to get under way softly. All other sounds cease, and all eyes are directed to the balcony, onto which Mr. Gröning steps along with his host, assistants and healed persons at 8:15 PM. Minutes of very deep silence follow, during which the great helper of humanity folds his hands and looks toward heaven. Then he establishes complete contact with his faithful seekers of healing by looking into each of their excited faces.

Gröning begins now to speak simple, measured words of deep faith with that warm, sympathetic voice that is capable of captivating so many.

"My dear seekers of healing! Just as people are gathering here every day, today, as well, poor and tormented people who seek healing are gathering and will also find it. But there are also people who have been driven here out of pure curiosity, individuals who know themselves that they are skeptics. I feel that with great certainty, and I ask you to please cover up your thoughts and let yourselves be convinced by the facts. It is not a matter of entertainment and cheap demonstrations of miracles – this hour is too serious for that, and the suffering of the people around me too great.

I have called no one here; on the contrary, I have asked them to wait until the day when they can receive help under orderly circumstances. He who doesn’t believe in me doesn’t need to come any more!

I know that many among you are on the way to a healing in this moment! I intend to remain here in Upper Bavaria and ask you to have patience until I receive the permission for public healing and the healing centers are set up. But only those who carry within themselves the divine faith have a right to healing. Unfortunately, there are people who lost this years ago, or have dragged it through the mire.

I say unto you, the only doctor, the doctor of all people is, and remains, our Lord God! He alone can help. But he only helps believers who are willing to throw off their old ailment. You don’t have to believe in the little Gröning, but you must have trust in me. I do not want your gratitude – it belongs to God alone; I am only doing my duty!

Since you do not know, I say unto you that you can leave fear and money at home, but you must always bring your illness and much time with you – of which I then rob you. You should all be humane with one another – not hateful, not false. Never treat anyone badly, never be envious. The best and greatest gift in this life on earth is not riches, not money, but health, which is worth more than all the possessions on earth. You have heard from my assistant what you should do in order to experience the greatest possible effect. I do not want to carry out a public healing here! I must first know for certain that I am allowed to help publicly. However, up until now it has always been the case that people in my proximity have already regained their health. They do not have to specify their illnesses – I see through them and know everything about them.”

Mr. Gröning now gives a few simple examples of the power of his influence, which are confirmed by shouting, and then he continues: “Everyone has now received what he wanted; but only he who felt connected to his Lord God. If everything goes well, I want to set up several healing centers with this place as the nucleus, in close cooperation with the doctors, in order to help all of you. To all of you who have come to me for your sick relatives, I want to say, ‘I am already with them!' When you go home, you will see that the sick person is no longer exactly the same as when you left him!" The selfless man is thanked for his words with a long applause.

Two government representatives for Gröning

Then, entirely unexpectedly, the Chief Constable of Munich, Mr. Pitzer, spontaneously stepped up from the background. "My dear people of Rosenheim! I speak to you from my own personal experience here today. I have come here primarily as a sick person, but also as Bavarian official and observer. I have never in my life received such an outstanding diagnosis – not even from the most famous professors - as I did here from Mr. Gröning in the space of a few moments, without him even touching my body. I myself firmly believe in my healing, and I bear the responsibility for what happens here up to the highest government agencies, whether it suits certain gentlemen – you already know whom I mean – or not. The crucial thing is for the sick to be helped. I have been on duty day and night for four years, and in the process have acquired a severe ailment, for whose healing I have already sacrificed half a fortune, in vain. I speak for myself and for all of you – and it should be heard everywhere, because I must stay healthy for all upright people. I thank you, Mr. Gröning, for your help. May the Lord God grant you the power to help all the many people who come to you with firm belief and open hearts.

To overcome the final difficulties, continue having total trust in Gröning’s healing ability and help, all of you. My friend in the State Parliament will see to it that one day, perhaps even soon, Mr. Gröning will receive the license to heal."

At this point, Mr. Hagn, representative of the State Parliament for the CSU, spoke. "I really didn’t want to speak, because I was very skeptical in the matter of Mr. Gröning and wanted to convince myself personally of what happens here. Today I have experienced such moving things that I don’t have the words to describe them. That is all I can say to you. I ask you all to believe in the calling of Mr. Gröning!" Uproarious applause again surged forth from the excited crowd.

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The night healings at the Traberhof

Now Gröning himself addressed several severe and pitiable cases of paralysis from the balcony.

Mrs. Monika Baumgartner of Bad Aibling, who had waited for days at the Traberhof, and who three years before had suffered a spinal injury with complete lesion of the entire lower body in a fall from the Watzmann mountain, struggles with great effort and tremendous perspiration to stand again – if only for a short time – for the first time in years. Now, Gröning asks other invalids with paralyzed and stiff limbs to move or bend them. Only with effort can I push through to the pitifully disabled Mr. Georg Aigner, of Rosenheim-Thallerbräu, who, beaming with joy, doggedly demonstrates for me with loud crackling, how he can bend his dried-out joints and proudly puts his left ankle on his right knee and vice-versa. That was the second case for the skeptics, and all present were able to convince themselves. Finally, a baker from Bad Aibling got rid of shellshock that had lasted for years in but a few minutes, with the exception of a few residual traces, which Gröning promises to remove in a few weeks.

Now Gröning speaks again to the astonished crowd, “If an improvement has taken place with your acquaintances and relatives at home, inform me here as soon as possible with today’s date as the reference date, so that I will know how many healings were accomplished today. I wish you all a really good night and complete recovery, in the name of God."

Then the great healer went back with his assistants into the living quarters in order to further successfully prove his healing ability on cases which had been brought to him ceaselessly by doctors and the press from early morning on.

Since until now I had exclusively stayed near the sick in order to have the closest contact with them, I was now able – at the invitation of the Hawart family – to be directly present at the treatment of the most severe cases. I entered the private quarters through the long queue of those waiting in the anteroom. In spite of all my objectivity, I could not help perceiving, already upon entering, a certain aura. Then Mr. Gröning came up to me and shook my hand firmly. For a moment I had the feeling as if his strong, but extremely friendly gaze would go through me. His first words to me testified to the great disappointment he had already experienced with the press.

During a few interesting treatments of infantile paralysis with visible success, a circle is formed around midnight in the exotically furnished winter garden. Under the beams of four klieg lights, 24 persons come together, among them a doctor attending two patients, Dr. Meyer from the hospital for the disabled in Bad Tölz, as well as a lady doctor, a medical student and the people accompanying those who could not walk. The rain ceaselessly beats a continuous rhythm on the glass roof, and three film technicians fix their cameras on on the patients. Each individual case is filmed before, during, and after the treatment for a documentary film for the enlightenment of the masses. As always, Gröning prepares himself for the treatment in the adjacent room. His assistant, Mr. Schmidt, appears and also asks those present here to concentrate both inwardly and outwardly on the upcoming healing attempts. Then he makes the amazing announcement, probably as Gröning’s medium, that among those present there is a gentleman who should either inwardly change his unwarranted skepticism or leave the room – in order not to disrupt the psychic connections with the seekers of healing. No one, however, leaves the room.

Then Gröning appears in the doorway and asks those present to concentrate only on what is happening in each individual body. Gröning steps into the circle and busies himself intensively with Mrs. Baumgärtner from Bad Aibling, who is personally introduced to him again up here. Expectant silence sets in. The pieces of film equipment take turns humming. Suddenly Gröning turns around and asks the patient under discussion, "And what do you feel now?" Usually the answer is a tingling in the feet, a twinge in the calves, a piercing pain in area of the kidney or bladder, a violent rumbling in the bowels, or a pressure in the pit of the stomach – or a violent shaking of the entire body manifests itself for all to see. The treatment symptoms reveal themselves like this or in a similar manner with almost all of the patients. Now the master fixes his gaze on the exact spot - to the centimeter - which has brought about the paralysis. He asks Mrs. B. to take three deep breaths. Then the patient suddenly cries out, “It’s gone through!” Facing away from the patient and not visible to her, Mr. Gröning demonstrates to the doctors with an amazing sign language how one can sever a particular nerve and sew it together again without an operation, during which time the patient feels all the pain of this operation. As the treatment progresses, the patient feels “light,” hardly senses her body any more, and manifests increasingly euphoric sensations; unsteadily, she lifts her left arm, supports herself on the backs of chairs and makes her second attempt at standing up. “She will walk again before long!” is Gröning’s prognosis.

Treatment of difficult cases

Evelyn Gschwind from Munich, an eight-year-old girl who was almost totally blind for years had severe damage of the cornea and had already had five operations. After several treatments on the same day without glasses she already sees more than she has ever seen – for example, the passing train at a distance of 500 metres. Gröning has little Evelyn take away the blur before her left eye by putting her left hand over her eye socket, and then on his command taking it away, after which she can, relieved, describe every detail of the room.

Now Gröning requests that three gentlemen who were accompanying patients be brought forth and asked to step onto the balcony, since they are distracting their wards. Now he distributes little foil balls which he rolled himself from cigarette packets and which apparently contain a repository of magnetic force. They are in such demand that they are already sold on the black market in Munich and are, of course, fakes. These “power carriers” are supposed to bring about contact between patients and Gröning over spatial distance and facilitate the concentration absolutely necessary for remote treatments.

Meanwhile, day begins to break in the East, and the master still shows no signs of fatigue. He obviously transfers his stamina to his visitors, for no one among them wants to leave the “place of miracles”, either. The concept of “sleep” is a foreign word for Gröning. A quick movement of his hand from his forehead over his distinctive cranium to the back of his head takes away the slightest sign of fatigue. However, the cigarettes glow incessantly in his hand, and his nourishment consists only of small portions.

Then the man who is in continual demand is brought to a very severe case in the back yard, where 35-year-old Mr. Fischhaber from Bad Tölz has already waited for him for days as his last hope. As a result of bobsled and motorcycle accidents, Mr. F. incurred paralysis of parts of his body which has continually worsened since May, 1949. Three medical opinions from prominent Munich professors vary, from petrol gas poisoning, spinal injury, and tumors of the main nerve trunk to – the latest finding of the doctor who brought him to Gröning today – injury of the interbrain. Two months ago, Mr. Fischhaber had already sought out Gröning in Herford, where he promised him healing. While the kidney disease caused by many years of drug treatment completely disappeared after the Herford visit, a partial success with the other symptoms of illness failed to occur. Gröning already prepared for this morning’s consultation during the evening hours through a remote treatment via an assistant, at which time Mr. Fischhaber could feel an intense tingling in his left hand, as well as feelings similar to sore muscles in his left calf and the front of his foot.

Mr. Gröning gives a downright sensational, "clairvoyant" reason for the previous absence of an obvious healing or improvement, and says literally: “Beware of a married couple with whom you are friends, and who are not well-disposed toward you. The woman has black hair, the man is dark blond with a part, and is about 1.70 m. tall. This man will – if you want to know exactly – step into your house two days after your return from here, at six o’clock in the evening. You will recognize him by the fact that, before closing the door, he will clean his nose with a white handkerchief. This man has been preventing your healing through me up until today, since he has already spoken disparagingly about it in public. This person stands between you and me and cuts off the necessary contact. Avoid this man, and you will be healed in a short time.”

The healer’s final words, which he offered me on the way home, and which indicate the path of his future work, were, “I want to heal my patients in a few minutes with the following words: GOOD DAY! YOU WERE ILL! GOODBYE!”

A. Stecher

Note from the Editor:

That is the report of our correspondent, which we reproduce without comment. Based on these factual descriptions, our readers can now form their own opinion about Mr. Gröning’s “healing art” and about whether it is necessary for the responsible state ministry to immediately grant him permission to act as “doctor of natural healing.”

Since Gröning intends to continue staying at the Traberhof near Rosenheim for the time being, we will issue further "special editions" at the appropriate time.

It is not possible for us to in any way forward letters or other communication to Mr. Gröning. Of course, those interested may direct letters (without photos) or other messages to his address: Mr. Bruno Gröning, Traberhof, Rosenheim-Land. Other addresses that may be circulating on the black market are false. Mr. Gröning asks that you refrain from personal visits until he is officially licensed.

"Bruno Gröning - His Word Bans Illness"

Documentary report "Das Neue Blatt" magazine, May 9, 1957

Report by Dr. Horst Mann

It must be made perfectly clear from the start: this has nothing to do with the person Bruno Gröning. The magazine Das Neue Blatt does not want to join the chorus of those who effusively praise him as a healer or accuse him of being a charlatan. Our task was to investigate Bruno Gröning’s healings critically and incorruptibly, guided by the honest attempt to finally find the truth - because all suffering people are entitled to this truth.

Das Neue Blatt thus opens an exciting chapter in our time. These are the facts:

1. For more than ten years, Bruno Gröning has achieved verifiable healings. The number can’t be estimated. It runs into the thousands.
2. This man appeared in court several times because of his method. They had to acquit him. He is now confidently awaiting a new and very controversial court case.
3. There are Gröning associations all over Germany. Their members view this man - who gave them not only healing, but also spiritual support - with complete respect.

Das Neue Blatt talked with these people. We critically investigated the healing successes. We questioned physicians and scientists, and we spoke with Bruno Gröning himself. He voluntarily made material available to us that had not previously been available to anybody.

The following took place on November 27, 1953, in the small village of Ostenfeld, 14 kilometers east of Husum. An oppressive tension was in the room at the village inn. Like an iron clamp, s it gripped the hearts of the people sitting closely packed on benches and rows of chairs. There may have been a hundred, perhaps a hundred and fifty.

They had come from Ostenfeld and from the neighboring villages between Rendsburg, Schleswig, Husum and Kappeln. Word spread quickly: Bruno Gröning has arrived! He is said to have once again healed sick people. Perhaps he could help me too, or the father with gout, or the child who was so frail and at whom the doctor only shrugged his shoulders. These might have been the thoughts of the people who had assembled here tonight.

The dim light had trouble permeating the room. It showed faces full of expectation and belief. But it also reflected the eyes of skeptical and curious people. They did not expect anything special. They only wanted to be present so they could take part in conversation in those long winter evenings of the year 1954. Nothing much was happening here in these villages. The conversations were always about the same topics: weather, harvest, cattle and – illness. Yes, after all, everybody could become ill – perhaps Bruno Gröning might show a way out.

The murmuring of voices broke against the ceiling of the overcrowded room and pushed the haze of smoke apart. Some had clasped hands, as if praying. Others were cracking jokes to release their inner tension. Others took care of their sick relatives.

Only in the last row was it very silent. Here was a seriously sick person, who had been carried in. Pain tormented him so mercilessly that he was not even able to sit. Blankets had been placed on the floor as a bed for him. People knew him. He was the farmer Thies Paasch from Norby. They also knew his cruel fate, the pains which held him prisoner and sometimes forced him to stay in bed for weeks.

Suddenly the murmuring stopped. Bruno Gröning entered the hall. At just under 170 centimeters, he appeared small, almost fragile, as he walked with quick steps towards a low platform. His clothes were as people recognized them from many photos. All that was remarkable were his massive head with the mop of curled hair and the big shining eyes, which were really burning in his lean and pale face.

And then everything was different than expected for those who had come out of curiosity or sheer sensationalism. "My dear friends!" Gröning addressed the assembly. And this voice was soft and melodic, without drama or emotion. And the voice did not speak about the healings and the miracles which had been achieved by its owner. Nor did the voice commend or praise him as the Messiah risen again to save the despairing people. Gröning spoke about belief and its power. He spoke using simple words, which were understood, taken in and assimilated by everybody. He spoke in a figurative way and drew comparisons, but did not paint in loud colors and events.

He might have been talking for almost an hour. Nobody was watching the clock or went unaddressed. Then he turned to the individual listeners. "Did you feel something?" he asked. The answers came quietly, hesitantly or joyfully and in the affirmative. Some held tin foil balls in their cramped hands. The balls had been handed out before, and the people reported a peculiar feeling of warmth. Others spoke of a shaking or of painful jerks. Some others only shook their heads.

Some wanted to speak about their medical history. But the man in the dark silk shirt and the large necktie was not always an attentive listener. Sometimes he interrupted them, almost brusquely: "I do not treat illnesses! Illness is disorder. Get into order with yourself and God and healing won't fail to appear. Speak to us about something good. Feel comfortable here in this circle!"

Bruno Gröning went from table to table, from chair to chair. Then he turned away. A call from the last row stopped him in his tracks. "Mr. Gröning, you have forgotten somebody." That was Owschlag, the mayor and district administrator of the municipality, who had risen up now and was pointing to Thies Paasch, who was lying on the floor behind him.

Gröning approached the sick man, bent down and asked the question he had also asked the other listeners: “Did you feel something during the meeting?” The man who had been forced by his pain to lie on the floor, nodded his head. “Yes”, he then said. “I suddenly felt very hot. Only half my left leg remained ice-cold. And after that, there was a tingling in my right hand.” Gröning nodded. Nothing more. No movements, no consolation, no hints. With rapid steps, he crossed the hall.

Then somebody in the midst of the spectators shouted, “We thank Mr. Gröning by standing up from our seats!” Chair legs were scraping; tables were being moved. And then the unbelievable happened. Thies Paasch rose. He got up like all the other healthy persons. Suddenly his face was as if freed. He refused the help of his neighbors with both hands. He wanted to do it on his own. And he made it, without any difficulties, any effort and without any pain.

He stood upright and looked laughingly, almost triumphantly, at the concerned faces of the people around him. Then he walked towards the bar with sure steps. “A brandy, landlord,” he ordered. He almost screamed in a voice filled with shock, hope, jubilation: “A brandy, landlord!”

Norby, 18th of April, 1957

In front of me I have a folder full of thank you letters to Bruno Gröning. It contains 58 medical reports from people who all regarded this man as their healer and savior from serious diseases. They came from a small district, from Ostenfeld and the neighboring villages. The reports cover the time between Winter, 1953 and Spring, 1954. They have been written by farmers, housewives, drivers, bricklayers and other craftsmen. They also tell of wonderful healings of children.

My intellect does not want to believe what my eyes read. It is simply unbelievable. The people specify their diseases; they report of heart and blood circulation defects, rheumatism, varicose veins, open wounds, headaches, skin rashes, thrombosis, inflammation of the hip joints, obesity, paralysis, skin lesions, damaged discs, complaints of the gall bladder and tuberculosis. A cruel list of illnesses – all supposedly healed by Bruno Gröning.

I hesitate. The name Thies Paasch catches my eye, that man who suddenly got up and felt healed almost three years ago after a lecture by Bruno Gröning. I read, "Starting in 1944, for ten years I had suffered from terrible neuralgia and rheumatism, which appeared during the war in East Prussia. Several physicians, non-medical practitioners and treatments with herbal teas had been tried, but everything brought only temporary relief, not healing. Last autumn, the pain became so bad that I was not able to move any more. The doctor diagnosed damage of the discs and an inflammation of the sciatic nerve. After four weeks of lying with no relief, I made up my mind to go to Ostenfeld on the November 27, where Bruno Gröning himself was present at that time. I lay on the floor for two hours, because I was neither able to walk nor to sit. When Mr. Gröning entered the room, I felt relief at once. And when Mr. Gröning ended his speech in front of the crowd of about 200 persons, I also stood up by myself and left the room without a stick. Miraculously, I am absolutely healthy and can go about my work. My sincere thanks to Mr. Gröning, through whom I received complete health once more. Thies Paasch, Norby"

What happened to this man? Has this spontaneous healing really proved permanent? Is it, in fact, a miraculous healing, or was the source of pain only dried up by the power of the moment, the belief suddenly ignited by Bruno Gröning, only to reappear again and perhaps even more severely?

A few hours later, I am sitting face to face with him in the parlor of a farmhouse in Norby. A fresh, cheerful man, he could just as well be 40 as 50 years old. He has just returned from Husum by train and bicycle, where he had completed a driving course.

He speaks frankly. His first statement already negates my question as to whether the healing has endured. "I am grateful to Mr. Gröning from the bottom of my heart. It is due to him that I enjoy doing my work again and that I am healthy."

Thies Paasch has every reason to feel this. When he once more told of his period of suffering, I realized the seriousness of his illness. He had left no stone unturned at that time after his first collapse during the war. But the rheumatism had been worsening. His spine had become bowed.

"At that time I did not see a way out," Thies Paasch remarked. "I had to face too many painful setbacks. When the name Bruno Gröning had been mentioned then, I knew and felt, ‘Only he will be able to save me!’ I believed this as I was being carried into the car to go to Ostenfeld and while suppressing my pains."

"Have you been to see the doctor again?" I asked the tanned farmer, who meanwhile energetically goes about his hard work again. Thies Paasch started laughing. He countered with a question: “Why should I do that? I just feel healthy, absolutely healthy!”

Nevertheless, I later on asked a doctor who had been treating him with injections for a longer period of time. “That is right,” he said. “Mr. Paasch had been ill. Among other things, he’d had neuralgia. He needed a powerful stimulus in order to be healed. Gröning might have given it to him.”

My curiosity was awakened. Was this an exceptional case, a unique success? I went to see other patients- and experienced new surprises. I will report about this next week.