Marco, the Arch Dascese of Milan wants to officially open an investigation into Carlo Acutis’ life.

We believe he may be a candidate for beatatification.

Your photographs and testimony will be crucial to this process.

Are you willing to participate? Was I willing? This was what Carlo had prepared me for.

What Padre Peio had seen in 1978.

What my grandmother had prayed for before I was born.

Yes, your eminence.

I’ll do whatever is needed.

The beatatification process took 12 years.

12 years of investigations, interviews, testimonies, medical examinations of claimed miracles.

I participated in every stage, providing my photographs, my recordings of conversations with Carlo, my written testimony of everything I’d witnessed.

In 2018, Pope Francis declared Carlo Acutis venerable.

In 2020, a miracle was officially recognized.

A Brazilian boy suffering from a severe pancreatic disorder was healed after his mother prayed to Carlo and touched one of his relics.

The medical documentation was irrefutable.

There was no natural explanation for his sudden complete recovery.

On October 10th, 2020, exactly 14 years after Carlo’s death, he was beatified in Aisi.

Over 10,000 people attended.

I was there standing in the crowd holding the sacred photograph from 1978, tears streaming down my face as the announcement was made.

Blessed Carlo Autis.

Everything Carlo had prophesied came true.

Everything Padre Peio had seen in 1978 came to pass.

Every impossible thing became reality.

But I haven’t told you the most extraordinary part yet.

Remember Carlo’s second prophecy? That my marriage to Sophia would end, which it did in early 2007, and that in 2 years I would meet someone named Alisandre who would share my mission.

I didn’t believe that part.

I thought Carlo got that one wrong.

If I’m honest, I wasn’t interested in meeting anyone.

My life was completely consumed by the exhibition, by telling Carlo’s story, [music] by the growing movement of devotion to this teenage saint.

Romance seemed irrelevant, even impossible.

Then in March 2009, exactly 2 years after Carlo’s death, as he had said, I received an email that changed everything.

The subject line read, “I was healed through your photographs of Carlo Acutis.

I received hundreds of emails like this, so many that I couldn’t respond to them all.

But something made me open this one.

” The sender’s name was Alisandra Fontana.

Dear Marco, my name is Alisandra.

I’m a pediatric oncologist in Rome.

Last month, I was diagnosed with stage 4 ovarian cancer.

The doctors gave me less than 6 months to live.

I was devastated, not for myself, but because I love my work with sick children, and I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving them.

A colleague suggested I visit your Carlo Acutis exhibition, currently showing in Rome.

I went reluctantly, expecting religious propaganda.

Instead, I encountered Jesus himself through your photographs.

As I stood in front of the image of Carlo in the hospital, sick with leukemia but smiling, I felt a physical warmth spread through my abdomen, I heard a voice, not audible, but absolutely real, saying, “You are healed.

I returned to my oncologist for scheduled scans.

The cancer was completely gone.

Not reduced, not in remission, gone.

My doctors have no explanation.

They’re calling it spontaneous regression, but I know what it was.

It was Carlo interceding for me.

I’m writing to thank you.

Your photographs were the instrument of my healing, but I also want to meet you.

I feel strongly that God is calling me to help you with your mission.

Would you be willing to have coffee with me? I read that email five times.

Alisandra, that was the name.

Carlo had said Alisandra specifically, and she was healed through the photographs, exactly as Carlo had prophesied.

The photographs carry grace.

We met at a cafe in Rome the following week.

The moment I saw Alisandra walked through the door, I knew she was beautiful, yes, but more than that, there was a light about her, a joy, an aliveness that reminded me of Carlo.

We talked for 4 hours that first meeting.

She told me about her experience viewing the exhibition, about her impossible healing, about how the encounter had transformed not just her body, but her entire relationship with faith.

I was a lapsed Catholic, she admitted.

I went to medical school and became convinced that science had all the answers.

But, Marco, science cannot explain what happened to me.

The scans don’t lie.

Stage 4 ovarian cancer with metastases to my liver and lungs completely vanished in 3 weeks.

That’s not medicine.

That’s miracle.

I told her my story, all of it.

Padre Peio’s vision when I was four.

My son Mateo’s death, meeting Carlo, the prophecies, Sister Gabriella, everything.

She listened with tears in her eyes.

When I finished, she reached across the table and took my hand.

Marco, I was healed so that I could help you.

Carlo brought us together.

I can feel it.

She was right.

Within months, Allesandre and I were inseparable.

She left her position at the hospital in Rome and moved to Milan to work with me full-time on the Carlo Acutis mission.

She helped me organize exhibitions, manage the flood of testimonies and miracle claims, coordinate with the Vatican during the beatatification process, and yes, we fell in love.

We were married in October 2010 at the church of Santa Maria Sigreta, the same church where Carlo’s funeral had been held.

[music] During our wedding ceremony, as we knelt at the altar, a photograph fell from the missile the priest was using.

No one had placed it there.

The priest picked it up, looked at it, and his face went pale.

It was a photograph of Carlo, one of my images, one that I had never printed or distributed.

He was smiling directly at the camera, and written on the back in handwriting that wasn’t mine, were the words, “Told you she was the one.

Congratulations, Marco.

Love, Carlo.

” To this day, we have no natural explanation for how that photograph appeared in the priest’s missile.

But we know Carlo was there celebrating with us, fulfilling his role as the friend who introduced us even from heaven.

Today, December 2024, I’m 50 years old.

I’ve spent 18 years telling Carlo Acutis’ story.

The photographs I took of him have been reproduced millions of times, printed in books, featured in documentaries, displayed in churches and schools and museums across six continents.

Alexandra and I have two children, both named after Carlo.

Our son, Carlo Marco, is 8 years old.

Our daughter, Carlotta, is five.

We tell them constantly about their namesake, about the teenage saint who brought their parents together, who gave their father his life’s mission.

The Carlo Autis shrine in Aisi has become one of the most visited pilgrimage sites in Italy, receiving over a million visitors annually.

Young people especially are drawn to him.

They see a saint who wore Nikes and played video games, who loved Jesus without being weird about it, who proved that holiness isn’t about being from the past, but about bringing heaven into your present.

I still carry that photograph from 1978, now protected in a special frame, the one where Padre Peio pointed at Carlo decades before Carlo’s birth and said, “This is a saint.

” [music] It’s the proof, the tangible evidence that God’s plan transcends time, that the saints see what we cannot see, that nothing is random or coincidental.

3 years ago in 2021, I returned to San Giovani Rotando with Alessandra and our children.

We visited Sister Gabriella, [music] now 94 years old, but still sharp, still faithful, still praying daily at Padre Pio’s tomb.

She held my son Carlo Marco on her lap and told him, “You’re named after a saint who your father photographed, who changed the world, who proved that teenagers can be world changers if they love Jesus with their whole hearts.

” My son looked up at me with those innocent 8-year-old eyes.

“Papa, will I meet Carlo someday?” I smiled.

“Yes, my son.

One day when it’s your time, you’ll meet him in heaven and he’ll tell you all the stories, all the details I don’t know, all the parts of God’s plan that I could never see from Earth and it will all make sense.

But until then, we work.

Alisandra and I have established the Carlo Acutis Foundation dedicated to promoting Eucharistic devotion among young people and supporting children with terminal illnesses.

We have created educational programs, funded research, built a network of volunteers who visit sick children in hospitals and tell them about Carlo, about hope, about heaven.

Every child we help, I think about Mateo, my son who died at three, who Carlo saw standing in his hospital room hours before death.

I think about how suffering is not the end of the story.

How death is not the final word.

How love continues beyond the grave.

How the communion of saints is real, active, present.

Last month, we received word that another miracle attributed to Carlo’s intercession has been approved by the Vatican Medical Board.

A six-year-old girl in Thailand dying of a brain tumor, was completely healed after her Buddhist mother desperately prayed to Carlo, having heard about him from a Catholic neighbor.

That child is alive today, tumorfree, and her entire family has converted to Catholicism.

The canonization process has begun.

Within a few years, possibly by 2026 or 2027, Carlo Acutis will likely be declared St.

Carlo, the first millennial saint, the patron saint of the internet, the teenage programmer who used technology to evangelize the world.

And I’ll be there when it happens in St.

Peter’s Square, holding that sacred photograph from 1978, holding Alisandre’s hand, holding my children close, witnessing the final fulfillment of everything Padre Peio saw, everything Carlo prophesied, [music] everything my grandmother prayed for before I was born.

So, let me bring this back to you because this story isn’t just about me or Carlo or miraculous photographs.

It’s about God’s plan for your life.

Right now watching this video, you might think your life is ordinary, that nothing supernatural has ever happened to you, that you’re just going through the motions, that faith is something for other people, special people, holy people.

But that’s not true.

God has a specific plan for you, just like he did for me.

He’s been preparing you since before you were born for purposes you can’t yet see.

The encounters you’ve had that seemed like coincidence.

Not coincidence.

The people who’ve come into your life at exactly the right moment, not accidents.

The pain you’ve experienced, the losses you’ve suffered, [music] the questions you’ve asked.

All part of the tapestry God is weaving.

Carlo Acutis taught me that sanctity is simply saying yes to whatever God is asking you to do right now.

Not tomorrow.

Not when you’re older or holier or more prepared.

Right now, in this moment, [music] with whatever you have, wherever you are.

So, here’s what I want you to do, and this is important.

In the comments, I want you to type these exact words.

Blessed Carlo, help me see God’s plan for my life.

That’s it.

That simple prayer.

Because I’m telling you, Carlo hears those prayers.

I’ve seen it happen thousands of times.

People type that prayer and within days or weeks, things start shifting.

Doors open, clarity comes, purpose emerges, hope returns.

And if you’re still here with me after this whole story, if you’ve watched to this very end, hit that subscribe button if you haven’t already because we post new testimonies about Carlo Acutis every week.

Miracles that are happening right now in real time as his intercession continues to change lives around the world.

Share this video with someone who needs hope, who’s questioning faith, who’s lost someone they love, who feels like their life has no purpose.

Carlo’s story is for them.

Finally, if you’re in a position to do so, consider supporting our foundation.

Every donation goes directly to helping sick children and spreading Carlo’s message of Eucharistic love.

The link is in the description.

But whether you can give financially or not, you can give through prayer.

Pray for Carlo’s canonization.

Pray for the sick children our foundation serves.

Pray for your own encounter with Jesus in the Eucharist the way Carlo encountered him every single day.

My name is Marco Benedeti.

50 years ago, when I was 4 years old, a saint who died before I was born showed me a vision of my future.

32 years ago, my son Matteo died and I thought my life was over.

18 years ago, I met a 15-year-old boy who changed everything.

And now I’m living a life I never could have imagined.

A life of purpose, mission, love, and daily miracles.

This can be your story, too.

Not the same details, but the same essence.

A life touched by the supernatural.

A life given to a mission bigger than yourself.

A life that matters for eternity.

Blessed Carlo Acutis, pray for us.

St.Padre Peio, pray for us.

My son Mateo, my grandmother Lucia, all the saints and angels, pray for everyone watching this right now.

May they encounter Jesus.

May they discover their mission.

May they live with the joy and purpose that can only come from knowing they’re loved by God and chosen for something beautiful.

Type that prayer right now.

Blessed Carlo, help me see God’s plan for my life.

And then watch what happens because God is not done with you.

Your story is still being written.

And Carlo from heaven is interceding for you right now.

Trust me, I know how this works.

Amen.

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