I have discovered where Christ lives; in my soul.
I rented a car for this leg of the trip. I absolutely love driving in foreign countries. I imagine this is what it felt like back in the wild west, jumping on a horse and setting out into the wilderness. It was pouring down with rain, heavy winds, and me in my little Fiat. Heading across Northern Spain, I felt free and in love.
”Our hearts were made for you, O Lord, and they are restless until they rest in you.” St. Augustine
My first stop was Limpias, Iglesia San Pedro. This church is the site of a miraculous crucifix. I had talked about this with the Englishman in Fatima, and he had said the image of Jesus was very realistic. Oh my goodness, Christ drew me to the first pew, and I knelt there memorized by him.
In brief, Christ has opened and shut his eyes as well as perspired. (More here ) I was once again standing on holy ground, and I felt humbled. I acknowledged my sinfulness and began to pray the prayers given to me. God reached out and blessed me with a beautiful grace. The priest walked into the chapel to let me know it was closing. I asked him to bless the book of prayers and to pray for them. Once he finished blessing the book, he took me to the crucifix and allowed me to touch the book to Jesus’s feet. I almost jumped in his arms with gratitude. I prayed at the foot of Jesus while his mercy was gently imbuing all of your prayers. I begged like a child for Him to perform miracles with these prayers.
And Jesus, gazing at them, said: 'With men it is impossible; but not with God. For with God all things are possible.' Mark 10:27
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