Hold my Hand

Hold my Hand

To travel to Lourdes, is a very special place on the planet. It's one of the places for countless merciless that have not been explained. I had no idea I would drive in the country side and begin my own personal travel encounter with so much deep spirituality. When you think of the people that come here and come to realized this is the only station for a miracle to change things with their life where doctors have given up and stated that there is no cure. The turn to deep faith some how unearths you. The fight against man's medical declaration and medical science leaves only the strong willed with religion. There are many engraved plaques on the church wall where people have given thanks for their proven miracle. Have I escaped the possibilities of having open heart surgery, God only knows. I just hold the faith and believe I am healing.

Here a gifted child is led to a water Spicket to drink from. It is said and believed that drink the water can heal and be the miracle. This place and it's properties are what holy journey travels are about. Unaware, I came to do the same for my own health. How wonderful this maybe for someone singing religious songs down the street with an up lifting beat. For me it was like experiencing the last great earthquake in Southern California around four in the morning.

With this journey behind me my gyroscope rebalances and the French country side looks even better than I would have ever imagined.