My Life is a Miracle

23 The Healin footsteps that we walk—those who can—or we roll along in our carts. And he is the engine, Christ, not us. So we let ourselves be driven. And then comes Benediction, which is a very solemn and extremely moving moment. With the monstrance leaning toward them, the priest blesses the sick, slowly making the Sign of the Cross over them. It’s said that many healings in Lourdes take place at this moment. The prayer is intense. The Most Reverend Jean-Paul James— then the Bishop of Beauvais—accompanied our pilgrimage. When the monstrance got close to me, it was he who was holding it and blessing me. How many times have I experienced this in the convent! How many Adorations of the Blessed Sacrament, of these periods of silence ending in this liturgical Benediction! But on that July 4, 2008, something was really going on inside me. How can I put it? I really didn’t want to put myself forward. I’m writing this today to offer something to those who suffer. So, yes, I will write it. When the bishop blessed me with the monstrance, I felt deep inside me that the Lord Jesus was visiting me, as never before. Those reading these lines who don’t share my faith will think I’m mad. But, no, I assure you, I’m not. I’m perfectly lucid. That moment is etched in my memory forever. For the Lord spoke to me,