My Life is a Miracle

24 My Life Is a Miracle and this is what he said: “I see your suffering and that of your sick brothers and sisters. Offer it all to me.” It was just a split second. But I was totally overwhelmed. Of course I offered it all to him. I was united to the cross of Christ. I wasn’t there for myself. I was in no way praying for my own healing. A little nun, in love with Jesus, I was interceding for the other sick people. So what could I ask for myself? I had accepted my condi- tion, my illness. Through it I had found a path, the meaning of my life. In pain, but in commu- nion with Christ. At least, I was trying to, I was seeking to with all my heart, with all my soul, and with all my poor body. I know these words may shock some. But I love the truth too much not to tell it like it is. That’s just the way I am—sometimes im- pulsive, sometimes too direct—but that’s what I experienced, what I felt, what I heard. At the moment the bishop blessed me, Christ asked me deep in my heart to offer him everything. Everything. To hold nothing back for myself. To expect nothing. No comfort. No healing. To give myself to him. To give, not to take. To give myself totally, without expecting anything. These words of Saint Francis of Assisi came back to me: “Hold back nothing of yourselves so that