My Life is a Miracle

29 The Healin Forgive me this little catechism lesson! I just want to tell you that in that little chap- el in Bresles, before the Blessed Sacrament, it was as though I was back in Lourdes for the Eucharistic procession. The Eucharist, Christ present, is a central point of the whole Church that unites us, everyone at every moment and everywhere. So there I was at that moment, as if with the sick in Lourdes, even though I was sitting on the second pew to the left in the chapel of Bresles in Picardy. We prayed. It was exactly 5:45 when I felt a great relaxing of my body, like a warmth from my heart suffusing everything. That warmth filled me. I didn’t know what was happening to me. I went on praying. This may seem too simple and quick for you, but that’s what happened. Nothing im- mediately spectacular. God loves discretion; his powerful hand is like a whisper, his fire like a summer breeze; he speaks in the silence. But yes, there was a simple feeling of warmth com- ing from my heart and pervading everything: a feeling of profound well-being, of total peace. It’s not a burning warmth. It’s less like the sting of an insect than an inner warm bath with ther- apeutic powers. It swirls, gently entering every cell of your body, like a balm for your entire be- ing. It’s soothing, calming, healing. Then it slips