Trail of spirtual healing continues

*All my life  I was looking for saints.

Everytime I thought I found a saint  leads to disappointment.

I thought that there are no more saints  in our time.

To my surprise I start discovering saints  in prisons, hospitals,

and among my patients.

Thta was God’s way of telling me that I was not looking at the right places.

One of my 32 yrs old girl  who hurt her back, and came to see me .

All my life I prayed  for everyone , because I always felt I  am the most fortunate person.

When I got hurst I  did become selfish and  prayed  for myself, and felt guilty.

I realized   this is a gift of God, now I have more time to pray for others and I should be thanking

God  for this gift.

I saw a saint , a pure heart with healthy feeling, sending healthy thoughts to brian  so it brain will not

entertain any  unhealthy  thoughts, and a  body only do the healthy rightous acts.

THE SAINTLY ENDING.

PS: If you are looking  for saint look for poor hungry  and sicks in prisons, shelters

in gettos and  discover   finding them and listening to them  be like paid vacation and

 feel so blessed.

May be one day when you look into the mirror and see  a saint in the morror.