One more thing about my Spiritual experience yesterday. However, this particular incident didn't happen yesterday. Never thought about it much.
I was about 9 years old, I think. Kids do such stupid things if you know what I mean. I think it was after Christmas or New Years, there were popped fireworks scattered all over.
Sitting on the ground, with an already popped firework in one hand and a lit pump in the other. My parents pressed on constantly to put the firecracker on the ground before lightning. My 9 year old mine didn't think it was any harm as it had popped already. So I decide to jam the pump in the whole of the firework.
NOT A GOOD IDEA!
It popped in my hand! I ran to my mom screaming! It hurt like hell and I was crying! She grabs me and runs to a man across the street. His name was Mr. Segura or I think it was. I can't remember his first name and its bugging me LOL. Anyway, he did this chant/prayer over my hand for a while. It had stopped burning. Mom brought me home and put some Neosporin and wrapped it.
If I remember right, it healed rather fast! I haven't been an avid firework popper since!
Yesterday as our Spiritual experience ended, the lady gave out another cloth. Here it is:
As you can tell I am not much of a photographer but the message says it all. God is Love!