First things first--Thank you to all my followers. I noticed today that I got another follower. I have 9 followers and I am honored. COOL. I appreciate it, especially those who also comments. I am trying to catch up reading and commenting but its a slow process since I've been a little busy.

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!