The bus driver has been telling us stories all along the way. He just told us the story of his life. He was married at 19. He had 6 kids. He was an electrician. He fell off a ladder and injured his back. He was in hospital for 8 months and was told he would never walk again. After while of living like that, he went to a shrine at Knock. A woman - the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter met him there long with a priest who had signs of stigmata (his hands bled where the nails of Christ were). They prayed and drenched his back with holy water. He left there the same - with two canes, but slowly, over the next few weeks, he got better. Eventually he became a driver. Now we are heading to Knock and he has asked us to say prayer for his wife - who we all saw last night when she came to visit - she is terribly ill and has just left the hospital. If you read this, say a prayer too.
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