This photo was taken in August 1997. I was 14 and knew little of St Jean Baptiste Marie Vianney. I do remember the peace and joy I experienced when I prayed before the relics of his incorrupt body. The Cure d’Ars set the bar for priestly sanctity at an in
Oftentimes, it takes us buckets of tears, sweat and (literally) blood before we achieve what we want in life. But so long as it means waking up the next day to a morning as majestic and picturesque as this, I would not mind fighting till I shed the last b
