After that day, I have walked – at least physically – without any trouble. In fact, there was a ministry reunion at my parish that night and I danced without neurological trouble for the first time in months. My dancing wasn’t perfect: someone posted a video of it on Facebook and all my Macarena moves were horribly wrong. But Jesus, Saint Peter and Mary don’t care. And I don’t either.
We are fools for Christ. (1 Corinthians 4:10 )