I want and I would like to know everything that occurred to me to begin to participate actively in the Catholic Christian Church. All I narrate below, is living proof of an act within the ministry. Pastoral sometimes leaves us fond memories, and sometimes leaves us unpleasant memories. The names of the persons acting in these stories are real, I wanted it that way, not to get out of the truth of the matter. I have often thought about if you must have a high intellectual level, and be well versed in literary matters to start writing something, but I think if it were very technical and complicated issues, we should necessarily have these skills come but I think that to make manifest the glory and greatness of God, it just put a lot of love in what is meant, and order a little ideas.

All this began in 1993, I came from having worked at a Chinese restaurant in my capacity as a musician, as part of a band, I was coming, because the orchestra was not going to work more this Chinese restaurant, and not if the concern of running out of work or because he gained weight, suffered from a nosebleed at intervals of two or three hours for two days did not stop even if I cautery. At the end I came to a clinic where he could stop her. I was hospitalized a week. After leaving the clinic, in my convalescence, I was very sick with nerves by the idea that the bleeding would again, I was terrified, and this idea kept fed and the thing was getting ugly.