Yesterday, we took a day trip to Vienna. It was an awesome day. There was one thing that was the most incredible of all. We went to the National Treasury, which is the biggest reliquary in Austria. If you don't know what a relic is, it's a piece of a bone or their clothing of a saint. While we were there, we saw one of the thorns that was on Jesus' crown of thorns, but what hit us all the hardest was that they have one of the nails that was used to kill Jesus. I saw one of the nails that saved my life. Seeing it made everything more real. It was tangible proof of my faith. It was a life changing moment. I had no idea they had one of the nails until my friend was like "Oh my gosh. You have got to see this!" I walked into the room and looked at the 9 inch nail. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that the DNA of my Lord and Savior was just behind a piece of glass. All me and my friends could do was stand there in complete awe. We all said a prayer while in the room and thanked Jesus for His sacrifice.
Now, what does this have to do with my cutting? Well, I haven't cut in a long time and I haven't wanted to. Seeing that nail made Christ's sacrifice so much more real. That's the sacrifice I told Him wasn't good enough for 2 years. With the help of Jesus, the Blessed Mother, St. Michael, and St. Padre Pio, I'm not going to cut ever again.
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