Please Heavenly Father, make it that I heal a second time, as much as when our Mother held my hand that first time when I was lying dying in Lebanon. You gave me so much hope and strenght and you made it come through every possible way, when the Pope spoke on the hospital TV, and I could barely catch a word because my mothertongue is French, or in daydreaming of this Coptic man you has last sent me, the memory of his silver eyes keeping me afloat. I beg of you one last chance to make it up to everyone, to make my life straight again and live a life of giving to others. I haven’t come all this way without faith, but please give me a second chance at self-healing, even if the doctors can’t help. Amen.