Every time I've asked God for help, I've received signs to show me the way. All I had to do is look and listen. So I know it wasn't a coincidence that about a year before my father died, I took an interest in an ancient and famous Christian pilgrimage called the or the Road to St. James.
My father died in January 2001, and that June I took this pilgrimage to help me cope with the enormous grief that comes from losing a parent you love. I was searching for help with my sorrow, and God showed me this opportunity as an active, positive way to deal with my loss.
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