AN ACT OF LOVE AND FAITH Our dear friend Chico long claudicava. It hurt him a foot. Dr. Rocha, doctor neighbor and friend, have you ministrara medicines, without, however, to alleviate their suffering. Dr. Romulus, a wonderful magnetic generator, you already had applied fluid terápica assistance. I, for my part, also had contributed, within my limitations. All of little value! The pain persisted, making Chico manquitolar horribly. The employees returned to their homes using a buggy. (...) The vehicle entering the city by a street where it was located, so the red-light district. One afternoon, Chico and his companions, to pass through "Tootles"-common designation given to backyard-were approached by one of the girls that inhabited the place. And, addressing himself to the Boy, she said: -Come to my house. I need you to talk. Jokes, motejos, laughs and unfortunate comments made themselves heard. Chico car came down with difficulty, to accompany the girl to his home. All HARLOTS who lived there received it with deep respect, offering him a Chair, in which Chico settled. The girl that brought a small addressed basin with clean water. Humbly asked him permission to descalçá him the shoes, putting your foot sick within the basin. Holding sprigs of flowers of the field, the Lady prayed and all the others followed, contritas. She soaked the sprigs and batia, gently, at the foot of Chico, repeatedly, by multiple times. Then wiped it, kissed it and the calçou again. Two days later, crying with emotion, Chico told us what positive identifications in the meetings. Through his clairvoyance, recorded that the liquid from the Bowl it was getting dark and lodoso, as that woman bathed her foot, causing the pain slowly esvaísse. To all those present, the water remained unchanged, clear, nothing had changed. Chico never felt pain. The poor whore, in humble, simple gesture on the insignificant and sprigs of mato, more that we others, put in your prayer something sublime and operator of wonders: the LOVE!