How did His Own come to be? Many know the simple answer to this question. But what they don't know is that the beauty of His Own was also born from the ashes of our lives.
I was standing in the train station with 4 other college students as our train pulled up. I looked around to see if we were all there. "Hey, wait, where's Luis??" One of the girls asked, a bit frantically. We had only a few minutes to board our train before it would take off again and to our knowledge this was the last train of the day heading to our much anticipated destination; Lourdes, France.