WYD was a wonderful gift. Everything, suddenly, had a deep meaning: the ceremonies, the waiting, the dialogues, the reflections and homilies… All this converged towards one of the most significant experiences I had: the strong approach to the Lord. The most beautiful thing is that I was not the only one who found myself in that situation. It’s precious to walk around WYD and for someone to stop to give you a bracelet or simply dedicate time to you, and that this is done without needing to know your language
At WYD I was very aware that the Lord acts through us; It’s emotional to see kids refilling water bottles for their entire group, fetching food for the entire community, or helping their friends with walking difficulties. Every second you found unique moments in which you could clearly see that face of the Lord.
One of the moments that I have recorded in my retina was a moment that I lived in a parish in Lisbon, we entered and there was no space on the benches for more people, we had to sit on the floor, in the back. They exposed the Blessed Sacrament and the hundreds of young people who were there, we prepared to worship him. Silence, concentrated faces, gazes fixed on the Eucharist… in the middle of the crowd, stop to recognize that He is God.
I looked up for a second and right in front of me was a Portuguese girl who couldn’t stop crying and smiling in equal measure, next to her was an Andalusian girl who, when she saw her, just wanted to hug her. The most curious thing was that the Andalusian girl did not hug her, but the Portuguese girl turned around and hugged the Andalusian saying: “You know something? The Lord loves you like that, just the way you are.” It was a precious moment, because that woman told the girl what she needed to hear, as if the Lord had spoken those words. The emotion was such that it spread throughout the entire parish fund. I prefer that, that the Lord sometimes acts through others, so that we really know that he is there, that he loves us.