one of the greatest story ever told is about some wretched souls who met a man walking down the road there was a woman she was too weak she couldn't help herself she had to take hold of the one and only begotten son she held on to what she believed in none of em asked for a house they didn't ask for shoes or clothes they didn't ask for money they didn't ask for silver and gold all they wanted was to be whole they were broken souls all they wanted was to be fixed they had disease they wanted to be cured they were blind and could not see all they wanted was to have sight somehow they knew that being healthy is the key of life they understood that sickness is rooted in poverty and death and evidently there's no greater wealth than to be in good health along with the ability to help oneself from a touch of pure inspiration