Moving in the city 'surrounded by crowds of people and chaos, between capnne lost in this arid campanga as between villages immersed in the fine sand of the Indian Ocean where my sisters and my brothers with essentially' slow living and their only life, I wonder what the meaning of life itself in each and every one, as my ...
If each step .. fortunately lived here barefoot and hope to draw life from the earth itself ... every gesture, smile, tears, words, silence and 'woven through gestures, silences-joys-labors of each sister and brother in an unconscious way consciously or through You Lord and brother Jesus, 'Life itself, such as that of each universlae would not, for me, so.
Each child brought up, every patient treated, cared for every dying person would be useless because it 'would always too many children to educate, too many sick people to care, too many to accompany the last dying breath. .. everything would be useless in reality '...
Only if our every breath, every beat of our heart and 'woven by the Spirit and' Wind with breaths and beats any other person my simple life and basically useless, compared to the millions of brothers and sisters who now tread on my own land, gains in value, receives deep 'roots and ... look at the fruits that are too facilemnte accounting and capitalization, while we lose sight of the roots that are actually 'what' that matter, what 'that must be cured, that' that keeps us up, that 'so unconscious that binds us to other 'cause we get to all lifeblood from all ... Always, always ...
Lord
you who "do not turn off a smoldering wick and do not break the bruised reed,"
What are you doing "and keep the crumbs pieces of leftover bread, "
you collect every breath we take and every gesture, every tear, every joy and every groan
weaving those of our brother and sisters.
You do so 'a tapestry where all we always new ugualente necessary and unnecessary, where we are weft and warp, clearly visible and invisible node
Cosi' creation same smiles and moves forward, turns again and keeps everything
And all we can all feel united, bonded and cared for by you, Papa 'of heaven that "nothing disperzzi that you have made and that all and all you have saved in Jesus', your Son, our Brother and Saviour
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