“Lost and alone on some forgotten highway
Traveled by many, remembered by few
Lookin’ for something that I can believe in
Lookin’ for something that I’d like to do with my lifeThere’s nothin’ behind me and nothin’ that ties me to
Something that might have been true yesterday
Tomorrow is open, right now it seems to be more than enough
To just be here today, and I don’t knowWhat the future is holdin’ in store
I don’t know where I’m goin’ I’m not sure where I’ve been
There’s a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me
My life is worth the livin’, I don’t need to see the end

Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care
Like a fish in the water, like a bird in the airSweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care
Like a fish in the water, like a bird in the airLost and alone on some forgotten highway
Traveled by many, remembered by few
Lookin’ for something that I can believe in
Lookin’ for something that I’d like to do with my life

There’s nothin’ behind me and nothin’ that ties me to
Something that might have been true yesterday
Tomorrow is open, right now it seems to be more than enough
Just be here today, and I don’t knowWhat the future is holdin’ in store
I don’t know where I’m goin’ I’m not sure where I’ve been
There’s a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me
My life is worth the livin’, I don’t need to see the end”

I would like see the end. If not all the book, if not the next page, just know the name or number of the chapters. I don’t know anymore what kind of book I am.

https://youtu.be/XFkDqQtfs0w

I am a rose of Sharon,
Planted firmly in the dirt.You stomp on me,
mangled I lie still.
Revived by my God who loves me.The one who made me, loves me,
He loves me unconditionally.Planted in the wilderness,
Where he walks in search
Of those who seek his name.Someday he will do justice,
Someday he will show them mercy,
Them that failed to love his creation.He animates me an earthen vessel,
With emotions triggered by fluid actions,
His loving smile, His tender touch,
In his love and goodness, I find joy.The joy that effuses and rises to my brain,
Like a flooding sea of contentment,
Knowing that in him I have rest,
I am secure and calm.From your bitterness, that floods my feet,
He produces exquisite flowers and sweetest fruits.Freely I give the love I receive,
As fragrance it wafts on the breeze,
Used to the smell of death and dying,
The Tanner smelling the fragrance of Love and Life faints.Someday the tanner will appreciate fragrance,
Someday the night shift miner appreciate the light,Someday those that hate others learn to love
And the promoters of the ugliest of ugliness,
Love the beauty of God’s creation.Some day will this enslaved and captive soul fly free?
Forever free in the plains of Eternity.(C. Coelho)

You, take me away
From the hostility of the days to come
From the reflections of the past because they will come back
Long sighs to betray panic
which causes hypochondria
You, take me away
From the conviction of not being strong enough
When I fall against a monster bigger than me

Take me away from the moments
From these intrusive years
From every angle of time
where I can’t find energy anymore

You, take me away
When fear returns and I can’t react anymore
From the remorse of the mistakes I continue to make
While I struggle through clenched teeth, hiding the bitterness in a lie

You, take me away
If among so many ways out I wonder
“the right one who knows where it is?”
If there is a wall too high
to see my tomorrow
And you find me there at his feet with my head in my hands

Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.

Roads go ever ever on,
Under cloud and under star.
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar.
Eyes that fire and sword have seen,
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green,
And trees and hills they long have known.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,

Where many paths and errands meet.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone.
Let others follow, if they can!
Let them a journey new begin.
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

Well, sometimes your dreams grow up, and also e become true!

Me + luggages = 330 pound, 150kilos….so almos one quintal and half of sillyness, sweetness, messyness!

A song of ascents. Of David.

Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped away into the next room.

I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other
that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way you always used,
put no difference into your tone,
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed,
at the little jokes we always enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort, without the ghost of a shadow in it.

Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity

What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
somewhere very near
just around the corner

All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost.
One brief moment
and all will be as it was before;
we shall laugh about the trouble of parting when we meet again.

Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918

If you don’t get scared for my fears,
and you tell me yours,
we will find a way to remove them
and overlap our heartbeats.

In two, we can fight
against all pain

And you can count on me
for your bad days,
for your great days,
for a revolution,
for little things.

You have the soul
that I would like to have.

I was looking for you in the stars
when I questioned them as a child.
I asked to the mountains for you,
but they gave to me just a few times of solitude e short peace.

Because you were missing,
in the long evenings
when I meditated,
in the senseless blasphemy
that the world was all a mistake of God.

I make a mistake in the world.
And when, before the death,
I shouted “No!” from every fiber,
that I had not yet finished,
that I still had to do too,
it was because you stood in front of me,
you were next to me, like today.

It happens,
a man and a woman in the light of the sun.
I came back because you were there.

(Primo Levi – “I was looking for you in the stars”)

When is quoted “Religion is the opium of the people.” (Karl Marx) to fight against believers, there is confusion between church and spirituality.

I read this “interpretation” of the Marx quote:

Quote: “Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, just as it is the spirit of a spiritless situation. It is the opium of the people.”

Answer: “So, in a macaronic way (to say it simple), the religion is the ignorance of people”

The macaronic interpretation is itself ignorance. Such as the church several time exploits religion, so anti-religious people manipulates Marx’s writing by extrapolating a sentence without putting the whole reasoning alongside it.

Ignorance is a wrong interpretation of the message by limited minds or those who aimed, precisely, to subjugate and control. If I, personally, have to comment this quote

Quote: “Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, just as it is the spirit of a spiritless situation. It is the opium of the people.“

My comment is:

In the church, there were or are several power/money-greedy men who can subjugat, took advantage of people’s ignorance. Extremism can oppress.

But Spirituality / Religiosity is the resilience to believe in goodness and love.

Yes, is a sigh of a creature oppressed by a “dog-eats-dog” world, when the feeling remains anchored to some hold despite the world tries to suppress having a heart.

To claim to have a soul in a world where souls are sold and bought so easy today.

Opium? Perhaps only a intuition of a mind that tries to see something beyond the ugliness and sadnesses of this grim and dirty world.

Can it be that Jesus bought me,
And on the hallowed cross atoned for me,
Loved me, chose me ere I knew Him!
Oh, what a precious, precious Friend is He!

Chorus:
Oh, it is wonderful, very, very wonderful,
All His grace so rich and free!
Oh, it is wonderful, very, very, wonderful,
That my Savior so loves me!

2 Praise His name, He sought and found me,
Sav’d me from wandering and brought me near;
Daily now His grace bestowing,
Jesus is growing unto me more dear.

3 It was years He had been waiting,
Waiting the dawning of the precious hour,
When I should at last be yielding,
Yielding to Jesus ev’ry ransom’d pow’r.

4 As I think of all, I marvel
Why in such patience He my good has sought,
And bestowed His grace upon me,
And in my spirit such a change has wrought.

Preserve me, O God, for in thee I take refuge.
[2] I say to the LORD, “Thou art my Lord;
I have no good apart from thee.”
[3] As for the saints in the land, they are the noble,
in whom is all my delight.
[4] Those who choose another god multiply their sorrows;
their libations of blood I will not pour out
or take their names upon my lips.
[5] The LORD is my chosen portion and my cup;
thou holdest my lot.
[6] The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
yea, I have a goodly heritage.
[7] I bless the LORD who gives me counsel;
in the night also my heart instructs me.

[8] I keep the LORD always before me;
because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
[9] Therefore my heart is glad, and my soul rejoices;
my body also dwells secure.
[10] For thou dost not give me up to Sheol,
or let thy godly one see the Pit.
[11] Thou dost show me the path of life;
in thy presence there is fulness of joy,
in thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.

The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?

² When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell.

³ Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident.

⁴ One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to enquire in his temple.

⁵ For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.

⁶ And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me: therefore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the Lord.

⁷ Hear, O Lord, when I cry with my voice: have mercy also upon me, and answer me.

⁸ When thou saidst, Seek ye my face; my heart said unto thee, Thy face, Lord, will I seek.

⁹ Hide not thy face far from me; put not thy servant away in anger: thou hast been my help; leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.

¹⁰ When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up.

¹¹ Teach me thy way, O Lord, and lead me in a plain path, because of mine enemies.

¹² Deliver me not over unto the will of mine enemies: for false witnesses are risen up against me, and such as breathe out cruelty.

¹³ I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.

¹⁴ Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.

7 “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. 8 For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened. 9 “Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? 10 Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? 11 If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him! 12 So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.

So the men turned from there andwent toward Sodom, but Abraham jstillstood before the LORD. 23 Then Abrahamdrew near and said, k“Will you indeedsweep away the righteous with the wicked?24 Suppose there are fifty righteous withinthe city. Will you then sweep away theplace and not spare it for the fifty righteouswho are in it? 25 Far be it from you to dosuch a thing, to put the righteous to deathwith the wicked, lso that the righteous fareas the wicked! Far be that from you! mShallnot the Judge of all the earth do what isjust?” 26 And the LORD said, n“If I find atSodom fifty righteous in the city, I willspare the whole place for their sake.”

27 Abraham answered and said,o“Behold, I have undertaken to speak tothe Lord, I who am but dust and ashes.28 Suppose five of the fifty righteous arelacking. Will you destroy the whole city forlack of five?” And he said, “I will notdestroy it if I find forty-five there.” 29 Againhe spoke to him and said, “Suppose fortyare found there.” He answered, “For thesake of forty I will not do it.” 30 Then hesaid, “Oh let not the Lord be angry, and Iwill speak. Suppose thirty are found there.”He answered, “I will not do it, if I findthirty there.” 31 He said, “Behold, I haveundertaken to speak to the Lord. Supposetwenty are found there.” He answered, “Forthe sake of twenty I will not destroy it.”32 Then he said, p“Oh let not the Lord beangry, and I will speak again but this once.Suppose ten are found there.” Heanswered, “For the sake of ten I will not destroy it.”

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath and make me pure.

Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace.

It tooks 6 years, or maybe 28, but I’m feeling on the right way to be healthy.

FEARS AND INSECURITIES

Jesus, I present to you all my fears: the fear of being rejected by God, the fear of others, the fear of certain places and animals, the fear of the future and difficult situations, the fear of giving a bad impression of myself.

I present to you all my insecurities, my doubts, my uncertainties, the contempt I sometimes feel for myself and my life.

Because of these fears and insecurities, I feel like I’m in the middle of a storm.

You told the apostles on the stormy lake of Galilee: “Come on, it’s me, don’t worry!”

Tell me too and the furious waves of insecurity and fear will calm in my heart.

Free me from all unreasonable doubt and uncertainty, from any contempt for myself and life.

Be You my courage, my security, my foothold, my strength to live and to act.

Infuse in me your Holy Spirit who is the Spirit of power and freedom.

Heart of Jesus, I trust and hope in you.

SADNESS AND DEPRESSION

Jesus, I present to you all the sorrows, the anguishes, the worries, the sense of solitude, of isolation, of failure; all states of depression, despair, distrust, dejection, debasement … in which I often find myself.

With my strength I cannot get out of these moods of sadness and depression.

You intervene. As you appeared to two of the disciples of Emmaus along the way and you put hope in their hearts and smiled on their faces, so come next to me.

Free me from these states of mind. Fill the void of my heart and my life, let me emerge from all sadness and depression.

Infuse in me the Holy Spirit, Spirit of comfort and joy, of hope and strength.

Heart of Jesus, I trust and hope in you.

OTHER DISTRESSING MOODS OF SOUL

Jesus, I present to you so many painful states of mind, in which I often find myself: lack of peace and serenity, emotionality and hypersensitivity, sense of shame or guilt, remorse and scruples, dissatisfaction and tedium of life, thoughts of suicide and rebellion, strong inclinations to sin, feelings of hatred and revenge.

These are conflicts and internal complexes that often make me suffer and make my heart upset and agitated, hurt and sick.

Human paths that I have traveled have not healed me. Indeed, some appeals to the wrong people have worsened the situation.

With my strength I can’t get out of it.

Intervene You, who have told the apostles in the Upper Room: “Let not your hearts be troubled. Have faith in me and in my Father”.

At the beginning of so many inner conflicts there was a lack of love and only love can heal them. I trust in your love. You love Me. You gave yourself for my love. May I feel your love and in this love I find peace, control of myself, peace and a new life.

Free me from these my painful states of mind.

Infuse in me your Holy Spirit, whose fruits are love, peace, joy.

Heart of Jesus, I trust and hope in you.

The transgression of the wicked saith within my heart, that there is no fear of God before his eyes.

For he flattereth himself in his own eyes, until his iniquity be found to be hateful.

The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit: he hath left off to be wise, and to do good.

He deviseth mischief upon his bed; he setteth himself in a way that is not good; he abhorreth not evil.

Thy mercy, O Lord, is in the heavens; and thy faithfulness reacheth unto the clouds.

Thy righteousness is like the great mountains; thy judgments are a great deep: O Lord, thou preservest man and beast.

How excellent is thy lovingkindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of thy wings.

They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and thou shalt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures.

For with thee is the fountain of life: in thy light shall we see light.

O continue thy lovingkindness unto them that know thee; and thy righteousness to the upright in heart.

Let not the foot of pride come against me, and let not the hand of the wicked remove me.

There are the workers of iniquity fallen: they are cast down, and shall not be able to rise.

Saying “I love you” and, most of all, asking “Do you love me?”, after all things happened, is one of the scariest things in my life.
More than monsters, and darkness, and beasts, and deep water, and poisoning snakes: at that moment I can die in a second, just for a silence.

God is our refuge and strength,
an ever-present help in trouble.
2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
3 though its waters roar and foam
and the mountains quake with their surging.

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
the holy place where the Most Highdwells.
5 God is within her, she will not fall;
God will help her at break of day.
6 Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;
he lifts his voice, the earth melts.

7 The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.

Come and see what the Lord has done,
the desolations he has brought on the earth.
9 He makes wars cease
to the ends of the earth.

10 He says,

Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.

11 The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.

Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it. – Hebrews 13:2

At the Home of Martha and Mary

As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him.

She had a sister named Mary, who sat down at the feet of the Lord and listened to his teaching.
But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”

“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one.

Mary has chosen the good part, which will not be taken away from her.”

_Comment_

We see Mary seated at the feet of Jesus, the position of a disciple, listening to every word. Mary pictures devotion to God and his teaching through faithful attention to Jesus. It is better to be a listening disciple than a immaculate host.

I saw the light fade from the sky
On the wind I heard a sigh
As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers
I will say this last goodbye
Night is now falling
So ends this day
The road is now calling
And I must away
Over hill and under trees

Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the sea
Under cloud, beneath the stars
Over snow one winter’s morn
I turn at last to paths that lead home
And though where the road then takes me
I cannot tell
We came all this way
But now comes the day
To bid you farewell
Many places I have been
Many sorrows I have seen
But I don’t regret
Nor will I forget
All who took the road with me
Night is now falling
So ends this day

The road is now calling
And I must away
Over hill and under tree
Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the sea
To these memories I will hold
With your blessing I will go
To turn at last to paths that lead home
And though where the road then takes me
I cannot tell
We came all this way
But now comes the day
To bid you farewell
I bid you all a very fond farewell

Originally men were very different from now; each was formed by two faces, four arms and four legs.

Judging their extraordinary strength as dangerous, Zeus decided to weaken them by cutting each being in half.

In this way, each half searches for and wants the half from which it was detached. Eros is nothing but the force of attraction that aspires to reunite the two halves in the original whole.

The genuine, right, erotic attraction is limited only to one individual (the half from which one has left).

Physical attraction is not the end, but the instrument of Eros’s action.

So, when the original form was cut in two, each half was nostalgic for the other and was looking for it; and thus, throwing their arms around and knotting one another for the desire to be reunited in the same form, they died of hunger and inactivity, since one did not intend to do anything separate from the other.

So when you come across your own half of a time,
here it is indescribably assailed by affection, intimacy and passion, so much so that one does not want to detach oneself from the others even for a moment.

And these are the ones who stay together for life,
without even knowing what they want the other to receive from the other.

And if Hephaestus […] asked: “Perhaps you want to be as close as possible to each other, so as not to leave you neither by day nor by night?

I could weld you together so that of two you become one and live together until the end of life as a single being, and when you are also down there in Hades you will be one in dead”,

There is no doubt that, having heard this, no one would draw back or show that they desire something else,

but he would believe that he had heard precisely what he once craved, that is to join and merge with the beloved to become one.

And the reason is precisely that our original nature was that, and we were whole, and now two broken parts.

Therefore love is the desire and the quest for the whole.

-Platone

What can I hold you with?
I offer you lean streets,
desperate sunsets,
the moon of lost suburbs.
I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long
at the lonely moon.

I offer you my ancestors,
my dead men,
the ghosts that living men
have honoured in marble:
my fathers father killed,
two bullets through his lungs, bearded and dead;
my mothers grandfather
just twenty four- heading
a charged of three hundred men, now ghosts on vanished horses.

I offer you whatever insight
my books may hold,
whatever manliness
or humour my life.

I offer you the loyalty of a man
I offer you that kernel of myself
that I have saved,
somehow the central heart
that deals not in words,
traffics not with dreams
and is untouched by time,
by joy, by adversities.

I offer you the memory
of yellow rose seen at sunset,
years before you were born.

I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself,
authentic and surprising news
of yourself.

I can give you my loneliness,
my darkness,
the hunger of my heart.

Jorge Luis Borges

— I accept.

Italy: a place in which is very difficult to organize just a party with less than 10 people: no one reliable. And the woman has to do All the work. Not only cooking, I meaning ALL, from the decoration to drive. Well, I can do it, but so wonderful when you can choose to be the sweet Princess.

Silly party VS Sensible Party 1-0

https://youtu.be/Rk1krRTyiAs

Every event is inevitable – if it wasn’t, it wouldn’t happen.” O.W. Grant

“Given an infinite universe and infinite time, all things will happen. That means that every event is inevitable, including those that are impossible. And it’s as good an explanation for all of this as anything else.”

“Say what you mean, mean what you say. You know that if everybody follow that rule, there’d be a lot less trouble.” Mr Cody

***
Neal Oliver: Black hearts? Red spades? Come on, that’s like cheating.

Ray: Ah, experience has conditioned you into thinking that all hearts are red and all spades are black because their shapes are similar. It’s easier for your mind to interpret them based on that past experience instead of being open to the idea they could be different. We see what we expect to see, not necessarily what’s really there. Children who have never played cards always pass this test. Makes you wonder how many other things are right in front of you – sights, sounds, smells that you can’t experience because you’ve been conditioned not to. The good news is, if we do the test again, you’ll pass. Once you’re aware that there can be black hearts and red spades you’ll be able to perceive them.

Neal Oliver: Well, that’s a cool trick, but there aren’t any card games with red spades and black hearts.

Ray: Well, how would you know?

Psalm 86

A prayer of David.

Sunday’s reading of today was the parable of the Good Samaritan. There couldn’t have been a more appropriate one, to remind me of the kindness known in the last month.

The comment was very interesting. First, the meaning of the word compassion:
”cum patior”: sharing suffering, taking the suffering of your neighbor and suffering with him, suffering for his suffering.

In the parable, helping others is the key to entering the kingdom of heaven. I’m glad if, giving someone the chance to help me, he will receive this reward.

Perhaps this is the reason why in a practically absurd way I continue to trust in men, men who have shown me so much that they can kill me with one hand: maybe to give the possibility of being good and correct, even at the cost of my safety.

I knew the evil by now, and it cannot affect the soul, that has always remained true to itself,
nor does it affect my body that was only a great scar, dead skin.

But thanks to acts of disinterested kindness, on my skin have begun to flourish again tender, pure and hopeful flowers, and I hope that no one will tear them away anymore: the shepherd will watch over the sheep and will not let them snatch me back with their hunger.

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I’ve been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don’t mean anything
When you’ve got no one to tell them to
It’s true…I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you!
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you
You see the smile that’s on my mouth
It’s hiding the words that don’t come out
And all of my friends who think that I’m blessed
They don’t know my head is a mess!
No, they don’t know who I really am
And they don’t know what
I’ve been through like you do
And I was made for you…
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I’ve been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don’t mean anything
When you’ve got no one to tell them to
It’s true…I was made for you

(Montecassino Abbey)

Sometimes to breath,
Sometimes to escape,
Sometimes to find ourselves.
These was my reasons.

During the trail I felt also something else, unaxpeted;
but every other reason is enough.

Just, start.

Someone leaves a safe home, relatives, friends, wealth and fortune,
because he has been called to forgive a man’s sin.

Someone offers its best time
to those who are waiting for a smile of love
because the Lord has called them to life to give others a welcome offer.

Call us too,
Call me too,
in the world I will tell Your love.

Someone gives part of himself,
for those who want to get to know you.

Lord, you also called
to work in your immense creation
and today we raise up to You
this prayer
that rises from the heart,
rise up between us
like light down here
who will speak in Your name.

Mr Bean’s luggage has more logical criteria than mine.