My Angel are you ...
We turn tears into smiles
The comparison with the theme of death in these days that bring us closer to
November 2 is even stronger and deeper. Tempers will darken, the
remember what it was we grieve, the tears flow into the
our cheeks as we get lost in the eyes of a loved one through a
photography ... we would like to touch him, talk to him, but above all we would like to know how he is
.
We are human beings, and as such, weak ... There are times when nothing seems to give us comfort
... pain dominates us. It 'just in times like this that
must further strengthen our faith and
certainty that the end of earthly life is only a beginning.
"Death is not nothing." This phrase of St. Augustine should be
scratched into the hearts of everyone. We must not frighten
death, worn out in thoughts of what has been and will not be
more ... We dry our tears and turn them into smiles ...
we must understand that even if physically our loved ones no longer
, they continue to live within us. If we strive, with the eyes of
we can see them at our side.
must be able to go beyond the appearance of the flesh, to penetrate
the depth of truth that is not on this earth, but, as Jesus taught us
is in the Kingdom of the Lord. Our eyes must
projecting beyond the material ... over a plaque with a photo ... over
flowers ... well that human pain that does not want to go ...
only way to capture the essence of life, through death
is sanctified and raised to the contemplation of the infinite love of God these days
try to remove the sadness from our hearts ...
Let us go to the cemetery with a different spirit. In addition to flowers, we bring to our dear
our smiles, our prayers, but especially
our peace.
nurture positive that "heavenly match
amorous senses" that drives us to search for a contact with whom is no more.
I know it is not easy. Our condition as weak creatures
us chained to the earth and its laws based on the reality
sensory perceptible bodies. But we have the opportunity to get free from these chains
through the crucifix and what it represents: the
defeat of death and the promise of eternal life. Let's start with this certainty
... Only in this way death will make us less afraid. Maria
Maistrini
Liturgical Calendar
Heb 5.7 to 9, Ps 30, Jn 19:25-27cliccaqui
. Bella Maria Immacolata, bright star that appeared on the horizon with your beacons of light in the night, when your son prays: "O Mary, my hope," You who are the Divine Mother, hear my prayer. I would like to rest your head on your breast virginal, and hold you in my arms to his chest, like one day you stringesti the Beloved, Pastor of the immense flock. Bella, seated on the throne of a huge world, full of bitterness, in the intoxication of Thy power, O Mary, You are my life. Your Heart full of suffering, asks the son to worship at Your feet in reverence and affection. Women with features sweet and gentle, which is holding the keys of the Kingdom of Heaven, has a place to me and to all those who have served your Son Jesus Watch this land drenched in blood that languishes in search of peace, and Provide us with your tenderness, while Turn your sweet eyes full of tears. Protect the repentant sinner, and with your finger to point out that your son holds the world because he too is part of His flock. Sister of the castaways, free powerful madmen, forces of the afflicted, hope of the prisoners, the last refuge of the desperate, watch, or a messenger of love, Immaculate more than a flower. In the silent desert spread your fragrance to create almost anything that lonely place where you as a old man, keep to the very end of his life. Mary, sweet and gentle name, be blessed. You, conceived without sin because you are the mother of the living God, who hath been given to us what food to restore the bone cold and numb. Your cable cover with the mantle, great Queen, because overnight, we stand by to you because you are our Mother.
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