Even the stars pray
"Bright stars in their watches, and rejoice; he called and they said we're here! It shone with gladness for him who created them "(3.34 to 35 bar). They pray to the stars? The little prophet Baruch ensures yes. When they say: 'Here' when simply "shine with joy."
"Bright stars in their watches, and rejoice; he called and they said we're here! It shone with gladness for him who created them "(3.34 to 35 bar). They pray to the stars? The little prophet Baruch ensures yes. When they say: 'Here' when simply "shine with joy." Rejoicing is already a prayer : unkempt, wild flower that rises suddenly, without you know how, on the edge of your day. Because happiness is up to God, Wild Flower pointing upwards. You, as a star when it throbs with joy, when you see your eyes sparkle with those you love, you're praying and your being moved to the heart of being.
They do not pray only the things around me, but also things that arise in me: pray feelings, in their language throbbing and burning; pray emotions, puffs of light of a flash, that if they leave before they even get to the lips . In my like in your life, fragments of the stars of Baruch shine every day: when you feel the bare pleasure of living, the simple pleasure of existence, the joy of unmotivated feeling good when you join to '"hallelujah" of the first cherry blossom when you feel bloated and live this life with humility, without narcissism, with gratitude, your being is praying and blessing.
Salt from you almost a prayer biological, first of all, which tells the Lord : "How nice, now! How wonderful this world, this love , this face, this flower, this sun, this smile. I'm happy to live in your house ... I'm fine. "
Each of these moments is God calling you, touches your shoulder and says: "Behold, I am." And you turn around him, and answer not with words but with joy like the shining stars of Baruch: "Here I am." Short and small things? But all the more true joys are poor. Every genuine self-examination should begin by recognizing that, before God, today I won joy, made me feel good, I was satisfied: it is a thing happened, I approached a person, I felt calmer I passed a difficult time, I prayed more. It is important that these things arise: is the hand of God that touches my fragile world and sometimes off, and suddenly you turn a small bush-burning and smells a root of God
Learn to pray like this, tried ringing every moment of joy is to live life fully. Joy is an attitude of life closer to reality (K. Rahner). These brief moments ringed and often unconscious, keep the archive of memory, save them from oblivion, store them in a box, a "jewel box" interior to be reopened in order to deposit new things every day, to let even touch on things old, this is to pray , blessed memory.
All we do preserve in archives full of beautiful things that we can no longer valued. Let us learn from Mary, the creature prays, that instead kept all these things and pondered them in her heart.
Ignatius of Loyola begins his journey of conversion with a question: "Why some things give me more joy than others? '. What converts is always a promise of greater joy, "each one follows the road where his heart tells him he will find happiness" (St. Augustine). God speaks the language of joy, so seductive. Do not be afraid to be happy. It is the language of God, prayer life, started to walk over you. Everyone has one gift own unique, irreducible, and is the space of his joy: "receive it, Give it, giving it the get back" (Rig Veda). The door to happiness opens outward only: those who try to force it into the opposite ends up close it even more (Kierkegaard). The joy, gate of God, is a symptom that you are walking well, that remains light to the heart of life.
Hermes Ronchi
