Our joy is someone


Sometimes we think is far away, but we are very close. We pass by. We meet in our way, we must recognize it. has made ​​the mistake of having a face too familiar: the face of the poor, the child, the cleaning lady, the unemployed ... that's why we do not recognize! Our God is a God who gives us the stuff that makes itself a . does not give us the means of , but the reasons for living. It works not to get rich, but to give. Each job well done is a little creation.

Your daily life is tiring, monotonous, your work is heavy, insignificant, and yet all this is valid, is sacred, like a ritual in which the smallest gesture has a universal value ... God is waiting for you, at any time, in the work of this. Discover the in a grain of sand and eternity in a wild flower. Enclose infinity in the palm of the hand and the hour the Lord alive.

Listen, there's no blade of grass, no grain of sand, there is no living being that provides a message to those who know how to find out ... "... raised the stone and there you will find me, and I broke the wood I'll be there. "

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