My beloved Jesus ... just got back from the funeral home and not want to retire to bed without a little chat with you ... is that in times like this we can only question of the meaning of life ... no, not that I doubt ... on the contrary, when we meet face to face with the fragility of human beings is that we understand that the only real thing in life is that which binds us to you ... and that is nothing more than faith ... faith in your promises in your Word ... ... in your love ... faith in the power of the Cross ... and the glory of the Resurrection ...
You know ... I find fascinating the words of St. Augustine: "Death is the companion of love, which opens the door and allows us to love Him" ... if we could look death in this way would fill us with joy when one of our loved ones have to go ...
Tonight, listening to stories and tales of Doña Mela could only think of You ... in how you were doing this in your life in countless ways and endless times ... do not ask for it because I know it is at your side, enjoying eternal rest ... but I want to introduce their daughters, sons, grandchildren and great grandchildren ... your brothers and nephews ... and everyone who in one way or another been touched by it ... I beg you to grant them strength ... but above all, hope in his resurrection ...
"Life is given us to seek God, to find death, and eternity to possess" (P. Novet) ... May we all find you, find you and possess you forever!
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Remember when Lazarus died, the brother of Martha and Mary? You read that passage many times and always admire the love he felt for him, and the way I cried knowing that would raise a few minutes. Remember the words I said to Martha?
"I am the resurrection. He that believeth in me, though he die, shall live: and whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Do you believe this? "
Yes, Romualdo, I am the resurrection and the life. But to get rid of me is that everything else ... forget about the life of the body to live eternal life. So Mela lived, and so you want to live.
I hope I am,
Jesus