Jesus loved ... when I was asked to do this "exercise" I thought I knew the results ... and it already had an idea of how pre made-me-see-God ... I do not know, maybe his theological studies or emails ... answering questions ... but identified the three Divine Persons and my relationship with them with their "mission" ... Father, Creator, Redeemer, Son, Spirit-Sanctifier ... but it's not a preset correspondence, but a close personal relationship with each ... each of you is Love ... and the Three love in a way that is both perfect, unique and individual ...
Sir ... the image of the merciful Father who meets the prodigal son was always fascinating to me ... knowing that the Father did not even hear the pleas for forgiveness of the son, they could just get him humble and repentant for his horrible failure ... the Father not only forget and forgive, but Love deeply and completely ... nothing else matters, but the meeting with one who was dead before and has now returned to life ... with that which was lost and is found ...
My son, lived for years as the prodigal son ... You know that you are heir to the kingdom that Jesus announced? Well you did as the youngest son of the parable, you had your share of the estate and you left to squander the world. Lived away from me, so I thought you. Then came a time when you fell and fell and fell ... a single word from you would have sufficed, but you refuse to go home. Until one night, remember that night? One night you opened your heart for a moment. It was only a second, but that was enough to reach you my grace.
And you decided to come back. It was I who put the desire in your heart! I waited with open arms and ran to meet you. Ah, if I'd seen him run! Maybe you do not realize, but we had a great party in heaven when you came back and since then we have continued to celebrate. What you've fallen many times after that? But which of my children do not fall! The important thing is that you have the desire to get up again ... and let me help you back on track. Remember, I am your Father and my eyes are always focused on you. Just look up to heaven and let you love me.
Your Father
My Jesus ... what to tell you the answer of the Holy Spirit? I can not really describe my surprise ... that fool I am, if you know how I felt at that moment! You always think of Him as the "Attorney", the "Paraclete," the "Comforter" ... and I really do not understand what those words mean to us ... or pictures of the dove or the tongues of fire, we costs relate to them ... but it is the love between you and the Father that dwelleth in me and pushes me to be better ... what drives me to want to be like you!
So many times have you referred to me as the "great unknown" that sometimes do not think you really know me. But really, I'm the one who is closest to you, who best knows you and who else loves you. Romualdo, I am perfect Love Love between the Father and the Son, who overflows their hearts to pour over you. So I do not have to "know" but let me feel and act in your life.
Who are you to me? Did he not know? You are the living temple where I live, where I have my home and where I feel most comfortable. You play the instrument where the most beautiful melodies and through which pour my gifts to your siblings. You pupil and teacher comfort and consolation, a wealthy and a beggar. You new life, hope and renewal of faith. Who are you to me? Romualdo ... you are like Jesus.
Holy Spirit
Well, just need you ... who am I to you, Lord? ... How do you see this useless servant who persists in wanting to talk to you? It's time to hear your answer, so silent that you will speak to my heart ... "Speak Lord, your servant is listening" ...
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My dear Romuald,
You have not noticed, but our relationship has deepened with the passing of time. A few years ago, when your heart still were away, you were the lost sheep and I am the good shepherd. One night I went out to meet you, I loaded it on my shoulders and brought you back to my fold. That's the night that's special because what I was talking about my Father.
For months I took care of you and heal your wounds ... remember those roots of bitterness that had and all you had to forgive? Little by little, as you were healing, started to forgive and put peace in your heart. At that stage I was the doctor and you, the patient who needed my attention.
In recent years I have been showing a new path, a path I wanted recorriéramos together. I have been instructing in things like my teacher who teaches his disciple. You woke up in hunger and thirst for me, my company, my word, that want to do my will.
Today, my dear friend, start a new route for both. It will be no more lost sheep, nor the sick need a physician, nor the disciple waiting to be instructed ... From now on I'll be your friend, that friend who can tell you all and always has a word for you. That friend who is able to give his life for you, and expects you to be willing to give it too me.
Do not worry, dive in and let my love fill me.
Until tomorrow,
Jesus