Jesus loved ... when I was asked to do this "exercise" I thought I already knew the results ... and I 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 in their "mission" ... Father-Creator, Redeemer, Son, Spirit, sanctifying ... but it is a predetermined correspondence, but an intimate, 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 comes to meet the prodigal son was always fascinating to me ... know that the Father did not even hear supplications for forgiveness of the son, was enough to get him humble and repentant for his horrible lack the Father ... not just 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 proclaimed? Well you did as the younger son of the parable, you took your share of the inheritance you leave to squander the world. Lived away from me, or so you thought. And there came a time when you fell and fell and fell ... a single word from you would have been enough, 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 decide to return. It was I who put the desire in your heart! I was waiting with open arms and ran to meet you. Ah, if I'd been running! Maybe you did not notice you, but we had a big party in heaven when you came back and since then we have been celebrating. What has fallen many times after that? But what 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 that 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 ... silly me, if you know how I felt at that moment! Is that we always think of him as the "Advocate", the "Paraclete," the "Comforter" ... and I really do not understand what those words mean to us ... or pictures of the dove or tongues of fire, we costs relate to them ... but it is the love between you and the Father who lives in me and pushes me to be better ... what drives me to want to be like Thee!
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 love perfect love between the Father and the Son, that overflows their hearts to spill on you. So do not have to "know" but let me feel and act in your life.
Who are you to me? Do they not know? You are the living temple where they 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 brothers. You are pupil and teacher, comfort and consolation, a wealthy and a beggar. Are you new life, hope and renewal of faith. Who are you to me? Romualdo ... you are the image of Jesus.
Holy Spirit
Well, just missing you ... who am I to You, Lord? ... How do you see this useless servant who insists on 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 carried you on my shoulders and brought you back to my fold. That's the night of this special thank you what my Father spoke.
For months I nursed you and heal your wounds ... I remember those roots of bitterness that had and all you had to forgive? Gradually, as you were healing, you began 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 you a new path, a path he wanted recorriéramos together. I have been instructing in my things like the 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. Plus you will not be lost, or the patient needed a doctor, nor the student who expects to be instructed ... From today I'll be your friend, the friend whom you can say everything and always has a word for you. That friend who is able to give his life for you, and hope that you're also willing to give it for me.
Do not worry, dive in and let my love fill me.
Until tomorrow,
Jesus