Jesus loved ... when I was asked to do this "exercise" I thought I knew the outcome ... 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 his "mission" ... Father, Creator, Redeemer, Son, Spirit-Sanctifier ... but there is a preset correspondence, but a close personal relationship with each of you ... everyone is Love ... and the Three love in a way that is both perfect, unique and individual ...
Sir ... the image of the merciful Father who goes to meet the prodigal son was always fascinating to me ... know that the Father did not even hear the pleas for forgiveness of the son, was enough to see him get 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 announced? So did the youngest son in the parable, you had your share of the inheritance and you left to squander the world. Lived away from me, or so you thought. Then came a time when you fell and fell and fell ... one word from you would have sufficed, but I rehusabas 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 return. 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! Perhaps you did not notice you, but we had a great party in heaven when you came back and since then we have continued to celebrate. What have 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 good 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! Is that we 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 who lives in me and drives 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 habit, 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, comforted and consoled, and wealthy beggar. Are you new life, hope and renewal of faith. Who are you to me? Romualdo ... you are like Jesus.
Holy Spirit
Well, you only faults ... 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 been deepened with the passing of time. A few years ago when you were still your heart 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 that special thank you what my Father spoke.
For months nursed, and I will 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've been directing my own business as 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, a new route for both. You will not be more lost sheep, or the sick need a physician, nor the disciple waiting to be instructed ... From today I will 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 too willing to give it to me.
Do not worry, immerse yourself in my love and let yourself be filled by me.
Until tomorrow,
Jesus