Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Salaries Of Wwe Wrestlers 2010

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The portal www.wiara.pl cikawe already found a statement by Fr. Arthur 'Tarantino' feet, who made his channel on YouTube already:

"Mr. God reminds blogger who puts his post on the web. Some people adopt and understand the contents of the entry. Others reject it, bad interpret, criticize. And most ... Most do not even read. "

original and relevant, is not it?

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Cause Of Big Toe Bending Backward With Pain

torn bread - broken lives and what's next? About friendship

Commenting on today's Liturgy of the Word, Pelanowski OSPPE Augustine writes:

" Jesus broke the loaves, gave thanks. Torn bread is a picture of a broken life. Can I thank you for the broken lives? Thanking you, turns all that painful, in the miraculous.

always move me, when I read how Jesus tells disciples to gather fragments. At one time I thought that this is a picture of the Church, because there were twelve baskets of fragments, a number that represents how many were the apostles. Mysteriously read the words that nothing would be lost. They seem to be addressed to an entirely different reality than cluttering up the grass residue after eating bread. Why such concern about leftovers? Transferred the fragments after the image of bread seem to be rejected and unwanted people to anyone, however, find their place in the communities of the Church, symbolically illustrated in these baskets. "


I like this interpretation. Broken bread, the image of a broken life ... crises, tragedies, injuries. And what do I do? Do not break down, but good use, thank you for the hard stuff and share with others, and because it helps us and others. Indeed when everything turns into a painful, wonderful!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

How To Make A Clamp On Fishing Pole Holder



recently I got a little book - "manual" of friendship. The thoughts contained in it by Fr. Mark Dziewieckiego read:

"None of us can not develop without love. Living out of love is the greatest human drama. The less experience the love, the more we move away from happiness, and the sooner we lose the joy of life. A mature friendship is the basic form of love. Such a friendship is much more than a good friendship. Friendship is a great treasure and a source of enthusiasm. "


Beauty and the genuine friendship and wish you and everyone who looks here!
Friendship, which will be great and most precious treasure.
Friendship, which will be a source of enthusiasm, and who will develop and expand the horizons!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Is There A Game For The Wii Demo Derby?

Ustroń records (3)

Wednesday, July 1

July, summer holidays this year ... last week, rather minorowo feel 'for life. Heavy rains alternating with lightning, thunderstorms called, then again and duchota parnota unbearable. Despite all this, however, did not resign from the wounded "spacero-training." It's true, sometimes I break down your resistance and laziness, but it pays the consequences. I'm coming back after nearly a half hour to my room on the fourth floor of the SCR-u tired, panting and sweating completely. But it is good to be firmly tire. This improves the fit.

Raphael arrived in the afternoon. He brought me some summer clothes, which are brought out of the closet in my Roman peace. After dinner we went for a walk and fraternal dialogues. From Rafal spent many years in one community. We understand, and I personally have great confidence in him. I just trust. In our quasi-philosophical "dialogues about life, in our current situation, at any large family, about our work, our today and tomorrow, next I hope to healthy criticism and attempts to answer the many questions, appeared today on trust as the foundation of any healthy and good interpersonal relationships. It is difficult to build a relationship, friendship, not having someone to trust. However, confidence is not so simple. It takes time for it to arise. I think you might want to take the risk, realizing that it may be that someone whom I trusted, abused or betrayed my trust, or deeply hurt. The realism seems to me very much needed. I also realize that I am capable of breach of trust, and I can hurt. But at the risk of trust just as consistently risking a friendship, relationship with the other, it might be that I came across a priceless treasure, which is a friend, or just a man worthy of my trust. Someone like that can and wants to listen (you-hear), even if there is no ready-made advice on everything. It really is a priceless treasure in the world where to trust, of friendship, sincere and lasting, something so very hard ...
So our fraternal dialog with Rafal on various "our" and common themes, gave back a lot of light and material for personal reflection .

Thursday, July 2

arrived today at noon Martin. Almost that we came up with myself when I walked out of the Hall of bicycle training, and he with a bottle of Ice-Tea coming out of our hospital cafeteria. Martin is a researcher and academic teacher of one of Polish universities. S church, heavily involved, with a love of roman. He came for a weekend in Ustroń, and I am delighted that this time we can spend together. This is the time not so much on tour (because what can be visited in Ustroń, in addition to cafes and restaurants), how much time getting to know each other, building and strengthening relationships. Time trust. I really like Martin for his sincerity to the pain. He can simply say what and how. It helps (me, personally, very much) to correct himself. So a few minutes later we were sitting in the Fiat Marcinkowym downhill to the center of the spa town. In the middle of the road, it turned out that inanimate objects are sometimes cruelly malicious. Muffler fell off in the car ... We stayed in the parking lot and started to ponder what to do. Aneta p. helped. One phone call and in a few minutes he was a mechanic you. Problem almost solved. However, women are more practical and operational from us, theorists. Although we had continue downhill to the town without a muffler, which resulted in the overwhelming noise, finally succeeded in safely park and go on talking, eats the local pizza (and I promised myself that the pizza outside Italy did not go up ...).

Friday, July 3

Day St. Thomas, the apostle. Thomas Didymus = Thomas Duplex. He had to touch it to believe it. He had to check to find out. Other words were not enough to him. It is difficult to judge Thomas. This was, so he had character. Anyway, Risen Jesus allowed him to do so. He came specially to him, he showed the wounds and let them touch. That's what moves me in Thomas, is his confession: "My Lord and my God." Finally he came to that. He came to faith. Did not need more proof. Sam began to testify. Touched. I also touch. Every day. But I believe? Yes, as Thomas? I'm missing a lot. Words alone are not enough. The need for certificates. Even (or until) it. Exactly.

spend free time with Martin. We have many things to tell, to share. On the basis of mutual trust. Knowledge is the beginning of a friendship, then acceptance, and finally the relationship, which eventually becomes the configuration to another. That is in any healthy relationship. Friends meet in poverty, I mentioned that. Martin owe it that even when I, for various reasons did not answer his phone, lying in the hospital, struggling with different moods, he did not give up, but the ring. "How do you throw out the door, go to the window," someone once said to me. Exactly. Do not give for a win, knowing that the other side there is someone who really needs help, talk, man, but temporarily surrendered to the feelings of discouragement, you may despair, loneliness ... there have been incidents. Today at last we have the time to calmly talk not by phone, but "face to face, face to face.

I would go back to the topic of relations, friendship, understanding and acceptance. He returns again and again in my reflections. Maybe it's because I am somehow close that many times he experimented in his life, with varying success, said that the theory about others. I like to take this subject because zapośredniczając in human relationships, it's easier to show me what's going on in the relationship with the Lord. Exactly the same. So: first to know. Learning takes time. It is impossible to know someone just based on his photographs on our profile - classroom or facebook. It is impossible to know him until the end even if the long hours will be talked through MSN, Skype or Msn. It never will be the same as a live meeting and the time to devote to this meeting. Man is a mystery. It is like an ocean, impenetrable, unfathomable. Hence, when from the beginning of knowledge is accompanied by the trust if it is the foundation, then there is a chance to really get to know the latter. Just a note, not through the prism of their own expectations, perceptions about someone, but naturally, simply, as it is one. In understanding the importance of listening. And not just what someone says verbal language, but also what it wants to communicate and transmit non-verbal language. Sometimes this is a language without words, a person shall communicate many important messages. Therefore, the count looks, gestures, behavior, in a word everything that is body language. And finally, someone wanting to know, well know, is important to understand the living environment of this person. Her home, family, environment. In theology Bible uses such words "sitz im leben" (literally "life habitat"). But what you need is trust. Well, because as you can invite someone to your home (or in your living space), who does not know, who do not know whether you can trust? Years ago someone told me inviting me to his apartment, it is an important gesture of trust and acceptance, which turns out to second. So much for the knowledge (not to be confused with the capital of Wielkopolska!). In short, this is just part of my theoretical - practical considerations. The impression that people today are based (Probably unfortunate) to "knowledge" on the Internet. It's safer, you can tell what's sentimental like that. To create the world in its sole discretion, personality, character, appearance. Live images. Living fiction. To time. People today often have a fear of meeting or knowing someone in the real world. And finally, when we wonder why relationships are unstable and fragile, is one of the answers, which suggests to me is that there was no time for good to know yourself. Consequently, as a toy when you get bored, you throw it in the corner. Only if the man should just throw? Such

here a handful of reflection on knowledge is the result of the July through Friday filled with interviews with Martin. Filled with knowledge in Ustroń Vistula River.

Saturday, July 4

car repaired. We go on tour. Breakfast in przesympatycznej Pierre ... ogarniiii passage in the newly built in the downtown, and after him Salmopol direction. It's one of those places where I was not very long. We parked autko and nice Mr Baca oscypek invited to enjoy the barbecue. I really like oscypki, and barbecue have their own unique taste. We go for a walk, look at the beautiful mountain panorama, breathe some air and talk Beskidzki. Once Tom in one of Sunday's sermons at Holy Trinity in Krakow, spoke of a "celebration of friendship." There was this phrase in my memory and heart. Beskydy feel 'welcomed me to talk. We talk about life, universities, people. We share experiences meetings.

I can think of reflection, which is a continuation of yesterday of cognition. This time ACCEPTANCE. This is the first step of any true love, friendship and camaraderie. Acceptance means the acceptance, approval the second as he is. Our perceptions of others are often unrealistic. We would like to know and love perfect people, perfect. "Nobody's Perfect" - is a sacred truth. So why do we seek perfection? Is that for sure because we want to be holy? Or maybe it's about something else. Not accepting ourselves, we seek in others what we do not suffer in himself ... For about a lack of self-acceptance could write a book. For almost 30 years I lived as a fat man over stukilogramowy (size XXL), or A Big Man. Do not reach me other messages that I am a good person. I wanted to be different. Today this has changed, very. However, in the consciousness of something left. Just as difficult to agree to some legitimate scars on the body. There are no perfect people. All we age, get sick, and despite the fact it is so difficult sometimes to accept yourself. Accept the second, the first accept yourself. Make friends with the second, then first make friends with yourself. Second love, first love yourself. Yes, exactly: "You shall love your neighbor as yourself." Not for anything (especially for appearance). But for what it is. I know I am often very naive man. My naivete expressed in the fact that I believe with persistence maniac that such relationships and such acceptance is possible. Despite the fact that many times already burned in the life of this, however, I believe. Martin drew my attention (and rightly) that too often say about someone, "my friend", because true friends is a few (or maybe just one). Right. A friend is a word almost sacred, you can not squander it on the left and right. I frankly do not like that, so I do not know where it came from me. Thus, acceptance, adoption, consent to the second. The fruit of this attitude is a joy. Thinking about someone with joy, a sense of happiness that one exists. This is it, and the January Wojtyłowie: "Well, they are." For nothing. For the fact that you are. I do not want to stop believing in the possibility of such acceptance, the beginnings of real relationships. But Sam needs a much more correct in his way of looking at yourself and others ...

After lunch in the mountain hut and pictures of the White Cross back to the Retreat. Time for an evening Eucharist. Today, the group Children of Mary. Welcoming home the sisters, as usual, open and welcoming to everyone. Also, my guest tasted in these days of kindness and genuine hospitality Ustrori boromeuszek. This beautiful certificate, which his sister say and show what it really is Christianity ...

Saturday, July 5

In today Ustroń dog show. From early morning traffic jam on the streets. We arrive with a small slip in the Sunday Mass. The sisters tell me about the death of a priest from Retreat Fr. Zbyszko kid. He was only 54 years old. 24 years he worked in Argentina, with the poor people. A month ago he came to the funeral of his my own sister. A few days later they found him cancer. He retired soon ... We pray for the deceased missionary. It moves me, this death. It is a beautiful testimony to the priesthood.

several days with us s. Michalina. For 39 years she worked in Zambia. Worked on AIDS. Sister Serene, you can not see her face, neither shadow of discouragement and burnout. He has the spirit! He tells us today about Zambia, we can see the movie. Another beautiful testimony of life for others. Living for the Lord, who lives in another person. Ustroń
Last dialogues with Martin. Talked a lot of time in those days. Wonderful time. Even these days weather was beautiful. May finally be summer ...?

After learning and acceptance comes time to IMITATION, or Similarity. This is a simple consequence of friendship, love. We are created in the image and likeness of the Creator. One of His names is Love. This image and the reflection can be seen in every person who lives with God every day. We like our parents. We had something, and we and dad. Over the years, I feel it more and I find in myself more and more similarities to their parents. His wife is conformed to the husband, the husband to his wife. Conformed to a friend friend. The more living together. The more honest relationship unites people, the more people start to look alike. By way of expression, dress, culture, language, behavior, etc.. And I have a feeling that accompanies being conformed such feeling as though all the time the latter was close, was next, at your fingertips, even if they are being quite a distance, even thousands of miles. In the beautiful and true friendship every encounter is a joy, even if for a long time there was no occasion to talk, do not feel the absence at the time of the meeting. In such a relationship is full of confidence. I finally understand a man without words and felt without words, what happens in another and another.

Discover - love - to imitate, so St. Ignatius of Loyola in his "Spiritual Exercises" leading man in the life of Jesus Christ. This is a beautiful way of relationships. It is believed that it is possible, despite sometimes the opposite situation ... I probably still worth the risk. It is, even if it may seem naive ... And it also helps to understand what it means to love God, love Him and how to follow Him ...

The publishing house "Unity" from Kielce released book by Thomas Romanus, pt. "Thank you for the moments of happiness." Someone replied with a pen, "and I hope that this beginning of a beautiful friendship" ... Without this hope is not worth living. So, you believe that hope is fulfilled, and fulfilled. Thanks, Martin!

evening, Fr. Wojtek Janusz and together with his wife and with Slawek from Bielsko have looked to snatch me from these great reflection and sit under one of many in Ustroń umbrella. It also needed to live a normal life and not go crazy.

evening, an avalanche of SMS with Fr. X. I want to leave the priesthood ... I find it hard to sleep with the burden of thinking about X. This is a good man and priest.

Monday, July 6

Treatment penultimate day. Morning blood collection. After treatments, exercise. I think now about how to schedule a time when you return. I need to get down to hard work. Write that dissertation, complete this step.

After lunch, visiting my close friends from his native village. For many years I am from their home. I feel there is always warmly received. Together they spent afternoon, Mass. and evening snack trout fish, give us all an opportunity to relax and fully take them. I can see how, after years of getting better I feel in my village family climates, among people who are not only my homies, but they are my life, environment and growth.

Mass. of repose of the soul of Fr. Zbyszko. Turn it in a prayer for Fr. X.
Year priesthood ...

Tuesday, July 7

last day of treatment. Last walk my training route on the Vistula. Interview with director of rehabilitation. Important advice for me how and what to practice on. Still one month to the sternum and fusion of Nordic Walking, will be a good form of exercise. Important systematic motivation: FOR YOU. This time for yourself.

Completion will be tomorrow ...

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Signs Of A Nympho Maniac

Ustroń records (2)

Another part of my life as a patient - in Ustroń bather. Yet only a week until the end! Regards to everyone!

Sunday, June 21

The morning Eucharist, the sisters, today in a concelebrated with Fr. Siegfried. In his homily, referring to the evangelical scene storm on the lake. "Who is this that even wind and the sea obey Him? "- on this one question, lean on a two-minute reflection. Is Jesus for me and my life Christ? Is it really? Examples should be sought in the history of his life. What do I do if something breaks, surprises, when the storm is raging in my life as when I react, what am I doing? Do you fear, fear wins and give up? Or afford it, to fall on his knees before the Lord and wybeczeć (in the sense of a good cry), so this literally wybeczeć my condition? Who is this? Is my Christ?

established himself with the nuns. Ustroń Their house is for me, this "Bethany", which is good for me to return. Here is just a house! After lunch I'm heading for a walk Nadwiślańska route. A little out of breath going out on "our" hill. I visit a parish church, which just has its day indulgence. It moves me, the attitude of many patients with a spa hospital. It is important for them Sunday Mass. Today at 7.00, for example, from the room next door neighbors participated in it by TVP. Those who can, go to church. Many, knowing that I am a priest, not only to greet me, the words "bless God, "but with respect and say:" Please Father. " Both patients and staff. I think to myself, whether to give these people a sufficiently clear testimony of the priesthood? It moves me, their attitude, but obliges. Although I am a patient among patients, I can not forget who I am. Even if you ever thought that in such places will not show too much of this fact. I guess I make a mistake. As much as I am ashamed.

Tuesday, June 23

morning I go to Ochojca. I was asked to be consulted on the hematoma. Thanks goodness sisters, I can efficiently get to the clinic. Two further visits to the surgeons' fears allayed. Hematoma, should absorb that! Phew. A stone fell from my heart! Thanks be to God! Standing in front of the clinic I look up at 7 and 8 floors. I feel moved internally. Something, however, tied me to this place ... Something was ... Some important, very important experience in my life story took place right here.

Storms and heavy rain caused flooding and flooding. Also in my family home. I can not sleep that night. I think about my parents, who pour out alone in the water, which raided the attic of our house and at the same time pumping water out of the cellar. I think of all those who in these days grappling with the disaster.

Thursday, June 25

evening visited me Maria. We went to the Vistula. First, walk through the deserted as the period of the year the city center, then drove up the hill in Malysz Malinka. Nice, new facility, built as a specific consequence of successive cups of Adam. Unfortunately, apparently has some sort of fault. Do not know much about these objects. Sam hill makes the impression. In me still wish / dream that we could afford to host sporting events - cultural as other countries in Europe and the world. This dream would not be more Cinderella ...
noise flowing Vistula invited us to come to the Black yet, look at the origins of the Queen of Polish Rivers. Revived in me memories of childhood and the desire to return to the mountain trails ...
Beskid
Saturday, June 27

rains and thunderstorms in Poland does not feel 'welcomed to life. Most of the time it is muggy and stuffy. Despite this, living in climates "Duty" theme in our spa, which is, of course, complaining about the lack of weather (although this is always, just not always be what you wish), not giving up my morning walks - training. Once the umbrella, once without. Immediately after breakfast I go out. I walk briskly fixed route. This is my time to the rosary and meditation. A good time. That is why so much care about him. I (and perhaps finally) come to one of the fundamental considerations that you need in life to do something FOR YOU. Time goes fast, it takes him a little book for myself. Think about yourself, your health, body, soul, psyche. You can not use 362 days a year to be 24 hours a day available to the world. True, there are exceptions to the rules. There are specific situations, etc.. If everything will be guided by the principle of love-in-chief, will be fine. But this rule is to first love the Lord your God. And then your neighbor as yourself. That's right, "as yourself". So do something for yourself is not selfishness, but the fulfillment of the commandment to love one another, a more loving God and others!

Sunday, June 28

As soon somehow passed me this week. I notice that when you have a structured program for the day and time, everything goes faster. No, no, it is not my style! Rather, I am an artist, I can not operate "in the boxes." But here, in the hospital - I do not have spa alternative. Be that as it may, this time trying to live a rather busy and effectively. Lots of fun for me reading the books. Reading these "workshops" in the field of theology, traditionally I trace after them with a pencil, write on the margins of major issues. It's my way of "dialogue" with the text. It helps me to keep returning. I know that not everyone endorses this style, but helps me. And so in the Year of the Priest decided to read some books on the priesthood. I just read a recent publication by Cardinal. Walter Kasper, pt. "Servant of joy. The life and priestly ministry. " Kasper, a German theologian - a dogmatist of the University of Tuebingen, is currently the cardinal in the Roman Curia, which I appreciate for his earlier works ("Jesus Christ", "God Jesus Christ"), as well as his personal stance as a human (in Rome, we are almost neighbors) , wrote a book on the 50th anniversary his ordination. And so this morning I read a sentence that provoked me to an examination of conscience ...: "a priest in the original sense of the word should be a theologian, or someone who is talking about God and life, have always treated my existence as part of my theology of priestly existence. Announcement of the sermon was for me a serious theological question. " So when it came me today deliver his homily Sunday, I put the question whether it can deliver not just to grab the audience, to say: "It was a beautiful sermon," but deliver them to give them meaning and depth of faith, Christ delight, provoke to examine their attitudes ... Is the sermon is for me the real "theological issue" ... What I am a theologian? Is it at all so I am?
Kasper goes on: "Make friends with Jesus, truly for Him and His" things "are mad, to proclaim the kingdom of God as the kingdom of life, justice, holiness and peace - is what makes the priest, theologian, or someone who speaks about God, which has a genuine human face. In this way the priest can give answers to the most important existential questions, not only with his lips, but also his whole life. In this way the spiritual darkness of many people it can bring light, life and joy of becoming a servant of joy (2 Corinthians 1:24). " Strong observation! And the right way! Everything must start making friends with Jesus Christ! I like that term to "true for him and his" issues "crazy." Crazy for Christ. Crazy for the Gospel. Crazy for the Church. Crazy for a man. How many times in my life have I had such a sublime and beautiful desires? How many of them in me?
My impression is that more and more difficult to me to preach the Word of God. Emphasize the Word of God and not my own observations and comments ...

After the church. I'm heading for a walk to Hermanice. Walk takes me only 20 minutes. Drizzle and steaming earth more pleasant way, but I go. In Hermanice visit Dominican church. That's why I came here. I just keep rebuilding or repair of the interior. I look to the side chapel. There is a sizable tabernacle mounted on the column, chapel in the center of the image of Mary, on a red background wall. Above the picture of the inscription: "Mother of the Word of God" ... Exactly. Mother of the Word of God ... Everything in the subject. I kneel down and ask his mother: "Pray for me ...." I'm going

Retreat transflective above it all. My thoughts interrupted by a mobile phone ringtone. It's Helena and Antos. They came for a visit. After coffee and a piece of cake with the "delicacies", we went together on Równica. Despite the mist and walk gaworzymy. Nice this afternoon with "old friends.

Monday, June 29

celebration of Peter and Paul. Since this morning I'm in my thoughts Riposto, a small town in Sicily. It's one of those places on earth that I love very much. This particular charity has its own unique bit of history associated with sleep, which is something I write. In Riposto the main town square (so that market), near the port, stands the basilica dedicated to St. Peter. Feast of the patron saint is also the feast of the whole city. Prince of the Apostles to leave again today, his chapel, and a solemn procession led by the Bishop will zaniesiony the sea. They will sing, clap, and let no huge size of fireworks and firecrackers. Several years ago I preached a sermon in the novena before this solemn day. So I think today my lovely "ripostesi", ie residents Riposto. Yesterday I called Maurizio. He will provide greetings to all. We celebrate together. Disconnected, and yet close.

several days fascinates me with an intense aroma of blooming in July. During my walks I stop every now and then the fragrant trees, and revels in their fragrance. It reminds me of a trifle Kochanowski
"Visitor, sit under my leaves, and the rest for yourself!
Do you here the sun, I promise you,
nawysszej Although the flies into the sky, a simple rays
I bring into the trees shot their shadows. Here
cool breezes ever blow from the field zawiewają,
here nightingales, starlings sweetly here to complain about.
From my fragrant flower
industrious bees gather honey, which later graces noble tables. And I
his gentle whispers I can snadnie,
That man sweet sleep comes easily. Apples
Although not born, but you just put me as a strain
napłodniejszy in hesperyskim orchard. "

Probably never before not concentrating on the smell in July, as this year. He reminds us that summer is ... In conjunction with the landscape of Beskydy, evokes the fondest memories of my childhood and teenage years. Shrugs. Thawing. It touches me longings and desires. Nieogarnionego closer to the picture ... I'd like to stop and smell for a long time ...

Ustroń weeks and days have given me a chance to dream more often than usual, on life, on what before. This evening I sat down with a glass of cold (Czech) beer, somewhere in the middle of my evening walking tour. I looked at the people. I watched world. I like to watch, it's part of my nature. I asked what to do next ... I feel that I want to finish writing a job and leave for Tanzania. Although a bit. I know I'm needed there, that I promised. After all, pulls me to the African continent. I can not stand still. I have a strong need for action, a mission. But ... For some time, mostly to pray like this: "I may fulfill your will, O God." Just like that ... I let it be ...

Tuesday, June 30

tonight for the first time a few days can be could see the mountains. Misty rose cap. For how long?

read Kasper. There are many such statements, which constitute the material for meditation on the day of recollection. "Reading and meditating on the Scriptures must therefore play a major role in the priestly life. Not a private whim, but it is the source of the Word and the inspiration for the whole work of preaching and priests. " not only reading, but reading and meditating, or listening to the Scriptures ... How much do I need faith ...! Benedict XVI in one of Wednesday's catechesis of St. George. Paul said: "Faith is not a figment of our mind, the fruit of our reflection, is something new that we can not come up, and only we can accept as a gift, as a novelty, the creator of the Lord. Faith does not come from reading, but from listening. It is not just something internal, but the relationship with Someone. Assumed to meet the proclaimed news, presupposes the existence of another, who preaches and creates communion " (10 Dec 2008). Have the faith! To be able to open the gift, which she is. Living God. These are the deepest desires, with whom I walk, sometimes I stray up. Desire for a sincere, true ...

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