Yesterday when I posted that short post sull'SMS, I really wanted to dwell in a broader discussion, but I did and I let it go that way. Has been perhaps the weariness of work this week I saw a few extra problems than usual, or perhaps the family atmosphere which I did not want too Subtitles, and then some thoughts have been muddled in my head.
Now destatomi the afternoon nap that, as an aspirant senior, I can not now escape to on weekends, I feel the urge to open your laptop in an attempt to bring order to flow with all those words that crowd the exit as a frightened crowd that is likely to be injured through a keyhole.
I wrote that Nature attempts to flee the cold and death and so it is for men. We have devised many ways to warm us and keep us safe and we can ensure a comfortable climate without the need to migrate elsewhere. But no death, that we can not keep it out forever. With a few skills we can put off a bit 'appointment, but in the end we have to fly there.
seemed to go okay, so many plans for the immediate and any dreams for the future. We arrabatta with the difficulties of every day, we get angry for silly. Other times our anger is deserved because the injustice is bigger, because the mistake seems incurable. Yet every day still managed to snatch a smile. Yes, life is beautiful and full of pleasant things and the less beautiful but yet to stimulate us and make us bring out the best of us.
And so suddenly, between the head and neck, may sometimes be overwhelmed by something that seems devastating at the time. A few headaches, a bit 'of dizziness, difficulty in expressing themselves and need to be accompanied. Then the diagnosis and emergency surgery for a glioma. Life expectancy does not exceed two years. The diagnosis is a certain conviction: slowly but surely.
Yes, I know. We all have to die. Who even before birth, others just in coming to light. Others after few weeks. Some infancy or while they were the first races to get out of school. Some in the prime of adolescence. Others a few months of marriage. Some unlucky few months after marriage. Others without having seen a child, another with a baby on the way, still others with a young son to raise. Many without the joy of a grandchild, many children in her arms after taking their children. Some having come a long way and be willing to stop now.
But if we are not desperate, do not yearn to die. It will also be a PITA, but we are good the same and do not want to take that train, we are not anxious for anything to climb.
Sometimes I wonder if there was another way. I can understand that it is fair to give the greeting, especially when the journey was long and arduous and has lived with intensity every day rather than letting go adrift. The good things that, unfortunately, we were able to do, and will also teach others to do likewise. Somehow we will continue to be, the thought of a child, in memory of a brother, in the longing of a father or a mother.
If the goal is to live as long as possible, then lucky ones who reach the threshold of the eighties and beyond. Those who run, albeit slow, unsteady steps, over ninety, the strongest since beyond a hundred years. No, it does not. the goal is not to stay alive and earn the biggest pile of spring.
If the grain does not die, can not bear fruit. There is no greater love than who offers his life for his friends. As I did, so do you. I did not come to be served but to serve. Who wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake shall find it. So many answers that we seek, and that no one seems able to give us, we can find in the Gospel.
For many now are a good old-fashioned fairy tale. For others, a story never known until the end. For still others never heard an announcement. No one has ever seen God Jesus said: He who sees me sees the Father because I am in him and he in me and together we form one.
If this is so, the purpose of life is already mapped out: to love God above all and love one another as ourselves. And then, if the goal is love, will not be as important as we lived, but what we have been able to love and then death will no longer frighten us.
Now destatomi the afternoon nap that, as an aspirant senior, I can not now escape to on weekends, I feel the urge to open your laptop in an attempt to bring order to flow with all those words that crowd the exit as a frightened crowd that is likely to be injured through a keyhole.
I wrote that Nature attempts to flee the cold and death and so it is for men. We have devised many ways to warm us and keep us safe and we can ensure a comfortable climate without the need to migrate elsewhere. But no death, that we can not keep it out forever. With a few skills we can put off a bit 'appointment, but in the end we have to fly there.
seemed to go okay, so many plans for the immediate and any dreams for the future. We arrabatta with the difficulties of every day, we get angry for silly. Other times our anger is deserved because the injustice is bigger, because the mistake seems incurable. Yet every day still managed to snatch a smile. Yes, life is beautiful and full of pleasant things and the less beautiful but yet to stimulate us and make us bring out the best of us.
And so suddenly, between the head and neck, may sometimes be overwhelmed by something that seems devastating at the time. A few headaches, a bit 'of dizziness, difficulty in expressing themselves and need to be accompanied. Then the diagnosis and emergency surgery for a glioma. Life expectancy does not exceed two years. The diagnosis is a certain conviction: slowly but surely.
Yes, I know. We all have to die. Who even before birth, others just in coming to light. Others after few weeks. Some infancy or while they were the first races to get out of school. Some in the prime of adolescence. Others a few months of marriage. Some unlucky few months after marriage. Others without having seen a child, another with a baby on the way, still others with a young son to raise. Many without the joy of a grandchild, many children in her arms after taking their children. Some having come a long way and be willing to stop now.
But if we are not desperate, do not yearn to die. It will also be a PITA, but we are good the same and do not want to take that train, we are not anxious for anything to climb.
Sometimes I wonder if there was another way. I can understand that it is fair to give the greeting, especially when the journey was long and arduous and has lived with intensity every day rather than letting go adrift. The good things that, unfortunately, we were able to do, and will also teach others to do likewise. Somehow we will continue to be, the thought of a child, in memory of a brother, in the longing of a father or a mother.
If the goal is to live as long as possible, then lucky ones who reach the threshold of the eighties and beyond. Those who run, albeit slow, unsteady steps, over ninety, the strongest since beyond a hundred years. No, it does not. the goal is not to stay alive and earn the biggest pile of spring.
If the grain does not die, can not bear fruit. There is no greater love than who offers his life for his friends. As I did, so do you. I did not come to be served but to serve. Who wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake shall find it. So many answers that we seek, and that no one seems able to give us, we can find in the Gospel.
For many now are a good old-fashioned fairy tale. For others, a story never known until the end. For still others never heard an announcement. No one has ever seen God Jesus said: He who sees me sees the Father because I am in him and he in me and together we form one.
If this is so, the purpose of life is already mapped out: to love God above all and love one another as ourselves. And then, if the goal is love, will not be as important as we lived, but what we have been able to love and then death will no longer frighten us.
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