Todavía hay algo que resiste.
PRAYER FOR TODAY Dear God, You are good, faithful, and always on time. Thank You for this brand new day, for a fresh start, and for mercy that never runs out. Today, I lean on Your strength to tackle what feels tough. You, the Greater One, lives in me and I can do all things through Christ. Help me stay grounded when I win and filled with hope when things don’t go my way. Let my words build up, not tear down. I can’t do this alone, but with You? I’ve got all I need. In Jesus Name I pray, amen.
“Cuando ni una palabra pueda consolarte, quizá el silencio ayude.”
— Firthunands
A little while, and you will see me no longer. Again in a little while, and you will see me.
John 16:16
"His love is the light that no darkness can extinguish, and His sacrifice is the bridge that no sin can burn."
“There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. There will always be people in your life who will try to make you miserable. Don’t help them by doing the job yourself!”
— Laurell K. Hamilton
In the long and difficult effort of spiritual recovery, the Church does not separate the soul from the body. The whole man has fallen away from God; the whole man is to be restored, the whole man is to return. The catastrophe of sin lies precisely in the victory of the flesh -- the animal, the irrational, the lust in us -- over the spiritual and the divine. But the body is glorious, the body is holy, so holy that God Himself "became flesh." Salvation and repentance then are not contempt of the body or neglect of it, but restoration of the body to its real function as the expression and the life of the spirit, as the temple of the priceless human soul. Christian asceticism is a fight, not against the body but for the body. For this reason, the whole man -- body and soul -- repents. The body participates in the prayer of the soul just as the soul prays through and in the body.
--Rev Dr. Alexander Schmemann: Great Lent - Journey to Pascha
You can't measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange.
Milan Kundera