Returning home after the Eucharistic celebration of Christmas Eve listening to the terrible news of the killing of the priest during the celebration, I got on my knees and I prayed the Lord to forgive us, because once again we do not know what we do. During the prayer I have come back to the ears the words of Saint Peter: "Be sober brothers, watch ..." face of the misery in which so many brothers we are deeply provoked. We are driven to find a how to live sober, austere, essential, a Christian lifestyle that does not offend the poverty of others. It is a matter of conscience and consistency. It is not but to be. We could share a lot without anything, without grasping the lesson of the poor. We could be like those who used to go to bring candies and chocolates to those who did not have to eat, still remain on the other side of the fence without breaking down barriers. We can talk endlessly of the poor, our talk does not affect the reality. A charity disembodied suits the powerful, leaders and our consciences in search of easy alibi. The Samaritan teaches us to dismount, to put on a par with those in need. You must get the message and the challenge of poverty. The poor help us to live, to discover the essential, superfluous. We must be vigilant, be awake, not to fall into the tempting trap of daily life. In a society with deep social divisions, the incarnate love of the essential and the transcendent, knowing how to use all the extent of "time enough", "everything is yours but you are Christ and Christ is God." The more the just and what is necessary is a matter of charity and sharing, or a confession ....
The elegance of living and being The woman of beauty and elegance inner
celebrate or think Mary is like looking at a very high balcony where you can admire a vast panorama. How to go to a store or a supermarket where there are objects of the highest quality, where everything is classy, \u200b\u200bgreat, best, original and unbeatable. Do there is not enough to relate everything to that level of virtue and life. A true believer should be one that should live forever dissatisfied a steel tension to the values, the beauty and grandeur of life. can not be narcissistic, self-complacent and self-congratulatory self, of his virtues and achievements, but a spiritual seeker lover, a pilgrim, above all, a dreamer. His saying should be 'not enough'. I am not just my faith, my prayer, my devotion, my spiritual life, my contemplation, what I have achieved. Not enough for me none of my so-called virtues. There will never be enough, there will always overcome, because they are really endless, unattainable, which we know only the contours. A serious person can say the same for all dimensions of life. There is enough honesty? Our justice, fairness, consistency? There is enough for our loyalty. If we go deeper, more gentle in speech, then proclaims that every saint is not enough for her chastity, her virginity, our purity, in their own state of life, because they are target values \u200b\u200band build, day by day, to love, desire, dream, ask, on which appear, like Moses arrived on the promised land.
are boundless universe which is beyond us, the views that are revealed gradually, in life, like climbing a mountain widens the viewing angle. are actually taking consistent with the gradual discovery and closer to God
more we go to God, the more we enter into the light, reveal themselves and know the joys of the flesh and spiritual physicality. not only the life spiritual journey, progress, surpassing oneself but also every aspect of life, including moral as all the other is inseparable from spirituality. eternally 'dissatisfaction with ourselves, looking at Maria contemplate the full measure of life. She is 'the more', the beyond, what we lack, we desire, yearn, dream. Yes, she is our dream, and as the flesh of our dream. The dream come true. As a person or dream a reality and then meet her and say, 'here's what I wanted to see'! the final draft is complete, the total of my life. That's the goal, the program. That's all! Here's what I was looking for! Here what is enough for me! Behold the elegance of all aspects of life! Not the arrangement ol'accomodamento, a rough measure, a summary, a summary or a hint of the virtues but all!
In her there is all the fullness, the extent to overflowing! There is no saving on the virtues or values, the lower quality of virtue or a hoax. In her there is no addition of water, there's no 'wine not so good' but excellent wine.
You do not need to appear because it is.
not deceive because the truth has to sell.
have nothing to hide or cover you because everything is transparent and light. Elegance You are in the highest degree and compared to the very deepest fibers of living. Everything is splendid, everything is beautiful, everything is all smiles and joy that makes sense. Wonderful statues that depict why there are the effervescence of life.
The abundance of inner realization.
The explosion of happiness.
The overflow of the meaning of life.
The splendor of the chaste life.
The unboundedness of joy.
The immensity of fidelity.
The brightness of purity.
Everything has experienced the highest degree of elegance. The n deep down she is nothing but the 'have' our 'not yet'. Just look to you to find a path and a future .
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The Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God in the Mystery of Christ and the Church GIUSY FICARRA annunciatines
word of the vernacular of Bellarrosa - Holy Palmeri and author has collected, classified and ordered, terms and vocabulary of the dialect of Villarosa, making a 'truly original work. Poets such as Vincenzo de Simone had used the language for their work crystallizing the accumulation of culture that was produced in the language of the people of Villarosa. The vernacular as only unique, featuring every town Italy is a piece of history that engages in everyday language and is the memory of a territory. Villarosa in its history has known several migrations that have characterized and formed the local dialect, as pointed out by prof. Luigi Di Franco, who oversaw the preface to the volume of Palmeri. The author has created the conditions so that the linguistic identity of a country like Villarosa is not lost in time and preserve the memory of his people. 
20/11/2010 Appointment to the municipal library of Villarosa at 17 for presentation of the book with the author, prof. Di Franco and Mayor and Head of Culture. 
during the harvest, picking grapes, I thought the people in the Old Testament had been defined through the metaphor of the vine, GIUSY FICARRA annunciatines
Being on the threshold of the house of my God is better to dwell in the tents of wickedness. ( Psalm 84, 11 ) John Paul II used the expression of the effective threshold cross the threshold of the third millennium . This phrase has caused me and lit up a dimension of life that is beyond the present and the existing space. I wonder how many I have to cross the threshold into the spiritual life and see that they are always below the threshold of God, of goodness, light, hope, faith and charity. The threshold of my chapel tells me that are not yet final beyond but they are locked in mediocrity, the ordinary, the minimum required and sufficiency. is the eternal experience of "not yet" that can never embrace.
is the inability to overcome me, the fear of the unknown and the new.
and remain trapped by habit and achievements.
Dear friends of the blog in the last few weeks have been engaged in the renovation of the house in Sicily annunciatines here in Castanea. I wanted to experiment with his hands the hard work together with creativity, inventiveness and desire ... to quality that the Lord has given me. During the work I thought the image of Jesus, which was destroyed physically, but with a cane in hand, as something precious, royal scepter, a symbol of divinity has always attracted my attention. They put a reed in his right ( Mt 27, 29 ). The barrel, wood fragile image of weakness is in your hands : into your hands I commend my spirit (Lk 24, 46 ). not break a bruised reed, nor quench a wick the dull flame ( Mt 12, 20 ). You do not put it under your feet, do not take her to her knees to break it and throw it in the fire, but bring it with you as a sign of a love that does not stop even before the derision and the mockery and unites us and brings us to the Father! Our helplessness has value because Jesus is taken away but there transformed (Liturgy) . precious in the eyes of the Lord is the death of His faithful ( Ps 116 [115], 15 ). You carry it as a triumph, a trophy, an achievement. You came to earth to take upon Thee human frailty. On you I depend since womb, from my mother's womb You are my support ( Ps 71 [70], 6 ). What did you go to see in the desert? A reed shaken by the wind? ( Lk 7, 24 ). John, who is in prison for his unyielding demand for justice, there is a rod that bends. Contemplating Jesus with a rod in hand, we understand the consequential of his choices and his life, to the radical challenge to the absolute and total self. Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my game upon you and learn from me, for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest for your souls. My game indeed is easy and my burden is light ( Mt 11, 29 - 30 ). The Lord will complete its work for me. Lord, strengthen the work of our hands! ( Ps 138 [137], 8 ). God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong, God chose what is low and despised in the world and what is nothing to reduce to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast before God ( 1 Cor 1, 27 - 29 ). took away the reed and struck him on the head ( Mt 27, 30 ). Jesus, you are hit, wrought through our weakness, our weakness, which becomes against you, strength and power of evil. Rest upset, in contemplating your face, the effects of human pride and arrogance that, in you, take the appearance of aggression and violence unleashed. That cane and 'sign of the Cross of Christ which you load and dispersion of the flock. Strike the shepherd and the sheep will be scattered ( Mk 14, 27 ). Then all the disciples forsook, fled ( Mt 26, 56 ). There scattered, each for its own account and leave me alone ( Jn 16, 32 ). With a rod struck him on the cheek the judge of Israel ( Mk 4, 14 ). I will chasten him with the rod of men, and the shots that give the children of ( Es 15, 17 ). If God rips off our weakness, we are children of God and so we are ( 1 Jn 3 2 )! The human carnage and aggression man walked on and made insecure need to rising refer to the weakness of others. who has experienced the anger of the oppressed, the destructive mania of the downtrodden, the rebellion of the persecuted, can understand the mission of Jesus: preach good news to the poor, proclaim liberty to captives and sight to the blind, to set at liberty the oppressed, to proclaim the year of grace. ( Lk 4, 18 ) Jesus takes upon himself, in the barrel, an image of weakness and pain, every discomfort, every setback and every human rejection. He is the true human development, the sense of pain, raises the royal scepter barrel, rising for the full share of human suffering, making a scapegoat and victim of pranks and insults of trampled earth spewing up Jesus, meek and humble of heart ( Mt 11, 29 ), the bitter cup of their dissatisfaction and violence.
Dear friends of the blog, my delegation has asked me to write an article about the conference, how it is done and what has given me. I will try to share, in a nutshell, what I bring in from this wonderful experience. It all started Saturday, September 18, 2010 with the words written in the Statute of the founder of the item: "Spiritual Life" ... I shall implement in the first place, prayer, simple, easy, mandatory for everyone, drawing on sources of Christian spirituality: the Word of God "supreme rule of faith of the Church and the Liturgy that" strengthens the forces to preach the Christ "
On 18 and 19 September 2010 I attended the Regional Workshop Zone Sicily to the Shrine Center Mary Immaculate "Poggio San Francis (Pa). Everything has been centered on the source of Love Prayer, Communion with God and Embrace World . I have seen two large plants, placed at the entrance of the Sanctuary. I was attracted by the leaves that were popping up. Although microscopic, they had a sense. I have seen life began. As a child in the womb that is not complete but just sketched. I have seen life in miniature small. I thought the potential of a tiny creature that will grow up to bear fruit. Life is getting smaller, in order to become large, the magnitude is expressed fully and effectively in the smallness. In a shoot there is already a branch, leaves and fruit. And in the winter in an amorphous body rests, is the inherent life and the explosion of spring and summer. Everything in smallness, in weakness! What does a shoot, just a hint of life! Watching God is the process of the host I thought about the passage from Isaiah: He had no form or comeliness that we should look, feel and no beauty in him delight ( Is 53, 2 ) Yet the 'consecrated host is the bearer of life, the Giver of life itself! one little thing to the One who gives meaning to all things and calls into existence. From a few drops of wine to the Redemption of the Blood of Jesus is a miracle that expresses the method of God enter the smallness, weakness and enliven, enlivened from within, to express the beauty of beauties, the absolute magnitude. Be humble unless you change and become like children, will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. ( Mt 18, 3-4 ) Giuseppe Ficarra annunciatines
God is greater than our cuore.Il first commandment states categorically: Thou shalt not worship no other god, for the Lord name is Jealous, he is a jealous God ( Ex 34, 14 ), but probably in our minds and in our hearts no longer economic because we are delighted to build a God for our use and extent, a God ' I think '. Everyone makes its cuts, its shortening, pulls the sheet from his hand, imagine and build his Jesus as a tailor-made dress, takes the Gospel to his liking. Talking to people you realize that everyone has done its discounts to the faith and the Gospel, never opens the season clearance sales, discounts. It would be a lower price. The treasures of the faith can never go down to cost. The blood of Jesus shed for us buys and never loses value. If we put departed from him in a dimension of warmth of God's love, a gift, a sacrifice, a look, a fondness, a salvation. We allow ourselves to reach us from His love. This was the size of the Saints, like Francis of Assisi who looked to the Crucified One, not himself and was crying with love for him had the obsession to take anything away from the Gospel, to water down the depth prophetic and revolutionary. Asked and offered a Gospel 'sine glossa', without comment, without notes, literally, as it is. His conversion was due to an encounter with the Word of God and take it seriously, literally, without reason above. did nothing but obey Jesus who commanded us not to take away even one iota. Whosoever therefore shall break one of these precepts, however minimal, and teaches others to do the same will be called least in the kingdom of heaven. Who does them and teaches them shall be called great in the kingdom of heaven. (Mt 5.19 ) The summit of bad faith is the manipulation of the word, to justify our behavior: it is true that the Bible says ... but I ... We should also take away the clothes off of the frame Wear those of dispossession of self, humility and obedience in Christ and the Church. Giuseppe Ficarra annunciatines
I rejoice in the shadow of your wings. ( Ps 63, 8 ). It's a great feeling to feel the caress of the wings of God at times in heavy noise which is around obstacles and struggles. It's a wonderful feeling, to feel the security that covers me, covers me and protects me. Visit to the shelter of His wings that form the protective barrier between me and the world, between me and evil. If I walk through the dark valley I fear no evil: for thou art with me. Your rod and your staff they comfort me . (Ps. 23, 4) is like prayer, it makes me feel the strength and power. Prayer becomes a defense of God in which my weakness and my insecurity disappears. I find consistency under His protection and love of life. Very expressive images of the Madonna with the people gathered, protected and hidden under his coat. Beautiful Marian prayer: "Under your protection Mother of God we seek refuge, O Holy Mother of the Redeemer. Holy Mary Mother of God and our Mother. Mother does not despise our prayers, we cry to thee in affliction, Holy Mother of the Redeemer. Deliver us always from all dangers, O Glorious Holy Blessed Virgin Mother of the Redeemer ". How sweet and pleasant it is to feel spiritually and physically caressed by the wings of God, touched, touched inwardly by His presence. will cover you with his feathers under his wings you will find refuge. His faithfulness will be your shield and buckler ( Ps 91, 4-5 ). refugees from the men in the shadow of your wings, they are filled of your house and they drink from the stream of your delight. E 'in you the source of life, in your light we see light . ( Ps 36, 80 to 10 ) We are precious in the eyes of the Lord: Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me in the shadow of your wings ( Ps 17, 9 ). How big are the wings of God, how sweet refuge to gather the whole world. Under His wings evil loses its consistency, that danger becomes far; insecurity is exceeded, it feels omnipotent, the omnipotence of God: I can do all things in him who strengthens me . ( Phil 4 13). As is the noble Lord is room for everyone, not your space is cramped, never run, as His mercy. In peace I lie down and soon I fall asleep: you alone, O Lord, make me safe rest ( Sal 4, 8 ), because I have no fear in the shelter of your heart. The Lord, like the Good Samaritan, the inn of your heart, and end up wounds, pouring oil and wine, and pay in advance for us. Sometimes it is looking for me when I lost, like a mother hen looking for her chicks from all sides. I collect bad shape and took me with him in safe place. One thing I ask of the Lord, that will I seek: to dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to taste the sweetness of the Lord and to behold his temple . ( Ps 27 4) The wings of God, give shelter to the heart and mind hungry and stressed out. In him we find true peace and total. In God alone my soul at rest, he has become my salvation. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my rock of defense: I stand firm . ( Ps 62, 2-3 ) During my life I have tried so many other places of welcome and I have found anxiety and pain. With S. Augustine I cry out: "Late have I loved, I tried, I found myself, I appreciated you and you I considered indispensable," beauty so old and so new! " free my life from their violence, from the fangs of the lions are my only good ( Ps 35, 17 ).
For me there is nothing more beautiful, sweet and great to find a place in the heart of Jesus
Giuseppe Ficarra annunciatines
