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.
is the fear of throwing out of the nest.
I am always faced with this crossroads. They are called to go through and cross the threshold of matter and flesh, to make myself a spiritual person, able to fly with wings of prayer. Conquer it and use it as a tool and means to go to God I need to cross the threshold of prayer and to walk more than the already known and explored. Instead, generally, paralyzed by fear, I stop, thinking they had done enough. Yet that is just the beginning of the "spiritual. I need to cross the threshold of silence, to swim in, to breathe, to feed, to draw essences and flavor, but still scary and I do not even attempt to taste it. However, it is the womb of prayer where it is generated, is also the food, the food which it eats.
I need to cross the threshold of pure prayer, in itself, to pray to pray, prayer emptied from the ego, to breathe the prayer of Jesus, to take on the Church's prayer, to seek because God is God, to desire to stand in front of your face, because of losing human perceptions reveal God in us. But that door is always there and I always here, dissatisfied, like Martha, busy doing things for God instead of themselves for God and what God
are also below the threshold of the intercession of God to bring the joys and hopes, anxieties and anguish of others who often remain outside the door of prayer. That threshold is stuck in my flesh, my heart and in my mind as goad dell'inappagamento as the thorn in the flesh of S. Paul. Like a veil, like a mist, like a cloud that covers me and keeps me from relationships and open myself. It is to be confronted with an impenetrable mystery. It's my hard bark, my rich strength that prevents me to open myself to the enjoyment of spiritual life, a spiritual horizon without boundaries and borders, opening to a great God, and immense as God Prayer is like the lightning rod on houses, preventing, and defending free from dangers and weaknesses. It is a powerful weapon against all evil, it gives strength and resources to the venture well. But I barricaded me in a timid prayer, without trying to cross the threshold of courage and daring that I would install at the lair of the wolf and flush him out with the power of prayer. For this reason I have not experienced that evil is afraid of the courage of faith and prayer. There is also a prayer that soothes, comforts, heals the spirit, gives peace, calm the stormy waters of the heart, cross the threshold of peace, enter into its place and its space: In God alone my soul at rest ; him my salvation. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my rock of defense: I stand firm.
( Psalm 62, 2-3 )
Prayer has many dimensions together and it is difficult and rare that I can try them all. I hear the prayer incomplete, not relevant to the needs and life around me, and that does not respond to all requests for prayer in me and around me. It is difficult and rare to be beyond the threshold of prayer, I have answered all your needs. There is also the threshold of sin, the destruction that can pass through without even being aware. I have experienced then the Lord drew me out of there by the hair: I snatch from death's door ( Psalm 9, 14 ). And already touched the threshold of death . ( Psalm 107, 18 )
I am always with empty hands to God and to offer the world and with an empty heart like a tank that emits an echo, causing anxiety, as the eternal pilgrim , hungry and begging for prayer. I saved the last steel hoping threshold - as the last train of life - that of eternal life that I do not want to miss. The Feast of All Saints offers the prospect of heaven, which is the goal to which we aspire. There it waits for the great multitude of saints who praise God in peace and joy. We find too many loved ones with whom we shared life here on earth. The celebration of All Souls is an invitation to prayer for the souls who are in purgatory, and to which we can hasten the entry into heaven. This is a great charity to which we must exercise our loved ones and the most abandoned souls, for which no one prays. These days we also have the option of applying to one of these souls a plenary indulgence to these conditions:
-Confession and Communion, with a spirit detached from all sin, even venial, for each plenary indulgence
- From November 1 to 8, go to the cemetery and pray for the dead
-From noon until the end of a Nov. 2 visit a church, reciting the Creed, the Our Father and a prayer for the Holy Father's intentions (eg, Pater, Ave and Gloria).
that participation in liturgical celebrations of these days will strengthen our belief in eternal life and our commitment to achieve it.
GIUSY FICARRA annunciatines
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