Tuesday, May 24, 2005

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What is the Homeland

La Patria
you and me and the home that supports us.
The tomb of our fathers
and the garden of our house.
The country is the sky blue
dawning in your window

rugged mountains and watch you and keep you.
The country is the clean pride
history happens to us, is the uncertain future


where you put your hope and your desire to be
Argentina each morning.
Parental
are your customs and the language you speak.
wheat bread you eat is also
piece of homeland.
La Patria is the Our Father
you pray for morning
and blue and white
puts that knot in your throat.
The country is the pulse of your blood
joyful uproar,
because the future is yours
also be in the country.
The country is
have faith in your parents and your home as all you

you will miss the country.

Author: José Luis Santiago
Adaptation: Peter Giunta


heard it was Dr. Peter Giunta at a recent conference on "Culture" and asked her to post it.
not usually happen to me, but this time I cried during the applause that followed his talk. The funny thing is that, then when I wrote, I went to thank y. .. I saw he was crying.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

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Memories of a catechist

few years ago, in times of Adoration in the Blessed night near Retreat, held long conversations with a friend, Carlos.

In the place had a booth where you could talk lazy days before or after their shift of Worship.

There, one night Carlos told me in front of the Temple someone stopped to ask you something. Carlos replied to your question and then said:

- Sir, would accompany me to enter the Temple?
- Me? No. Long ago did not go into a church.
- is to enter just me.

After a short conversation in which Charles insisted that he just wanted to come inside, the rate agreed.

Having finished his story, Carlos tried to change the subject.

- wait a sec. What happened? "I asked.
- nothing, "said Carlos, once we were inside he said," Thank you "and left.
- Y. .. Did not you wait outside?
- No.
- Y. .. "You would not know how long he stayed inside?
- No.
- I do not understand. What is the point? "I insisted disoriented.
- The point is that I did what I had to do, otherwise God does.

What? Catechesis pure! There

clearly saw the first defect that can drop a catechist: Do what belongs and get to do what is God's work.

God says through the mouth of Isaiah:

"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways" (55.8)

It is not about the exercise here of human prudence, but prudence plays a role. It is the presence of the gifts of the Holy Spirit, at least four intellectuals, Wisdom, Understanding, Understanding and Council.

And really, what Carlos did not know if it was, humanly speaking, wise or unwise. For example, who could estimate Cross as a prudent means to cause the total redemption of man?

I do not know if Carlos was the exercise of prudence, but the gifts ... if they were. There

decided I wanted to be like Carlos.

still want to be like him.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Is Lipoma Dangerous ?

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GMeil Anyone want? I got 50 more to go around.
upon request, I send the invitation.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

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The impossible love

amazes me to think how few are the things that have accompanied me in life. Served in the sense of "motivated", "motor."

If I listed probably forget some. So just saying that this gloss was one of them.

The author, who told him to write a little less than a cannon, he liked to sign his writings under the pseudonym "Bernardo del Carpio", honoring the legendary English knight. For this reason withhold his name.

gloss of impossible love

Idea, verse, picture, shape, pink elusive.
is their naked beauty, nudity dress.
I dehoja the anguish of knowing her unattainable and intact.
Unveiled, dreaming love others lived, dawn finds me awake what dream rose sleep sleep I steal?
When I climbed the mountain was always a higher summit.
I did to the sea, The waves mocked me. Rema, galley slaves, the island is no ports, not the find. "I walked
long hours to see which way the rose will always be elusive dodging me?
impossible for this love I turned away from other loves.
It offered me water, I prefer my thirst.
Maybe one day the rose will be as given, if leave to search. Is
death, dawn, peak, island and "our end, without end" of the road?
be intact in pink, the find
death.


Bernardo del Carpio

Monday, May 9, 2005

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The sun of 25 human

Each year, as we approach the May 25, I feel this inner contradiction. Should we celebrate? Should we celebrate? Should we pray? Should we ... mourn?.

It occurs to me that this is like having a relative in intensive care. On his birthday, some family members come with caps and rattles wishing happy birthday, other relatives go through the path of the hospital as if they knew anything about the birthday or the patient. Others across the street, yelling at the patient as his death wish or less, want not restored.

I do not belong to any of these groups.

I've read enough on May 25, 1810. I know who are their heroes. Who has given birth to my country. I also believe that, if awakened, not identify with the family described.

What should we do? Do not know about you, but I festejaré minimally conmemoraré spartanly, pray and cry and hopefully exaggerated virility.

When the sun rises from 25, go to intensive care, no whistles or balloons come in, sit down and take the country by the hand. I will say Happy Birthday! With a smile and try to listen his voice, and if I respond, you peguntaré: What can your child?

Tuesday, May 3, 2005

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Of all the hymns of the Liturgy of the Hours, I like most is this. Since he had read yesterday (Monday of the second week of the Psalter) at Lauds, were it not that we are at Easter time, it occurred to me to put it to share. Potter

man, working hand
, in the deep mud initial
summon the birds to the first dawn,
the grass, the first animals.

the morning I look, made of light concrete,
of pure space and earth dawn.
the morning I find you, Vigor, Origin, Meta
sound of rivers of life.

The tree takes shape, and water melody recent
your hands are in the pink;
thickens the world's wealth at noon, and you
heart in everything.

no breeze, if not encourage it, mount, if you're inside,
or loneliness that do not play hard.
Everything's presence and grace. Living is the meeting:
you, by the light, man, death.

to be over sin! Look, it's desdecirte
leave so much beauty in so much war. That man
not force you, Lord, to repent
one day giving him the keys of the earth.
Amen.

Monday, May 2, 2005

Piano Shaped Cake Board

Potter Family Congress

After two months of preparation, Congress finally did at the College of the boys.

Worked on attacks against the family from four points of view. From the media, from science, from legal and from culture. There were four speakers who came from out of town. The four excellent.

The thing started on Friday with the opening Mass. For after we had assembled the exhibition "The human face of" in an exhibition hall of the People. It shows that we spent the UCA to present during the Congress days.

During the Saturday we attended the four conferences, and then we split into four committees to draw conclusions on each topic.

Yesterday the Whole, the closing Mass and then we ate a leg that was great.

were almost two hundred people-just under 2% of the population, and we agreed to continue getting together to discuss the themes.

I think we should keep doing these things. For he who does not love does not know and who does not love is not compromised.