Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Disconnection Service

NOT forget! Love







heart or soul ... myself ... man ... or the closet hidden inner being. . you hide this secret? There are people who live on stage or in other words just float ... supraviţuiesc. What have they in addition to the dumb? Different aspect the body ... But there are people who have discovered the meaning of life and learned how to breathe in the Spirit, have learned to be ... or more correctly have left teaching. Who are they? Genuine Christians who allow God to exist in their lives. And among them who choose to speak, on me personally fascinates me ... the hermit, who in a moment of his life he felt inside his pant ...















So hermit ... I always wondered what it calls a man to leave everything he has and to go into the wilderness? Some believe this act crazy, illogical, meaningless. But so be it? I think the answer is found by reference. So depends on what I bring when I report this problem. If I have to take time as a pagan society led by purely material interests is more than crazy. But I have to report me to someone who provides me eternal existence, the One who is very objective ... to God. And I like to see a meaning to come down for a moment deep in my being. And now I went down and that is where I feel surrounded by darkness. And yet I'm not afraid. I insist to remain a moment I read once that there is the brightest place in a man. How to turn on a light? I know! God is Light! So he must enlighten me or he must enlighten me self! And how can I know Him to come! I'll call him "Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on me !"... My heart began to beat ... if zvâcnească and willing to exceed the one place and at the same time almost! How would this happen? Where e? There? Yes! Is empty! E wilderness / pustiul...acolo are closer to Heaven but almost in lock time brothers! How curious ... though they are away from people, yet I feel closer to that love that makes them wear away time and space that separates us and makes me cry for them and love them more and more. But not my love for my soul but it is powerless to Spirit that dwelt in me ... Since when? From the moment I felt a pang in me ... miss a twitch and a desert ...





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