O marturisire...

Omul este un cuvant din carne si oase in care rasuna Ecoul divin! Am invatat de la Cei dragi mie ca cea mai puternica rugaciune poate ajunge pana la marginile Universului, mangaind vidul/neantul! 
Am invatat sa iert pe cel ce mi-a gresit pt ca am vazut, in adancul lui, Chipul Celui nevinovat ce iubeste curat. Am fost ranit atat de adanc incat fiinta mea incepuse sa fie inghitita de rana si m-am inchis in mine. Am iertat pe toti cei ce mi-au gresit, mai putin pe mine! Nu cutezam sa privesc cerul, dar credeam cu atat de multa tarie in El pt ca auzeam tot felul de lucruri frumoase venind de sus (prin inimile/gurile oamenilor) si-o voce care ma chema bland soptit: 'Eu te astept pt ca te iubesc neconditionat! Vino la Mine!' Dar nu indrazneam pt ca eram gol si murdar, si-atunci El a trimis potop de lacrimi asupra-mi ca sa ma spele si mi-a spalat si rana si mi-a cusut-o. Atunci am inceput sa ma deschid... si sa ma iert.
Prin gandire sunt un desfranat, prin vorbire ma aseman unui inger cazut pe pamant din Iubire, ca sa-si traiasca nebunia, iar prin fapte sunt doar un om. De fiecare data cand un om se naste, Dumnezeu creste in noi, invatand sa respire, sa traiasca, sa ierte si sa iubeasca din nou!
Nu sunt un om desavarsit, dar admir si pretuiesc desavarsirea. Sinceritatea este trasatura esentiala a crestinului autentic, cel care constientizeaza ceea ce inseamna numele de crestin (care vine de la Mantuitorul Iisus Hristos), respectandu-l/cinstindu-l si aparandu-l dupa bunavointa si putinta sa! Asa ca sa nu se mire nimeni daca imi voi permite sa-l admir pe domnul Gigi Becali, nu atat pt ceea ce spune, cat mai ales pt ceea ce face.
Tot ce am scris, tot ce scriu si tot ce voi scrie nu-mi apartine mie, ci poate numai maniera(modul) de a scrie este personala. Eu doar ma regasesc prin ceea ce scriu, asternandu-mi fiinta pe Hartie si descoperindu-mi identitatea prin cuvinte si prin scris!
Cand fiinta mea era cuprinsa de un ocean de intuneric, El m-a auzit strigandu-I numele in ajutor si mi-a luminat calea. El Insusi a spus ca cine 'umbla dupa El nu va umbla in intuneric ci va avea Lumina!' Va doresc sa gasiti pacea, infruntand curajosi furtuna, caci dupa furtuna, soarele apare intotdeauna mai stralucitor!

It made a difference for that one!

“Once upon a time, there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.
One day, as he was walking along the shore, he looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself at the thought of someone who would dance to the day, and so, he walked faster to catch up.
As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man, and that what he was doing was not dancing at all. The young man was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean.
He came closer still and called out "Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?"
The young man paused, looked up, and replied "Throwing starfish into the ocean."
"I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?" asked the somewhat startled wise man.
To this, the young man replied, "The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them in, they'll die."
Upon hearing this, the wise man commented, "But, young man, do you not realize that there are miles and miles of beach and there are starfish all along every mile? You can't possibly make a difference!"
At this, the young man bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, he said,
"It made a difference for that one.”
― Loren Eiseley