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C.R.I.-E.V.H. - n°05 2006 part 2
C . R.I. – E.V.H. n5
De même, aujourd’hui, l’homme est à la recherche de Dieu, mais c’est uniquement en cherchant en lui qu’il peut retrouver et comprendre son unité avec Dieu. C’est seulement lorsque vous rechercherez en profondeur, que vous pourrez réaliser que Dieu est en vous et également à l’extérieur.
He said: ‘Put all your sorrows in the Black and all your joys in the Gold.’
When you are born, you are not born with garlands and necklaces. You have no pearls or diamonds. You have no golden ornaments. But around your neck hangs the garland of your past karma. And when you die you do not take anything with you except the consequences of your good and evil actions. You are always decked with the invisible garland of your inexorable karma which pursues and burdens you.
The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reaction. I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say, hello anyway.....so, I thought, this would be a piece of cake literally. Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonalds, one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special play time with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch...an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible "dirty body" smell... and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was "smiling"..his beautiful sky blue eyes: were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally deficient and the blue eyed gentle man was his salvation. I held my tears......as I stood there with them. I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you...God is here working through me to give you hope." I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, "That is why God gave you to me honey.... to give me hope." We held hands for a moment and at that time we knew that only because of the Grace were we able to give. We are not church goers but we are believers. That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love. I returned to college, on th e last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in "my project" and the instructor read it....then she looked up at me and said, "Can I share this?" I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings (part of God) share this need to heal. In my own way I had touched the people at Mc Donalds, my husband, son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student. I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn... unconditional acceptance..... after all ....we are here to learn!
I was walking along the beach with god, and Across the skies flashed scenes from my life. And i noticed that those were the saddest and loneliest part of my life. I don’t understand why you left my side when i needed you most ...” God said: " My precious child , I never left you , during that time of sadness , When you can see only one set of foot prints ... I was carrying you ..."
You must have watched a bird sitting on a branch that is swaying in the wind. It is unafraid, because it places more confidence in its wings than on the branch. It knows that at any moment, it can take to its wings and leave that uncertain perch. The branch is the world and the wings are the grace of the Lord. Rely upon the grace of the Lord and you will not come to any harm. But, if you trust world and rely entirely upon the
"I was 16 years old and living with my parents at the institute my grandfather had founded 18 miles outside of Durban, South Africa, in the middle of the sugar plantations. We were deep in the country and had no neighbours, so my two sisters and I would always look forward to going to town to visit friends or go to the movies. One day, my father asked me to drive him to town for an all-day conference, and I jumped at the chance. Since I was going to town, my mother gave me a list of groceries she needed and, since I had all day in town, my father ask me to take care of several pending chores, such as getting the car serviced. When I dropped my father off that morning, he said, 'I will meet you here at 5:00 p.m., and we will go home together.' After hurriedly completing my chores, I went straight to the nearest movie theatre. I got so grossed in a John Wayne double-feature that I forgot the time. It was 5:30 before I remembered. By the time I ran to the garage and got the car and hurried to where my father was waiting So, dressed in his suit and dress shoes, he began to walk home in the dark on mostly unpaved, unlit roads. I couldn't leave him, so for five-and-a-half hours I drove behind him, watching my father go through this agony for a stupid lie that I uttered. I decided then and there that I was never going to lie again. I often think about that episode and wonder, if he had punished me the way we punish our children, whether I would have learned a lesson at all. I don't think so. I would have suffered the punishment and gone on doing the same thing. But this single non-violent action was so powerful that it is still as if it happened yesterday. That is the power of non-violence."
"Daddy, may I ask you a question? "Yeah, what is it?" replied the man.
"Oh," the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?" The father was furious. "If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games." The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. After an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. And he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the little boy's room and opened the door. "I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for." The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills and counted them. The man, seeing the boy already had money, started to get angry again. "Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled. "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?" If this touched you, well… think about it. And do something now so that YOUR child never asks this to you!
The only time spent together is in front of the blaring T.V. Parents MUST find time for their children, not to read out lessons, not to advice them on honesty and sacrifice… but just to be with them, listen to them, and give them the feeling that ‘someone cares’.A child brought up with Love does not have to be taught honesty, sacrifice or kindness.
Though the weather that morning was questionable and clouds were forming, she made her daily trek to the elementary school. As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped up, along with thunder and lightning. The mother of the little girl felt concerned that her daughter would be frightened as she walked home from school, and she herself feared that the electrical storm might harm her child. Following the roar of thunder, lightning, like a flaming sword, would cut through the sky. Full of concern, the mother quickly got into her car and drove along the route to her child's school. As she did so, she saw her little girl walking along, but at each flash of lightning, the child would stop, look and smile. Another and another were to follow quickly, each with the little girl stopping, looking at the streak of light and smiling. Finally, the mother called her over to the car and asked, 'Dearest.....what are you doing? The child answered, 'Oh Mum look.....God loves me sooo... much! He just keeps on clicking pictures of me!' May God Bless you today, whatever storm you are facing!!
Pense toujours que tout ce qui t’arrive, te revient, t’advient, est ce qui est le mieux pour toi, et que c’est ton devoir de découvrir dans quelle mesure.
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died, leaving us with a tiny, premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator)? We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways. "All right" I said: "put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died. During prayer time, one ten-year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual "Please, God" she prayed, "Send us a hot water bottle today. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon." While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, "And As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say: "Amen"? Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there on the veranda was a large 22-pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children. Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out. Yes, a brand new, rubber hot water bottle. Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully-dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted! Of course, I replied! "Before they call, I will answer." (Isaiah 65:24) When you receive this, say the prayer. That's all you have to do.
*** Ô, Bien-aimé de mon âme, ressens à travers moi, c’est si difficile de ressentir les vrais besoins des autres, quand ils sont si différents des nôtres. *** Ô, Bien-aimé de mon âme, parle à travers moi, que mes paroles soient, ce que les autres ont besoin d’entendre. *** Ô, Bien-aimé de mon âme, vois à travers moi, que mes yeux voient dans tout ce qui existe le reflet de Ta présence. *** Ô, Bien-aimé de mon âme, agis à travers moi, que mon corps, soit l’instrument pour accomplir ce que Tu attends de moi. *** Ô, Bien-aimé de mon âme, aime à travers moi, que j’apprenne à m’aimer et à aimer les autres comme Toi Tu nous aimes ; d’un Amour Inconditionnel, Universel qui donne et n’attend rien en retour. *** Ô, Bien-aimé de mon âme, respire à travers moi, que je sois en union avec l’Univers, et conduis-moi de l’irréel au Réel, de l’obscurité vers la Lumière, de la mort vers l’Immortalité et, que règne la Paix dans tous les mondes.
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