sábado, 1 de fevereiro de 2014

Leituras que me traduzem

"When you keep going anxiously to the mailbox in the hope that someone 'out there' has thought about you; when you keep wondering if and what your friends are thinking of you; when you keep having hidden desires to be a somewhat exceptional person in this community; when you keep having fantasies about guests mentioning your name; when you keep looking for special attention from the abbot or any one of the monks; when you keep hoping for more interesting work and more stimulating events - then you know that you haven't even started to create a little place for God in your heart.

When nobody writes anymore; when hardly anyone even thinks of you or wonders how you are doing; when you are just one of the brothers doing the same things as they are doing, not better or worse; when you have been forgotten by people - maybe then your heart and mind have become empty enough to give God a real chance to let His presence be known to you."

Henri Nouwen, The Genesee Diary - report from a Trappist monastery (1976)

1 comentário:

Ana Rute Oliveira Cavaco disse...

ou como diria tb o Chesterton: quanto mais auto-estima conquistamos, mais as nossas portas estão cerradas para Jesus.