Sunday Mass ... Hands Free I was at Mass in my country. It was the second Sunday of Advent and we were approaching Christmas. In the middle put the priest, a man of 31 years from the face nice, he began preaching in his usual special way. Instead of talking like all priests are normal, he entertained the people almost always take as an example the children every Sunday sitting in the front rows, perhaps asking them questions.
This time he took a child who came to himself.
"Now I will say this child's ear to do something for me .."
The child who was standing in front of the priest was six years old, a tired face, looked a little sickly smile and an almost fatigued. He had a bandage on his forehead covering his sopracciaglio right, and a sweater. The child went to walk the middle row all the people scrutinizing the benches. He spent only close Central to the file, then returned to the priest.
"How many do you count?" said the priest.
"Sixteen .." so the boy replied.
"So few? Well then .. I'll explain .. I asked the child to count among the banks that he believes all people are happy. I wonder why I have invented something so absurd .. Well here he is good news. It 's been in about two hundred people and only sixteen him smile without fear. Those sixteen people were happy that he has seen happy and had to rely on. The others will probably not have given too much weight, maybe they were too busy to think to another, or have not had the courage worth a smile.
You see, he is the good news that walked between these two hundred lives, and was met by only a few. We will not say his name, but if you want I may venture to call him Jesus
We are often too busy to think about our work, our business, our problems and difficulties, which we do not appreciate the good that we are moving just below our eyes. Like a child walking down the street.
We do not see the small miracles every day that we cross our way, but unfortunately often let get away because we think we feel good anyway.
Christmas to which we are approaching it is through the eyes of this child. It is in the husband, wife. It is located in the neighbor who often do not endure, but it would be nice if we had not afraid to smile. "
The child sat down. The priest concluded.
" The hope is that I'll always try to accommodate in your life that much that is good in what do and we are done. To smile sincerely for small miracles, or small children, through which God manifests itself every day. "
