Corrado Augias: “…When Ruini took over the reins of the Cei it had a quite humble organization as well as its resources and its influence. After 16 years of his government, it turned out to be a real center of power, among the most influent. It mainly became an institution provided with plentiful funds that can be distributed according to its indisputable judgment…”.
I notice: Ruini was the real and most concrete Wojtyla who, meanwhile, spilled over the masses the vulgar golden rain of his false humanity.
Jacques Ellul: «Making people’s life longer artificially (means) robbing people of the most important moment of their life, death».
Christ, I Am, Father of Abraham, I adore You.
The principle of the principles is mercy.
The I of things has a name, that is Christ.
We are saved, better, we are through our faith in God, a faith rich in positive acts (“works”).
Delicate the morning dew
Like the voice of the Resurrected in the garden
“Mary”
man is an alloy of shit and gold.
Christ, man of the renewal, was born in spring, died in spring.
Even the damned have to be loved. Not for their choices but for their essence. The same for the demons. The Logos said also metaphysically: love your enemies.
Death is unfair. Come Sun of justice, rise to justify Your creation.
The Messiah is God Himself self-sending.
If Paul had not been recognized and accepted by the “columns” in his vocation of the Gentile, he would have not hesitated to build the church of the Gentile without the assent and the approval of Jerusalem. In Paul’s veins the blood of biblical prophets runs.
The current Pauline’s year cleverly obscures such a simple and theologically incredible truth.
And the young gipsy girl came out of the bar with a piece of silver card given by the Neapolitan barman. She made a shawl with it. And she danced with the earth around the sun.
The condom is an authentic life-preserving.
Here lies Benedict XVI. He always taught, never learnt.
Without the much unusual gifts of God he would not have made it. They gave him energy and joy.
Believe in Love and love. If you cannot believe in Love, love anyway. The Carthusian’s cosmic synthesis.
To a spiritual daughter of his: defects must not be dealt with directly. Submerge yourself in Love and you will find yourself transformed.
He dreamt of flying on Pegasus, the mythical horse. No thrill. While he was coldly analyzing data and coordinates.
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