happens almost every day of being hit by something new ... can be a person, or simply a reflection that leads us to someone, or confidence that so suddenly a friend of mine relies ...
today it happened to me (thanks !)... and I'm meditating eli about why I chose this option on my expectations, and what are willing to make me cancel my humanity from these studies, many elements, and now I own a few.
Meanwhile, I propose a text ... aspiring medical friends think, think.
from "ask an account to God" by Renato Corrado,
Chapter 20
DEATH DOES NOT WANT THE STUPID
One day I read a quote from Chekhov: the death wants the stupid. I found, as we say today, results in publishing. And I tried to understand the meaning that the author had wanted to give to that phrase. Or rather I tried to give the sense that the more I seemed valid. I was reminded of these words of the Gospel, the kingdom of God is near. The first reaction is to say here, I accept that. Death, yes that is near and we have so often seen at work. But this is not a nice thought, does not make you dor-mire, then we are told that we must think of death as a doorway, through which you can enter the kingdom of God, the land where honey flows in streams Alvi and the wolf grazes with the sheep.
But when we say that something is close not only because it is next time. Near also means the next space. For time the Gospel was more difficult to understand the kingdom of God as physical proximity ca. Jesus, who is the incarnation of God and a tangible sign of his reign, was close to the apostles. He was close to Peter, John, to Mary Magdalene. But he said that he was also close to Francis, Clare, and their lives we can, with a bit of faith, give them the assurance that the kingdom
had not only sought but also found. But then it is also close to me, and my children. Wrong to think so, now as then, that (v) is, once and for all and for all. The proximity of time but it is not physical.
Life is the story of asking staff to research the kingdom of God, or from a perspective laica, del senso stesso della vita. Quando si parla di un regno si pensa a uno spazio fisico, delimitato da confi­ni. La conquista di questo tipo di regno non penso sia possederlo ma diventarne cittadini, senza peraltro aver sicura conoscenza del sovrano; infatti non si dice che Dio è vicino, che puoi entrare nel suo palazzo e conoscerlo, si dice che il suo regno è vicino.
Ma per trovare questo regno ci vuole qualche indica­zione in più. Si può forse definire il regno di Dio? No: si sa solo che è simile a una perla, è come un tesoro nascosto... un seme di senape. Ma siamo ancora nel vago. Si sa peraltro che il regno di Dio è per tutti, ma la sua appartenenza non si eredita ne è tale per diritto of birth. Must be sought, and the circle is a purely personal matter. When the search is driven by genuine hope, it was probably entering its borders, but never once for all, the subject-day visa can be revoked at any time.
The sense is to look for, the purpose of the game is the commitment, the latest move and indicated a hope. It is said that when you walk within its boundaries, then life can become a Gospel story, where you can ask and get miracles, hear the word or remained indifferent nerne follow, cheat, throw stones, fault-rire. But to be forgiven. I think that win
citizenship to life is what the kingdom of a few. Most, at best, have to settle for three years, three months, three days, three minutes, subject to the last. Stay awake.
But back where we started: the sense of spen-ing a lot of energy and resources to heal those chil-dren Iraqis, Africans, Afghans, we do not know how many never reach adulthood, or who go through life. Healing is only a postponement. It would make sense if life made sense. But the meaning of life is ephemeral, lasting only as life, and do not believe SCE with his last.
Lazarus is gone. Then it was resurrected, but now it's gone. Certainly did not live two lives. Is it only died twice? Maybe he could talk-ing way:
Who calls me, who is the voice that makes the new scroll through the blood in my wrists, which breaks my cold rest, which reassembles the decomposed, I threw in a life that no longer resembles that of the first, as marked by the terrible memory of the dying? And the world of the dead: now that I conosciu-to, I know what it is.
Yes, it was an exceptional event, a miracle, that until a certain point I hoped to happen, then no more. Instead wanted a miracle, beyond all hope-za, to Martha and Mary: perhaps they have found a brother, I am happy to recover at home, but have now fallen in love with another. Their love for me is not intense enough to melt that ice I formed in the four days of the cold-tai abi sheol. Perhaps fans
difficult to recognize, because I am no longer the same as before. Yes, they are not the same. I changed because of the secret that I carry with me and that neither my sisters nor others know: in death, which is a door does not open to fools. The death who refuses has no value, who has not found a way. And it is exclusively its proceedings. And the top of its screen is very large and is easy to slip between the threads about the universe-that has made application to me and will at all: who are you? Who does not know the answer to be rejected and will wander for eternity within the confines of time, having denied the chance to win the self-knowledge. This is what happened to me. Then Jesus came
Now I know why Jesus was resurrected, because he made the exception because I had the time to understand who they are. When I realized that this was his evan-freeze, he was gone. And I still get sick, and I'll still spell the death of the tragic question, and he will be no more. Time is short, but I'm sure if you gave me this chance is because in his words is the answer to my perfection from them-king. I just have to remember and ponder the meaning, rim-crying for not having given them more attention at the appropriate time.
healing then it makes no sense if not give an extension to question the person about himself and prepared to go to the last appointment. The healing-it refers you to the encounter with death, but you do not cancel-the experience of suffering. It is from that in humus-rich soil that you can find the nourishment of mind to answer so many questions of life and good indications for the search-ing the kingdom of God
And as you can see here I have nothing to do anymore. I'm not the pro-tagonist suspend the proceedings and the meaning of life, that this tough one, ten or a hundred years. But I try to Adope-rarm because more and more extensions are granted.
Chapter 20
DEATH DOES NOT WANT THE STUPID
One day I read a quote from Chekhov: the death wants the stupid. I found, as we say today, results in publishing. And I tried to understand the meaning that the author had wanted to give to that phrase. Or rather I tried to give the sense that the more I seemed valid. I was reminded of these words of the Gospel, the kingdom of God is near. The first reaction is to say here, I accept that. Death, yes that is near and we have so often seen at work. But this is not a nice thought, does not make you dor-mire, then we are told that we must think of death as a doorway, through which you can enter the kingdom of God, the land where honey flows in streams Alvi and the wolf grazes with the sheep.
But when we say that something is close not only because it is next time. Near also means the next space. For time the Gospel was more difficult to understand the kingdom of God as physical proximity ca. Jesus, who is the incarnation of God and a tangible sign of his reign, was close to the apostles. He was close to Peter, John, to Mary Magdalene. But he said that he was also close to Francis, Clare, and their lives we can, with a bit of faith, give them the assurance that the kingdom
had not only sought but also found. But then it is also close to me, and my children. Wrong to think so, now as then, that (v) is, once and for all and for all. The proximity of time but it is not physical.
Life is the story of asking staff to research the kingdom of God, or from a perspective laica, del senso stesso della vita. Quando si parla di un regno si pensa a uno spazio fisico, delimitato da confi­ni. La conquista di questo tipo di regno non penso sia possederlo ma diventarne cittadini, senza peraltro aver sicura conoscenza del sovrano; infatti non si dice che Dio è vicino, che puoi entrare nel suo palazzo e conoscerlo, si dice che il suo regno è vicino.
Ma per trovare questo regno ci vuole qualche indica­zione in più. Si può forse definire il regno di Dio? No: si sa solo che è simile a una perla, è come un tesoro nascosto... un seme di senape. Ma siamo ancora nel vago. Si sa peraltro che il regno di Dio è per tutti, ma la sua appartenenza non si eredita ne è tale per diritto of birth. Must be sought, and the circle is a purely personal matter. When the search is driven by genuine hope, it was probably entering its borders, but never once for all, the subject-day visa can be revoked at any time.
The sense is to look for, the purpose of the game is the commitment, the latest move and indicated a hope. It is said that when you walk within its boundaries, then life can become a Gospel story, where you can ask and get miracles, hear the word or remained indifferent nerne follow, cheat, throw stones, fault-rire. But to be forgiven. I think that win
citizenship to life is what the kingdom of a few. Most, at best, have to settle for three years, three months, three days, three minutes, subject to the last. Stay awake.
But back where we started: the sense of spen-ing a lot of energy and resources to heal those chil-dren Iraqis, Africans, Afghans, we do not know how many never reach adulthood, or who go through life. Healing is only a postponement. It would make sense if life made sense. But the meaning of life is ephemeral, lasting only as life, and do not believe SCE with his last.
Lazarus is gone. Then it was resurrected, but now it's gone. Certainly did not live two lives. Is it only died twice? Maybe he could talk-ing way:
Who calls me, who is the voice that makes the new scroll through the blood in my wrists, which breaks my cold rest, which reassembles the decomposed, I threw in a life that no longer resembles that of the first, as marked by the terrible memory of the dying? And the world of the dead: now that I conosciu-to, I know what it is.
Yes, it was an exceptional event, a miracle, that until a certain point I hoped to happen, then no more. Instead wanted a miracle, beyond all hope-za, to Martha and Mary: perhaps they have found a brother, I am happy to recover at home, but have now fallen in love with another. Their love for me is not intense enough to melt that ice I formed in the four days of the cold-tai abi sheol. Perhaps fans
difficult to recognize, because I am no longer the same as before. Yes, they are not the same. I changed because of the secret that I carry with me and that neither my sisters nor others know: in death, which is a door does not open to fools. The death who refuses has no value, who has not found a way. And it is exclusively its proceedings. And the top of its screen is very large and is easy to slip between the threads about the universe-that has made application to me and will at all: who are you? Who does not know the answer to be rejected and will wander for eternity within the confines of time, having denied the chance to win the self-knowledge. This is what happened to me. Then Jesus came
Now I know why Jesus was resurrected, because he made the exception because I had the time to understand who they are. When I realized that this was his evan-freeze, he was gone. And I still get sick, and I'll still spell the death of the tragic question, and he will be no more. Time is short, but I'm sure if you gave me this chance is because in his words is the answer to my perfection from them-king. I just have to remember and ponder the meaning, rim-crying for not having given them more attention at the appropriate time.
healing then it makes no sense if not give an extension to question the person about himself and prepared to go to the last appointment. The healing-it refers you to the encounter with death, but you do not cancel-the experience of suffering. It is from that in humus-rich soil that you can find the nourishment of mind to answer so many questions of life and good indications for the search-ing the kingdom of God
And as you can see here I have nothing to do anymore. I'm not the pro-tagonist suspend the proceedings and the meaning of life, that this tough one, ten or a hundred years. But I try to Adope-rarm because more and more extensions are granted.
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