I'll be back to write on this blog after a while 'time and I want to talk de "time of life" and will carry a short piece of book "Oscar and the lady in pink" of the French playwright Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt:
"I tried to explain to my parents that life is a strange gift. it overestimates the beginning, the gift of this is believed to have received eternal life. After it is underestimated, it is bad, too short, it would be almost ready to throw it. Finally, we realize it was not a gift, but only a loan. Then you try to deserve it. I who have a hundred years, I know what I mean. The older you get, the more they have to taste test to appreciate life. It must be refined artists. Any idiot can enjoy life to ten or twenty years, but a hundred, when you can not move further, you have to use their intelligence. "
This book tells the story of Oscar a child with leukemia and sentenced to die than a game, at the invitation of a lady in pink, sweet and an elderly volunteer, he begins to imagine living every day in ten years and tell them every night to God
Thus began a journey moving in the seasons of life told with the simplicity and wonder that only a small know here is love, that's the pain, here is the discovery of a God who suffers, and here is the fear here is peace.
Oscar approaches to the greatest mystery, the last day, because without fear slowly began to live "time of life" as a loan.
seems far away and I left with a generic speech, but I think these few lines can help us to think that life is really something that is not ours, that we live in, but do not own it, not us out at the beginning nor the end.
Life as a loan is to be lived with intensity, then, without the handbrake on and with the courage to gamble until the end. Many times instead
the months and years go by and nothing has not materialized, that identity has remained at the point where you started: the life we \u200b\u200bhave lived and not the other way.
I think that could be a danger to us young people that so easily get discouraged and just as easily ride fleeting emotions. Life calls for a journey of seriousness and commitment, a project, I would say more broadly that impels us to go beyond the little that was obtained to search for something bigger.
It is not easy, I know, the season Dream ends soon and the reality has a bitter account, the study switched over to daily life difficult, for a job that is late in coming, hard to independence, but to say "while things are going well" and "does not depend on me" is not what any of us can and must do .
How many times I'd wanted to throw in the towel in front of complicated situations, in front of a journey that is becoming more challenging, but then I wondered if the decline were to be or not be known for my man and I responded with strong "no"!
Life as a loan enjoy it for what it is with its joys and sorrows with her because the face of situations that can not be explained, but always lived by the protagonists, not all the early players, but each with a part that no one else can bear.
know that our today is entrusted to us is knowing that we have a great responsibility, then every little moment, every fragment, will show us everything of which we are a part, we will say every night: "I did everything I could" .
Then we will not stop at the first stage, but our journey will be long and extraordinary because we have a big heart that moves us forward and we will say that "time of life" is ours because God has provided for the love and love must be lived.
you soon, Marco
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