... to 15 hours in the afternoon I left the Abbey to walk my rosary. Opposite the main entrance, there is a small field filled with Sunflowers: Sunflowers golden blossom. In that time, the sun was warm, but beautiful, there was a breeze, and sunflowers quivered in the breeze ... sunflower, a flower so commonplace, but now it's beautiful! As if all the joy of the world was united and manifested itself here, shone on each petal, and I almost wanted to believe that the color of sunflower is the most beautiful color of all the earth ... I remained motionless for a long time I looked, I admired them, and I was not looking for more words to say ... However, I understand something in my heart, that the flowers are saying: gratitude. That the sunflower has received from his Creator, as we do, that's life is the possibility of flourish, and there before me, simply but fully express all that he has received, this development is a true act of grace, love, love given and love made, but is that correct beauty, the essence of beauty ...
Francis Cheng wrote in his meditations on beauty: the universe need not be beautiful, but it is beautiful. Yes, despite everything, he is beautiful despite all the nonsense people have done, despite all they have destroyed, injured, deformed, but there are apparently behind the world, a beauty that still remains intact and present , it is there as a reality that is often invisible or ignored, but it's there, she is the real presence of the Creator in his creation, it is love Him when He created springs in the world, is Himself same. I do not know if in my life I've ever been so emotional, but today I believe and I am sure that any mystery of our life is in love, and if in my life, it does There is only one thing is sacred is the love in me, and I want to love, like the sunflower wants to thrive, because otherwise I can not, and it I was so wanted and so I was created ...
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