all carry our lifetime with a Cross, True Cross, ours, we can not run away or escape because he embraces us and sticks to us until we join the nails her lifetime. To death. This happens to rich and poor, smart and the stupid, the intelligent and the foolish, the good and the bad, the high and low, the handsome and the ugly. We all have a big cross to bear and to be fixed, formed by the chip and small wooden pieces that contain the daily crossings of our experience. That is our Vera Cruz, our True Cross.
should have learned from others and the tree would be small. Indelible-crosses our mistakes - would be less harmful, but the human being chastens from somebody else. So if we are aware, we know we missed. And that is regret, Cruz intimate and deep that no one sees because it carries. So Lent is a time of repentance. But there are other crosses in life. The pain, misunderstanding, injustice, indifference, disappointment, disappointment ... All have at his side, illuminating, this dark green wax reminiscent of lacerated flesh and wrapped around the wounds.
be mature is, above all, able to recognize and accept the True Cross. Give a hug to be hung from her nails.
Source: Javier Criado in ABC de Sevilla March 15, 2011
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