FAITH IS THE SAME YESTERDAY TODAY
Today I remembered the time I was small, more oumenos about 9 years, there Alto de Santa Helena, district 60 km far from the center of the city of Governador Valadares in Minas Gerais; hot sun early September, the time of land preparation for the planting of corn in the first week of September, then when dry and barren land that ragião upstate, had not been long awaited by humidecida rain; Well:Like any good swing, my father, my late father's old! man drive by the fatigue of battle, ordered that each of us children and households on the hill we were on our property vazilhas lead to water bottles and the foot of the Cross and make our prayers asking God to make it rain at the time for it to be deposited the ground corn kernels.And God, our Father, who always hears us in our requests, and also we heard was that blessed down from the sky and expected rain. But it was a very big sacrifice, because the hill was too high and when we reached the foot of the Cross, we were almost fainting with thirst, but the sacrifice that water poured poderíamso and only quench our thirst when he came home.This little story makes us think that when we ask God with simplicity and faith, he never fails to serve us.Think about it: That God meets us in our requests, no need to stay screaming and yelling in public; Only contritely to link to our faith in God that there was even a thought.For todayMay God always be praised and glorified!Warmest greetings in Christ Jesus.
Johnny-Pastoral People's Street
St. Anthony Parish, Saudade
Barra Mansa RJ
Diocese of Barra Piraí / Volta Redonda
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Today I remembered the time I was small, more oumenos about 9 years, there Alto de Santa Helena, district 60 km far from the center of the city of Governador Valadares in Minas Gerais; hot sun early September, the time of land preparation for the planting of corn in the first week of September, then when dry and barren land that ragião upstate, had not been long awaited by humidecida rain; Well:Like any good swing, my father, my late father's old! man drive by the fatigue of battle, ordered that each of us children and households on the hill we were on our property vazilhas lead to water bottles and the foot of the Cross and make our prayers asking God to make it rain at the time for it to be deposited the ground corn kernels.And God, our Father, who always hears us in our requests, and also we heard was that blessed down from the sky and expected rain. But it was a very big sacrifice, because the hill was too high and when we reached the foot of the Cross, we were almost fainting with thirst, but the sacrifice that water poured poderíamso and only quench our thirst when he came home.This little story makes us think that when we ask God with simplicity and faith, he never fails to serve us.Think about it: That God meets us in our requests, no need to stay screaming and yelling in public; Only contritely to link to our faith in God that there was even a thought.For todayMay God always be praised and glorified!Warmest greetings in Christ Jesus.
Johnny-Pastoral People's Street
St. Anthony Parish, Saudade
Barra Mansa RJ
Diocese of Barra Piraí / Volta Redonda
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