God calls you, you answer
,
God with you, if you want it
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sang in the catechism. The Catechism of the songs are easy and are simple. But they are beautiful because mumbled without thinking about the kids who have always sweet voice. It occurs to me now. This evening, I walk back home. The pod, a gift from B. in my ears, I sometimes cut the clearing of the church are six, there is certainly the mass. My Church. For centuries, not by the desire to enter. Tonight I feel like it. I believed in God I loved him, and prayed. I was hoping, wondering ... It was a father. But I do not pray as before. Not free anymore. In fact no more homage his church. It 's too far from me. But tonight, I wanted to enter. Basta. I have not pulled straight entry. I miss him, but there are too many things ...
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