When alone – disgusting, damaging and unhealthy. A dish without it – with no taste. Salt. It doesn’t give its own taste – it extracts the taste.
What does it mean?
Maybe you’re a part of a spiritual community where you develop yourself and your faith grows. But this community shouldn’t be your haven. It should be… your trampoline.
Yesterday it was the day of Prayer for Peace. Exact time. Everybody wants to start everything in the New Year from the beginning. And everyone has a bit of hope.
But it’s been some time I’m having one very unpeaceful question.
Where does this lack of peace come from?
It was one of those days when the Messenger arrived to Heaven with his bag filled with prayers of believers from Earth. The bag was full of sincere prayers, sometimes hasty, sometimes just litanies of requests without a moment of reflexion – some of them, though, very urgent. Panting Messenger stopped a bit in front of the Heaven’s gate just to catch a breath. But the gate was opened while inside there was a big discussion between God and His angels. The Messanger – willy-nilly – heard it and then he told me everything.
Today in Bethlehem 