Lord Jesus, master of both the light and the darkness, send your Holy Spirit upon our preparations for Christmas. We whose hearts are heavy seek the joy of your presence. We are your people, walking in darkness, yet seeking the light. To you we say, 'Come Lord Jesus!'

[...]when two people have become present to each other, the waiting of one must be able to cross the narrow line between the living or dying of the other.

I am the prodigal son every time I search for unconditional love where it cannot be found.

Did I offer peace today? Did I bring a smile to someone's face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love?' These are the real questions. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will be many fruits, here in this world and the life to come.

The real question is: how can I live so that my death will be fruitful for others?

It is by chance that we met, by choice that we became friends.

I always try to turn my personal struggles into something helpful for others.