Gratitude Is A Flower That Blooms In

The Earth, Our Home, Is Beginning To Look More And More Like An Immense Pile Of Filth. In Many Parts Of The Planet, The Elderly Lament That Once Beautiful Landscapes Are Now Covered With Rubbish.

If God, In The Christmas Mystery, Reveals Himself Not As One Who Remains On High And Dominates The Universe, But As The One Who Bends Down, Descends To The Little And Poor Earth, It Means That, To Be Like Him, We Should Not Put Ourselves Above Others, But Indeed Lower Ourselves, Place Ourselves At The Service Of Others, Become Small With The Small And Poor With The Poor. It Is Regrettable To See A Christian Who Does Not Want To Lower Himself, Who Does Not Want To Serve. A Christian Who Struts About Is Ugly: This Is Not Christian, It Is Pagan.

We Cannot Be Tepid Disciples. The Church Needs Our Courage In Order To Give Witness To Truth.

We Need To Build Up Society In The Light Of The Beatitudes, Walking Towards The Kingdom With The Least Among Us.

We Cannot Become Starched Christians, Too Polite, Who Speak Of Theology Calmly Over Tea. We Have To Become Courageous Christians And Seek Out Those (who Need Help Most).