His smile

 “The beauty of this world is Christ's tender smile coming to us through matter.”  Simone Weil, Waiting for God

This morning, as earlier as it can be called early for a person who is not an early bird, I woke up and everything was white, "it's still snowing" I've said!! I got up from the bed, I dressed myself up with the warmest clothes I've found, I've put some bread in a brawn paper bag and warm tea in my thermos, then I left the house to fed the mew gulls in the snow.  With the camera on my shoulder, all muffled up as I was about to leave into a big adventure to  the North Pole :)),  walking  with the nose in the wind and with the biggest smile on my face, I notice that I am not the only one who is amazed by all the beauty around! While I say "bonjour' and share smiles with the passengers, I think and whisper 'Thank You God, for Your Smile!", this smile which fils the world unconditionally...

Maybe... maybe through this discipline of counting the gifts that we receive daily, we become people who see more the beauty than the ugliness and the good more than the bad. And this  will take us into living a life that grows higher over the life raging waters. To live a victorious life means to pass through all things looking at Jesus, looking at His tender smile, and walking forward in faith keeping the feet on the road that takes to Haven.

I hear joyful voices, I see children playing and smiling in the snow , I smile at their joy... I try not to think of my feet that are frozen and I can barely feel them, because I want to stay here. I want to multiply this instant with an eternity ... that the earth may always be white, and my soul unstained...

You are the wonder in me, the wonder in all that breaths and has life...



Frumusetea Lumii este zambetul bland al Lui Hristos care razbate pana la noi prin materie." (Simone Weil - Waiting for God)

Astazi, de dimineata, atat de dimineata cat poate insemna pentru un om care nu e prea matinal, m-am trezit si totul era alb, "inca ninge" mi-am spus! Apoi plina de bucurie m-am ridicat din pat, m-am imbracat cu cele mai groase haine pe care le-am gasit in dulap, am pus paine intr-o punga de hartie maronie si ceai in termos apoi am pornit sa hranesc pescarusii printre fulgii de nea. Cu aparatul foto pe umar si infofolita de parca as fi plecat intr-o mare aventura la Polul Nord :)) , in timp ce inaintez  cu nasul in vant si cu zambetul pana la urechi observ ca nu sunt singura uimita  de toata frumusetea din jur, de acest dar venit de sus, lucru care face ca bucuria mea sa creasca si mai mult. In timp ce spun "bonjour" si schimb zambete cu trecatorii, ma gandesc si soptesc "Iti multumesc Doamne pentru zambetul Tau!", acest zambet care coboara itr-un mod neconditionat si fara masura  peste toate fapturile pamantului...

Poate ca prin deprinderea cu obiceiul  de a numi darurile pe care le primim zilnic, devenim oameni care vad mai mult frumosul decat uratul si mai mult binele decat raul...  Iar de aici si trairea unei vieti care se inalta pana pe deasupra apelor involburate ale vietii. Sa traiesti fiind mai mult decat biruitor inseamna sa treci prin toate lucrurile nu prin puterea ta ci  privind tinta la Hristos,  privind tinta la zambetul Lui si inaintand in nadejde pe calea catre Cer!
Vad  zambete de copii cu obrajii rosii,  le aud glasurile vesele jucadu-se in zapada si ii vad minunandu-se asa cum doar copiii stiu sa o faca...

Incerc sa nu ma gandesc la picioarele mele care sunt inghetate si pe care abia le mai simt, pentru ca vreau sa raman aici... si sa inmultesc  clipa de acum cu o eternitate... sa fie mereu alb pamantul, la fel si sufletul meu curatit de Tine Doamne...

Tu esti minunea din mine, minunea din tot ce are viata si suflare...