Thankfulness

Finally, I can find some words to express my thankfulness, in reading, unintented.

Henri talked about his friend, a priest in Guatemalan, yes, exactly, that's why I'm so touched by a lady. When she talked about the elements I have as a teacher, I can't believe it, tears and blood streamed in my heart.

Our conversation pointed to contemplation. My inner disputes make prayer nearly impossible. I always annoyed with the noisy environment, "music", conversations in or outside mobiles in restaurants, air-conditioners, dehumidifiers, dust collectors at home and libraries.

I surrender. It is me, not the surroundings.

I try to start my journey with Henri in The Genesee Diary. It is good, It make me breathe, although his experience cannot replace my own.

Such a long road ahead, it's your encourgement that fuel me. Thank you.

In the midst of our long conversations he kept suggesting that I was stronger than I thought I was, knew more than I thought I knew, and did better than I thought I did.

John is a fine example of someone who is able to grow and mature by loving the people around him so sincerely that they are eager to give him their best. This makes him an excellent priest.

He helps people discover how much they are worth, not only in his eyes, but in God's eyes.

Henri Nouwen's words describing Father John Vesey, Santiago Atitlan, Guatemanlan in Love in a Fearful Land--A Guatemalan Story