Parables and stories
-Can you tell me how much it weighs a snowflake? -asked a dove a hummingbird.
-Nothing - was the answer.
-If that is what you think, that weighs nothing, I'll tell you a story: the other day I placed in the branch of a pine tree, near its trunk. It was cold and started snowing meekly. It was not one of those terrible blizzards that hit trees and twisted them painfully. It snowed like a dream, without violence, without injury. As he had nothing to do, I started to have snowflakes falling on the branch. It had counted exactly 3.741.902 flakes, when fell the following - without any weight, as you say - and broke the branch.
Having said that, the Hummingbird took flight.
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The dove, an authority on the subject from the time of Noah, began to reflect and, after a few minutes, said: "Perhaps only is necessary the collaboration of a person more for solidarity to open road in the world"
How many pictures does the Louvre, the Prado, the Vatican..., or at any of the millions of museums that exist in the world? How many strokes have the smaller picture of everyone who has one of these museums? And the bigger picture? And all the pictures of a room? And all the pictures of all the rooms? And all the pictures of all the museums in the world? Billions? Trillions?
In general, important works, the works of great value, are made based on hundreds and thousands of details, placed one next to the other, tenaciously, patiently, minute-to-minute, hour-to-hour, year after year... million and millions of drops of water be turned into incomprehensible Ocean fortress. Millions and millions of letters intertwine to form the literary works.
You just don't go to compose the world, but provides the contribution that you get. Do what you have to do, works with enthusiasm and meets your duty even if you do not see the results. Be responsible and friendly even if others are not. Be consistent with yourself. Don't be fooled. Do not use the laziness or irresponsibility of others as an excuse for inaction, not to do what you get to do.
True heroism is not so much doing some extraordinary works, but to live intensely every work day, every action and every moment as if it were the latter, as if they were up to the fate of humanity. When you wake up in the morning, God has already placed for you a wonderful setting so that you may live a full day: there's the pop of colors at dawn, the songs of birds, the firmness of the trees, the smile of flowers, the smell of the coffee, air widening your lungs, the free gift of life and the people that surround you. Everything gives him generously. Everything makes it to your service so that you also serve. Propose you live to the fullest, in service, in the endless offering of small details. Always remember the words that used to repeat the sister Teresa of Calcutta: "children and the poor, to all those who suffer and are alone, providing them a cheerful smile. You do not give them only your care, also provide them with your heart. "Maybe we can not give much, but we can always provide the joy that springs from a heart full of love". An affectionate greeting, a word of encouragement, a smile, a hug, can change a life:
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Walking along a street in Russia, during the famine that accompanied the war, the great writer Tolstoy met a beggar. Tolstoy reviewed their pockets to see what was to give that poor man. But had nothing: it had already given everything before. Moved to compassion, he embraced the beggar, kissed his cheeks and said:
-Do not be angry with me, brother, I have nothing to give you.
The Haggard face of the beggar turned. And shone the tears in her eyes, while telling grateful:
- But you've embraced me and have called me brother. That is a great gift!
(Taken from Lewis, Hedwig, "at home with God", Messenger, Bilbao)