I have a great joy to write. And I have a great fear. The joy of open-heart talk with you. The fear of saying repeated words, words that do not know, do not know, can not penetrate the mystery of the priest, his infinite grace. How do you talk about the priest? I would say that we know, the laity, the priest? I think the approach of many of our Sunday Masses. All those people there and the priest alone at the altar. In front of him all those faces, without joy, without communion, as many precepts. And I think many of our parish assemblies, there is always someone at some point, which gets up and goes to the rostrum to declare all its discontents. Then, it disappears. Do not see it again until the next opportunity to expose. The priest knows that it is condemned to be alone. I asked many people who "go" to church, what they expect from a priest. Someone told me: "The priest is ... ....." And I was terrified. In this "and" there was - I would not deny it, the love of the Church, but also a lot of claims, such carelessness, so much comfort to delegate to a man all the heroism of the earth. You want everything to him: that he is a man of heaven, with your knees bent, and is also thrown into the street, among the poor, crying out justice, to risk a heart attack. He is simple, naive, a sort of good country priest, and that, on the other hand, is a chest of culture, doctrine, with all the skills applied to his profession. That he is a man of tolerance, compromise, a man of peace, a friend of all (perhaps an enemy of our enemies!) and is also an uncompromising, a ruthless guardian of immutable truth. The fact is that the first thing to do, the first duty to perform, against the priest, is to try to understand, be attentive to his humanity. The humanity of this man, a man like me, who can have the nerves, which can not be realized, that there are limits to how each of us, which has accepted the certainty and therefore participates in agony, to the problems of our time. This man who actualizes, in the liturgy, but the madness of love and experience to know how many times the inability to translate, in everyday life, his own life, the madness of this love. This man who one day wanted to be celibate. And yet come to his heart all the worries, doubts about the history of his celibacy. This man did for the community, but which can suffer sometimes loneliness. The man known by the community of Christians, left, questioned. The so-called "faithful" are the first to support: "Ben is" This man employed in the service, without respect of time. This man with no emotional security. 'S terrible lack of love, guilty, criminal, community. I say this in the knee: must love more , understand more. because love is the future of man. It is human to love the way the history of tomorrow, where are the deepest roots of our faith ..
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