Chapter 55 Andre

Death is painful, but life without him is even more painful.With his silence the day grows dull, and only the echo of my memory repeats his words, and his voice is lost. I heard him say once, "When you desire, go to the fields and sit among the lilies, and you will hear them whispering in the sun. Lilies do not weave cloth nor build stones for shelter. , but it sings." He who "works at night" fulfills the need of the flower, and the dewdrops of his gift shine on the petals. " "Aren't you also cared for by the land that never tires and never rests?"

Once again I heard him say, "Your Father has counted all the birds of the sky, as he sees the hairs of your hair. Every bird that falls at the feet of your archers, every thread that grows white or grows old on your heads, All the hairs that fall out at the age of 10 are all due to his will." On another occasion he said: "I have heard you murmuring in your motions: Our God will be more merciful to us, the children of Abraham, than to the Gentiles who at first did not know him." "But I tell you, the owner of the vineyard puts one farmer to work in the morning and another in the evening, and pays both of them the same. The owner has a reason for doing this: can't he do what he wants? Pay your own money?"

"Therefore my Father will open the door of the temple to Gentiles who knock, as you knock. He loves new tunes as much as he loves old songs; and he will show special welcome, for this is the youngest chord of his heart." Another time I heard him say, "Remember: A thief is a man in distress; a liar is a man in fear; and the pig that is chased by your watchman in the night is chased by his own watcher in the dark." "I wish you mercy on all these people." "If they visit your house, open the door to entertain guests and let them sit at the table. If you have not accepted them, then you are not innocent of what they have committed."

One day, many people and I followed him to the marketplace in Jerusalem, and he told us the parable of the prodigal son, and the parable of the merchant who gave all he had for a single pearl. He's telling how the Pharisees brought up a woman they called a whore.They said to him defiantly: "She violated her marriage vows and was caught in the act of adultery." He looked at her intently, put his hand on her forehead again, and gazed deeply into her eyes. Then he turned to the people who had brought her, looked at them for a long time, then bent down and began to write with his fingers on the ground.

He wrote down each person's name, and next to the name he wrote down the crime each person had committed. He was still writing, but those people had slipped into the streets in shame. When he finished writing, only the woman and us were left standing in front of him. He looked into the woman's eyes again and said, "You have too much love, and those who brought you have no love. Actually, they are trying to trap me with you." You go now in peace! " "There is no one here to judge you. If you want to be loving and wise, come to me. People will not judge you."

At that time, I had doubts: Did Jesus speak to her like this because he himself was not without sin? After that I pondered for a long time.Now I understand: Only those who have no distracting thoughts will forgive those who drink dead water because of thirst. Only those who walk firmly will lend a helping hand to those who have stumbled. And I will say it again and again: death is painful, but life without him is even more painful.