The Novena in recent years has led us to many places, houses, condominiums, schools, parishes ... Yesterday and today brought us where we were not ever, no grounds for singing, nor for personal reasons (for luck ...) or in the nation's prisons and juvenile.
We celiato a little along the lines of Blues Brothers, but we were excited and involved ... it is true that to be there something must have done it but it's sad to see that outcome may have human freedom ... yet, especially when we sang for adults, it was clear that the human heart is the same, whatever he has done and no matter the weight of the debris that chokes ...
I finally asked why the prisoners came out in that and I was told that they belonged to different arms ... yet I said, all belong to the same embrace. Your
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Never before I realized that the gift of voice, we are made to be the reflection of a human voice, which gave its first cry 2008 years ago and which today rings out loud and clear for us and for them inside.
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