MiVidaEnVuestroMundo - VERSOBLOG

Jesus, when will your coming be? No one, only our Father knows the answer. Sometimes I feel desperate, aimless, I call you and I get my inner peace, because I talk to you and I know that you hear me. The parousia is about to happen and I consider it a real act.  I adore you and I know that you adore us. We owe you our life, you paid for it with your own. I always look for you and I find you. I know you send signals and I try to decipher them on my way. You are the most influential being I know. You are the Son of God. You are part of the divine family and you have always aroused my curiosity. I know that for many you are between the real and the fictitious; for me you exist everywhere.  You share the message of God's kingdom and I always listen to you. You are the faithful image of goodness. You are pure love and I too try to be a warrior of love. All my faithfulness belongs to you. I dedicate all my devotion to you and I will give you my allegiance always. May the predictions and

His vice was lying, his companion was falsehood. In a sea of slander he was the commander. He was the only one who was convinced of his words, he was the fantastic one. He knew that, if he followed this course, he would lose his people, yet he continued with his theatre, on stage as the only actor and without an audience. The day would come when he would notice the absence of his loved ones. Liars have very short legs and you catch them quickly. He killed you slowly with his fictitious words, poisoned your soul with unreal stories and destroyed all hope. He lived in his world of inventions and didn't try to hide, he lived in the open. Su vicio era mentir, su acompañante la falsedad. En un mar de calumnia él era el comandante. Él único que se convencía de sus palabras, él era el fantástico. Sabía que, si seguiría ese rumbo, perdería a su gente, aun así seguía con su teatro, en escena como único actor y sin público. Ya llegaría el día en el que notaría la ausencia de sus amados. Pues