There are silences that scream, secrets that should not be revealed. Absences that reveal presences that go unnoticed. Betrayals that give the public feeling of armored loyalty. Weaknesses that in the deepest part of the soul are unbreakable strengths.
Hardness in the face, which is nothing but the cruelest of human cowardice. Not everything in the world is what it seems, even on many occasions what appears to be is like reality. We attend a complex world in which the true meets the illusion and often dilutes in a sea of falsehoods.
There is only one way to the truth, that is Christ, the rest is accessory and superfluous. Today, when our reality is marked by social determinants so serious that peace is compromised by the absence of faith, we only have to reinvent ourselves as a community and assume that changes in the environment must start from within. Perhaps the most difficult thing is to overcome our own fears and learn to live according to the divine designs.
To live is to be happy; it is to feel full with every breath of our existence, it is to see stars when love is made; it is to feel orgasm when you eat a homemade dish prepared with love; it is contemplating the sun with illusion, even if it is cloudy; is to feel honored to call a friend someone who really deserves it, because he has given you the honor of being considered as such; is to make plans for a year from now with the confidence that God will give you those three hundred and sixty-five days to exist.
To live in another way, without fulfilling these requirements, is obscene and stolid because it is simply breathing and there is nothing truer than the words of Ruben Dario:
"It is not the dead who in peace calm peace enjoy their cold tomb,
dead are those who have dead the soul
and they still live. "
More than one of us has the soul dead and still lives, maybe it is difficult to recognize it but that is the first step to resuscitate, to understand that it is through Jesus that he can be reborn because only in his light can he discover that it is worth worth living. From today we try to be happy, let's look at life in the flight of a butterfly; in the sensation of the wind hitting our faces; in the beauty of a smiling baby; in the delivery of the bodies of lovers who are anxious to be one flesh, at the slightest possibility of joining; in the food of the grandmother; in the brother's embrace or in the wonderful smile of a son.
Let's be happy, there are thousands of reasons to be, but above all let's try to prove to those who say we love that we are capable of doing everything possible to be happy, because in love making the other happy is to be you. Happiness is a strange, variable, implausible, abstract, but strangely concrete and vital concept, something so rare that the whole world struggles to achieve it, but very few achieve it.
By seasons, happiness seems to be in goals that when reaching them seem not as accurate as satisfying your needs to be happy, but it is precisely in that quest to go making plans and setting goals in what happiness consists of.
To be happy is to love and feel loved; it is above all to have a purpose in life; is to become an authentic seeker of the magic source of happiness, not to contemplate the rainbow, but to try to find the treasure at the end of it to live the adventure fully. The mandate my friends is: Be happy, regardless of the price, with the only condition that God is first in that purpose.
