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Allocution, Sunday, May 29.

Today, Sunday, May 29, Ascension Sunday, the book of the Acts of the Apostles, chapter 1, verses 1 to 11, is read in all Catholic churches as the first reading of the Bible.

 

(GOSPEL)

 

The Lord Jesus, who spent nine months in the Virgin’s womb, and was breastfed, carried, cared for, taught by the Virgin and helped by Saint Joseph, and later, at the age of 30, preached the gospel, rejoiced with those who They laughed, he cried with those who cried, he was captured, mistreated, scourged, crowned with thorns, crucified, resurrected, ascended to heaven and returned to the House of God the Father.

He does not leave his apostles, his disciples, his followers alone.

He promises them the Holy Spirit, strength from above, consoler, defense lawyer and thus the fearful followers of Jesus will be witnesses, preachers, teachers, servants of Charity and will establish in the midst of all, a kingdom of peace, concord, fraternity and They will continue the mission of Christ as a church, family, community.

We walk the same path as Christ. Nine months in the womb, protected and defended by our mother, father, grandparents, family. Breastfed, held, bathed, cared for, educated, guided by mom, dad and family.

The day we met Christ we were captivated by his person, teaching, kingdom, Church. And we do the same as Him: announce the gospel, teach the truths of God, of the Church, of the human person, treat our neighbors as Christ himself, bear our sufferings and those of others in peace. There have been many difficulties, but the Holy Spirit has defended us. On the last day of our lives we want to say: Everything is accomplished. “I have fought my fight well, I have fought with courage, I have kept faith and love and I have planted them in my family. I only have to receive the prize promised by my God, reach the house of heaven to join the saints and the deceased and sing with them forever and from there pray for mine until we find ourselves in the House of God the Father, which is also the house of God the Son.”

Our life follows the same itinerary as Jesus.

 

(SINGING)

 

A group of tourists was visiting a piano factory.

The guide showed them a first room where they were cutting wood. Then, another room where they manufactured the different parts of the piano.

Later they were in a third room, where the finished piano was sanded and varnished.

And finally they entered a fourth room, where a musician, sitting in front of the piano, was tuning it and beautiful notes could be heard.

The difference between the first classroom and the last is the difference between the seed sown and the fruit of the tree, it is the difference between what I am today and what I can become.

Which of the rooms am I in?

How sorry I am for those who don’t sing because they die with the music inside!

 

(SINGING)

 

Today in all Catholic churches the gospel of Luke, chapter 24, verses 46 to 53, is read.

 

(GOSPEL)

 

The Pope tells us:

 

“This is bearing witness to Jesus, and it is worth more than a thousand words and many sermons. The testimony of peace. Let us ask ourselves if, in the places where we live, we, the disciples of Jesus, behave like this: Do we relieve tensions, do we extinguish conflicts? Do we have a bad relationship with someone, ready to react, to explode, or do we know how to respond with non-violence? Do we know how to respond with words and gestures of peace? How do I react? Let everyone ask themselves.

True, this meekness is not easy: How difficult it is, at all levels, to defuse conflicts! Here the second phrase of Jesus comes to our aid: I give you my peace. Jesus knows that we alone are not capable of guarding peace, that we need help, a gift. Peace, which is our commitment, is above all a gift from God. Indeed, Jesus says: “I give you my peace, but not as the world gives” (v. 27). What is this peace that the world does not know and that the Lord gives us? This peace is the Holy Spirit, the same Spirit of Jesus. It is the presence of God in us, it is the “force of peace” of God. It is He, the Holy Spirit, who disarms the heart and fills it with serenity. It is He, the Holy Spirit, who breaks down rigidities and extinguishes the temptation to attack others. It is He, the Holy Spirit, who reminds us that with us there are brothers and sisters, not obstacles and adversaries. It is He, the Holy Spirit, who gives us the strength to forgive, to begin again, to set out again, because we cannot do it with our own strength. And with Him, with the Holy Spirit, we become men and women of peace.

Dear brothers and sisters, no sin, no failure, no resentment should discourage us from asking insistently for the gift of the Holy Spirit who gives us peace. The more we feel that our hearts are agitated, the more we notice nervousness, intolerance, and anger within us, the more we must ask the Lord for the Spirit of peace. Let us learn to say every day: “Lord, give me your peace, give me the Holy Spirit.” It is a beautiful prayer; Do we say it together?: “Lord, give me your peace, give me the Holy Spirit.” I have not heard correctly, again: “Lord, give me your peace, give me the Holy Spirit.”

And let us also ask it for those who live next to us, for those we meet every day and for those responsible for nations.

May the Virgin help us to welcome the Holy Spirit to be builders of peace.”

 

(SINGING)

 

Canadian student Terry Fox lost a leg due to bone cancer. He only had a few more years to live and he wanted to use this time in the best way possible.

Terry decided to run and cross Canada, so he invited people to sponsor him in the race and donate that money to cancer research. For eighteen months, he trained with a prosthetic leg. On April 12, 1980, he wet his leg in the Atlantic Ocean and began his career, carrying in his pocket the promises of sponsors to find a cure for cancer.

Four months and three thousand miles later, Terry fainted. Cancer had invaded his lungs. As the news spread in Canada, help began to arrive at the hospital. Before Terry passed away, $24 million had been raised, a significant sum of money for cancer research.

But this incredible story of courage continues. Donald Marrs of Cincinnati was also a cancer victim like Terry. He was so moved by the story that he decided to finish his degree.

Donald started south of Chicago. Three months later, he reached the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. A drizzle was falling when he crossed it. When Donald put his hand in the Pacific Ocean, a rainbow appeared in the sky.

This inspiring story contains a very important message. Terry began his noble work on earth, and did not finish it. We are like Donald Marrs. We have been invited to take up Jesus’ baton and finish his work. This is what the feast of the Ascension means: the passing of the baton of command from Jesus to his followers.

 

Lord, may the spirit and power of Your resurrected presence fill my heart with the desire to complete the noble work You began.

 

Holy Spirit, fill my heart with the flame of your love. Flood my mind with the light of your truth. Give me your breath, Spirit of God, so that I can only think about what is holy. Push me, Spirit of God, so that I only do that which is holy.

Strengthen me, Spirit of God, so that I preserve only that which is holy.

Guide me, Spirit of God, so that I never lose that which is holy.

 

(SINGING)

 

Marbelys took her 5-year-old grandson Javier to a famous pianist’s concert in the hope that the little boy would get excited about music.

The grandmother was very happy to see that she and her child could sit in the first seats.

There he meets an old friend, Aida. They start talking animatedly and he doesn’t realize that the boy has wandered away, looking into every corner.

They turned off the lights and the audience fell silent. The light bathed the stage and only then did the grandmother realize that her grandson was playing a popular melody on the piano. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Without time to draw the child’s attention, the Grand Master pianist appeared on stage, who, approaching the piano, whispered to the little boy: Keep playing, and sat down next to him and accompanied him playing together.

Both captivated the public. When he finished, a loud and endless applause was felt throughout the room.

Years later, the audience had forgotten the pieces that the pianist had played alone, but they did remember the one that the boy and the Grandmaster played together.

The image of a professional and a beginner child at the piano is a magnificent image of the Holy Spirit and the Church coming together to compose a beautiful melody.

We are only a spark, but with the Spirit as fire.

We are only a string, but with the Spirit we are a lyre.

We are only an instrument, but with the Spirit we are an orchestra.

 

(SINGING)

 

This is how Chief Tomás Nube Blanca, of the Oyibuey-Canada tribe, prayed.

Oh Father God, whose voice reaches me on the winds and whose breath gives life to the whole world: Hear me.

I am a man before you, one of your many children. I am small and weak.

I need your strength and your wisdom.

Make me walk in beauty and make my eyes always contemplate the red and purple sunsets.

Make my hands respect the things that You have created.

Tune my ears to hear your voice.

Make me wise to know the things that You have taught my people, the lessons hidden by You in every leaf and in every rock.

I seek strength, Father, not to be superior to my brothers, but to be able to fight against my greatest enemy: Myself.

Always keep me ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes, so that when my life fades away like the sun at sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame. Amen.

 

God’s blessing to be able to increasingly build a beautiful family, a beautiful Church, a beautiful people. May the blessing of Almighty God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit descend upon us, upon our families, upon our friends and neighbors and remain forever… Amen.

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