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I wanted to become, Lord

From the warmth of my life:
I say believe in yourself and do not always live in you and with you.
I speak and are often nonsense words,
not come from you and, many times, are not for you.

I wanted to become, Lord.
From my false securities:
I hope in you but I sit in my own strength
not always serve you in what I do
and sometimes I that I look for in all this.

I wanted to become, Lord.
From my own loneliness and anguish
for having side away from your company.
Because one of my sins, is my desire to be free.
Free no more barriers than my own freedom.
Free no further than my own moral constraints.
Free no more dignity than what I consider good for me.

I wanted to become, Lord.
From my confinement with all divine.
I pray, fast, routine and distracted.
My charity, opportunistic, vain and selective.
My life, easily, and without compass consumerist Christian.
My ways, tortuous and sterile, pleasant and a la carte.

I wanted to become, Lord.
From my heart to You, you do yours.
From my soul to it, you have the best hand.
From my gut, so that through them,
comes to light that you, and only you, are the one who reigns in my life.

I wanted to become, Lord.
Help me, Lord, to get you into silence.
Help me, Lord, to discover yourself in need.
Help me, Lord, to contemplate the wonders of the world.
Help me, Lord, to not get lost in the daily excuses.
on trails easy and low price.
Only You, Lord, have the words of eternal life.
Only You, Lord, are able to give me strength.
to overcome and emerge victorious from the temptation of each day.
That in this Holy Year of Faith
You, Lord, You alone ... may overcome in the desert of my life.
Amen.

P. Javier Leoz