17 Apr 2017

OUR EVERYDAY LIFE: WEEKLY STILLS, EASTER 2017



Good Friday it rained all day. As my daughter said "It's raining. It's as if God is crying." This year on a billboard in our city it was written IT IS NOT ABOUT THE BUNNY "It's about the cross." My children and their friends said







Sunday, April 16, 2017

I'm so excited for today, Easter 2017!

I feel blessed beyond measure. What a difference a year makes. In fact, in my case, what a difference few months make. When one opens her heart to God, life can change overnight. Since welcoming God in my life, in my heart completely, in a more relational way (devotion, worship and prayers), and since leaving everything of my life into His hands my priorites are shifted and my eyes are opened to the wonderful gift He has given me through Jesus.

I'm in awe for the most unconditional and greatest Love of my Lord.

I don't think I've ever given much thought to Easter, in fact I remember some time of my life sinning on Easter Mondays. But to know that my beloved Saviour has cleared off all my past sins, and still loving each day, all I want is to worship Him, to keep praying for Him to changed me and to have His presence close by. I want Him to hold me tight, to hold all my family close by Him. I don't want Him to never let us go.

Going to church has different meaning. I don't have the mentality of just going to church so the children are exposed to Christian values but I go to seek fellowship. For my children to learn that Jesus is LOVE! Few months ago my daughter said "Mum, I want to learn from you."

In that moment I thought about the best mentor in the whole universe: Jesus. I want to follow the path that He wants me to follow. My children are always asking to read their Jesus' Story Book Bible. My life is full of light, and I owe all to Jesus, my saviour. I give glory to God.


Isaiah 53:5New International Version (NIV)
But he was pierced for our transgressions,
    he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
    and by his wounds we are healed.


Romans 8:11New International Version (NIV)
11 And if the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead is living in you, he who raised Christ from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies because of[a] his Spirit who lives in you.

Galatians 1:10New International Version (NIV)

10 Am I now trying to win the approval of human beings, or of God? Or am I trying to please people? If I were still trying to please people, I would not be a servant of Christ.

Psalm 25:15New International Version (NIV)
15 My eyes are ever on the Lord,
    for only he will release my feet from the snare.

Psalm 95:1-2New International Version (NIV)
Come, let us sing for joy to the Lord;
    let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation.
Let us come before him with thanksgiving
    and extol him with music and song.



6 Apr 2017

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE COLOUR AND SEASON








COLOUR
I love red, is my favourite colour since I can remember. I was about five when I dreamt about a red sporty car for me. I still have to have that car, will get it in heaven one day.

SEASON
Autumn! I'm romantic by nature and I believe autumn is the most romantic season of them all. I guess Italian poets influence played a lot on me when I was growing up in my beloved Italia. One of my favourite poems is San Martino by Giosue' Carducci


Original text in Italian:

San Martino, di Giosue Carducci, da"Rime Nuove", 1887

 

La nebbia a gl'irti colli
piovigginando sale,
e sotto il maestrale
urla e biancheggia il mar;

ma per le vie del borgo
dal ribollir de' tini
va l'aspro odor dei vini
l'anime a rallegrar.

Gira su' ceppi accesi
lo spiedo scoppiettando:
sta il cacciator fischiando
su l'uscio a rimirar

tra le rossastre nubi
stormi d'uccelli neri,
com'esuli pensieri,
nel vespero migrar. 

 Saint Martin's Day, by Giosue Carducci, from "Rime Nuove", 1887

The fog to the bare hills 
soars in the thin rain,
and below the wind
howls and churns the sea; 

yet through the hamlet's alleys
from the fermenting casks
goes the pungent scent of wines 
to touch a soul with glee.

On the firewood, turns
the skewer crackling:
stands the hunter whistling,
on the threshold to see

in the reddening clouds
flocks of black birds,
like exiled thoughts
as in the dusk they flee.

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