An Easter Lent every Sunday, yes, but Lent.
What about my life before that? For worse, because it was the mismito hell.
My point is that I have come to the conclusion that it is more reasonable a life lived in a state of Lent lived without a single Sunday.
why I believe that, when approaching Holy Week, as I lack the air and if it is not shock or emotion and that's because Palm Sunday, like today, is the threshold at Easter which I presented as a "package of time," the story of my own life, in which I introduce and culminates a week after the Sunday par excellence: the Easter gives meaning to this I consider as my long life, interrupted only with the Glory of every Sunday which, by grace and my fate, permeates all the days of the week so that I can taste the good and exceptional saborcito a life of barely gives me a taste, a life that's all not know, not here, not now, but still no certainty as no may deny unless I betrayed myself.
why I believe that, when approaching Holy Week, as I lack the air and if it is not shock or emotion and that's because Palm Sunday, like today, is the threshold at Easter which I presented as a "package of time," the story of my own life, in which I introduce and culminates a week after the Sunday par excellence: the Easter gives meaning to this I consider as my long life, interrupted only with the Glory of every Sunday which, by grace and my fate, permeates all the days of the week so that I can taste the good and exceptional saborcito a life of barely gives me a taste, a life that's all not know, not here, not now, but still no certainty as no may deny unless I betrayed myself.
Yeah, I know, sometimes oversimplifies things, but the facts are imposed: if life is beautiful, joyful, interesting, fascinating, and all a real challenge is his only and eternal Sunday Resurrection.
Well for that I came to wish a happy "encapsulated the time ..." a happy Easter ... a happy life lived in a state of Lent ... a happy way to Gloria!
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