Love
Without Borders...
There is no
programming...
Nor
options...
God created
us according to His will...
In time, in
place, beyond our limitations... Within a spiritual vision...
Much more
comprehensive and real...
Names
chosen, before or after birth...
But, man is
small spiritually, enclosed within
programmed
boxes... The key kept prevents daily cleaning. And the accumulation we take to
the coffin...
No one
arrives at a family by chance...
There is no
need for details, appearance, lineage...
God in His infinite
mercy made us brothers.
It only
depends on us! The real family will be in heaven...
Of all
peoples, of various generations, encounters already forgotten... Others,
remembered, kept in the soul that never forgets, for it has good cognition...
Union of
the true children, not of the flesh, but of the family that accepts
the cross
for its redemption...... We were chosen before birth.
To be
“saints”. Without canonization... But, in a daily struggle
fleeing
from sin... That imprisons, kills, prevents ascension.
Forgive us,
Lord, for our weaknesses, in the face of family myopia, on a planet already
weary of violations...
Individual
or collective... Blind leading the blind... With an excess of titles aspiring
to buy what is not on sale...
Christmas
is the birth of the living God who was sacrificed before creation.
Not
satisfied, He came in flesh and blood and dwelt among us...
He opened
the Way of our Salvation...
Dionê Leony Machado // 21.12.2025
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