{"id":307954,"date":"2021-07-12T01:00:38","date_gmt":"2021-07-11T23:00:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/what-you-are-looking-for-exists\/"},"modified":"2024-05-15T20:42:29","modified_gmt":"2024-05-15T18:42:29","slug":"what-you-are-looking-for-exists","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/what-you-are-looking-for-exists\/","title":{"rendered":"What you are looking for exists"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>In June 1944, Chiara Lubich found herself alone in Trent after her family had fled to the mountains following the bombing of 13th May that had half destroyed their home. Chiara had stayed in the city to follow the young women who were following her ideal. The letters of that period were the first bond among the emerging community of the Movement.<\/em>  My little Sister in God\u2019s Immense Love!  Listen, I beg you, to the voice of this little heart!  With me you have been dazzled  by the burning light of an ideal that overcomes everything and  contains everything:  by the Infinite Love of God!  Oh, my little Sister, it is your God and mine who has established  between us a common bond that is stronger than death and will never pass away.  It is one, like the spirit; immense, infinite, gentle, steadfast and immortal as the Love of God!  Love has made us sisters!  Love has called us to Love!  Love has spoken in the depths of our hearts, saying:  \u201cLook around you. Everything in the world passes. Each day has its evening and each evening comes quickly. Each life has its sunset and the sunset of your life will also come quickly!  Yet don\u2019t despair: Yes, yes, everything passes, for nothing of what you see and love is destined to last forever! Everything passes, leaving only regret and new hope!\u201d  Yet don\u2019t despair: Your constant Hope, that goes beyond the limits of life, tells you: \u201cYes, what you are looking for exists. In your heart there is an infinite and immortal longing; a hope that doesn\u2019t die; a faith that breaks through the darkness of death and is a light to those who believe. Your hope, your believing is not in vain. It\u2019s not in vain!\u201d  You hope, you believe \u2014 so as to Love.  This is your future, your present and your past: \u00a0everything is summed up in this word: Love!  You have always loved. Life is a continuous seeking after loving desires that are born in the depths of your heart! You have always loved! But you have loved badly! You have loved what dies and is vain, and in your heart only vanity has remained. Love what doesn\u2019t die! Love the One who is Love! Love the One who in the evening of your life will look only at your little heart. You will be alone with Him in that moment.\u00a0 The one whose heart is filled with vanity will be terribly unhappy; immensely happy will be the one whose heart is overflowing with the infinite Love of God! <\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><em>Chiara Lubich\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p> <em>(Cf. Chiara Lubich, What you are searching for exists, June 1944, in <strong>Early Letters<\/strong>, New City Press, Hyde Park, New York 2012, p. 18)<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In June 1944, Chiara Lubich found herself alone in Trent after her family had fled to the mountains following the bombing of 13th May that had half destroyed their home. Chiara had stayed in the city to follow the young women who were following her ideal. 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