{"id":327398,"date":"2015-06-26T04:00:48","date_gmt":"2015-06-26T02:00:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/living-the-gospel-a-need-that-translates-into-life\/"},"modified":"2024-05-16T15:00:48","modified_gmt":"2024-05-16T13:00:48","slug":"living-the-gospel-a-need-that-translates-into-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/living-the-gospel-a-need-that-translates-into-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Living the Gospel: A need that translates into life"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"20150626-a\"<\/a>Sobriety<\/strong> \u201cEvery morning, before taking the bus, I walk part of the way on foot and am often drawn by the same scene: men and women, children and elderly, dressed with dignity, all equipped with shopping carts and rods, fishing for a bit of everything from the rubbish bins. They teach me something in their own way. As a Christian, I try to remain attentive to what is essential and to avoid waste: to opt for sobriety, recycling, answering with a firm ‘no’ every time consumerism tempts me with its offerings.\u201d (Emilie \u2013 Italy<\/a>) <\/strong> The Grandmother<\/strong> \u201c\u2019Love your enemies.\u2019 This sentence from the Gospel shocked me because \u2013 thinking about it \u2013 I also have an enemy: the Grandmother whom my family hasn\u2019t visited in because of old misunderstandings. When I heard that she wasn\u2019t well, I thought I would go to visit her. My parents were amazed that I had suddenly remembered her. They didn\u2019t feel like going after so many years, but I wanted to be able to see her. When I went into her home, everyone looked at me amazed and treated me with coldness. It wasn\u2019t easy, but I stepped up. Grandmother was not at all well. She was dozing, but when she awoke, I was able to say hello, and she embraced me. \u201cYou\u2019re my grandson, I know you. I\u2019m happy, happy. . . We both wept for joy. When I returned home, I convinced my parents, and we went back altogether to visit her. It was a very emotional moment! Not even a week later, Grandmother left us for Heaaven.\u201d (S. A. \u2013 Pakistan<\/a>) <\/strong> It was me<\/strong> \u201cWe were in the countryside. There was a little boy next door, named Tino who was living in a difficult environment; perhaps for this reason he is so violent towards our Andrea. One afternoon, I found Andrea\u2019s new bicycle broken. Losing patience, I wanted to know who it had been. Shortly afterwards Andrea came in, downcast and dejected. \u2018Mamma, I broke the bicycle.\u2019 Greatly surprised, I had to shout at him before I forgave him. The next day, when we were alone talking, the boy confessed: \u201cYou know, Mamma, it was Tino who broke the bicycle. But you were so angry yesterday that I was frightened for him. They\u2019re always shouting at him in his house. . .\u2019\u201d(I.P. \u2013 Brazil<\/a>)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Brief snaphots of daily life where Gospel love is at work. Diverse geographic regions, adults and children. This month\u2019s Word of Life underscores what is essential: living for others.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":34,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"give_campaign_id":0,"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"","_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"","_seopress_robots_index":"","_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-327398","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-non-categorizzato"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/327398","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/34"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=327398"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/327398\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=327398"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=327398"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=327398"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}