{"id":341572,"date":"2012-12-14T06:30:09","date_gmt":"2012-12-14T05:30:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/children-and-the-gospel\/"},"modified":"2024-06-06T12:08:10","modified_gmt":"2024-06-06T10:08:10","slug":"children-and-the-gospel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/children-and-the-gospel\/","title":{"rendered":"Children and the Gospel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img alt=\"\" alt=\"\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-76023 alignleft\" style=\"margin-right: 10px;border: 0pt none\" src=\"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/100702-01.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"200\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>When they make fun of us <\/strong>\u2013 \u201cOne day I received zero in Maths and my classmates made fun of me. My teacher punished me and I wept. On another day my friends received zeros in Geography and I received ten. I went up to them and comforted them. I began to play with them and this is how I consoled them.\u201d (Rita, 9 years old, Central African Republic)<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ask and it will be given to you<\/strong> \u2013 \u201cOne Sunday at Mass, the parish priest asked money for something. When I returned home I asked my Mum what it was about because I hadn\u2019t understood it well. She explained to me that he had asked everyone to contribute money towards enlarging the church building which was too small for all the faithful. I didn\u2019t have any money but would have liked to help. I asked Jesus. A short time later I received my report card. I was the first in my class. My father was very happy that I was so good. He gave me 2000 francs and I placed them inside an envelope as my contribution for the church building.\u201d (Raissa, 9 years old, Central African Republic)<\/p>\n<p><strong>If God is Love, then we should also love each other<\/strong> \u2013 \u201cIn my classroom there is a girl who never shares anything with others, even when she could. A few days ago she came to school with one of her books broken. She asked our classmates: \u201cDoes anyone have some scotch that I could use to repair my book?\u201d My friends answered her saying: \u201cThe scotch <strong>we have, but we\u2019re not going to give any to you<\/strong> because you never give us anything!\u201d But I said: \u201cI\u2019ll give her my scotch just the same, because God is Love. He loves us. We should also love each other.\u201d And I said to my friend: \u201cHere is the scotch. Can I help you fix your book? <strong>And I felt joy inside my heart<\/strong>.\u201d (Rainatou \u2013 8 years old, Central African Republic)<\/p>\n<p><strong>You don\u2019t need to fear<\/strong> \u2013 \u201cWe spend painful days amid clashes in the streets and the peace that is constantly being threatened. A few families have organized to spread signs of harmony and the children have joined in. Eight year old Magda has begun to put some of her things together to share them with the refugees. Her friend began to do the same. They placed their things in a big bundle, in order to distribute them with the help of some adults. When the moment arrived for the distribution the situation in the city worsened. Magda\u2019s family didn\u2019t flee for safety because Magda wanted to finish what she had set out to do. There were clashes taking place beneath their house when Magda said to her Mum: \u201cYou don\u2019t need to fear. Perhaps God is making us live through this so that He can let us see a miracle.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><strong>Like the first Christians<\/strong> \u2013 \u201cWe are living through dangerous times, but in spite of this, a group of children, who have the children of Syria very much at heart, wanted to do something to help them. One idea was to bake biscuits and cakes that could be sold. When the parish priest heard of it he said: \u201cYou little ones, you are like the first Christians who helped each other when anyone was in need.\u201d On the day of the sale they won over the hearts of all: from the lady who had prepared a cake at the bakery that had a Syrian flag, to the couple that sent 1.000 \u20ac even though they couldn\u2019t buy a cake because they had all been sold after the first Mass. In Egypt the children have been the pioneers in the Focolare community at offering assistance to Syria.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><strong>You are my sisters<\/strong> \u2013 \u201cAt the beach we met a lady who was carrying so many bags. She was tired. We invited her to sit on our deckchair. She was thristy and asked for some natural water. My mother only had carbonated water. So I asked some from our neighbour beneath the beach umbrella. The lady thanked us saying: \u201cThank you for everything! You are my sisters!\u201d I looked up at my mother and said: \u201cMummy, remember that song? <strong>The person passing by us is Jesus. . .<\/strong>and one day He will say \u2018thank you for when you smiled at me and took care of me!\u2019?\u201d And so I remembered that Jesus was inside that lady.\u201d (Benedetta, Italy)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A trip around the world finding out about daily events as told by the children themselves or by their parents. From Central Africa to Italy, Syria to Egypt, simple things done by the very youngest where love wins out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":27,"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-341572","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-non-categorizzato"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/341572","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\/27"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=341572"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/341572\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=341572"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=341572"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.focolare.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=341572"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}