“During the day, no one is closer to people, at night no one is closer to God” Domingo, worker of the gospel Friend of God, Weaver of encounters in the resounding silence of the starry night, you caress a pause and in the stillness of your heart you evoke names and glances. Your bare feet stop the pilgrimage and so much trodden path is left behind.
When the melody of the soul intones a symphony of wounds and stories. When you sigh to infinity And you offer your tiredness And his peace embraces you
It is when your eyes are fixed on the crucified companion of your walk and you rest in him and you contemplate in his face, the Nazarene faces of each encounter. And from your deepest core a question springs a tear a compassionate heartbeat what will become of the humble of the people? What will become of those who grope for God? What will become of those who thirst for meaning? What will become of those who hope for a better life?
And He looks at you with tenderness He answers your cry He engenders the Word in you. He confirms you in love And renews your joy.
Bless Father your pilgrim Family Make us full of closeness Amen. Jacqueline Sothers Community of Kirigueti Peru