"There is neither Jew nor greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is neither male nor female ... ." (St. Paul, Letter to the Galatians, 3 , 28)
Benigni and listen a bit 'too keen about me. Then I read St. Paul and me to rediscover that a child dies of hunger in Dakar is no different from someone who dies in Rome is a child. rediscovering that an injustice suffered by a Mongol is no less serious than that suffered by an Italian: it is an injustice.
recognize that a successful Inter makes me happy more than one of the national team, which than the President of the Republic, but I have for him the devotion I have for the Pope If an Italian dies in war, I'm sorry, if a Chinese Christian dies of persecution in the same way I'm sorry, but I feel even closer.
Maybe would give my life (at least in words) for something. But for Italy, with all the good I want, not "I am ready to die"!
Yet, if I can open the heart to the world and to break every distance and difference as St. Paul (I always words) it is also because I was born in Italy where, for the sacrifice of someone, you are free. Free to speak, to think, freedom to meet and follow in the Church as a great mother. She, who in the very heart of Italy has his heart, so that - as I recently found out - we are the "blue" because blue is the color of Mary! The Church, "Roman Catholic", local and universal, but for the world to Rome, with a house but with a limitless horizon. Her eyes and heart that you will spread well beyond the boot.
"Being born small and die great man has come to be. For this reason God gave us so little land to be born and a lot of land for the burial. To be born a little earth, die for all the earth. To be born in Portugal (for me Italy) and the world to die . (Sermon of St. Anthony, Father Antonio Vieira)
Pino Suriano
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