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not just once but twice ...

A hidden oasis among the most expansive landscapes of the desert, was the old Eliahu's knees, side of some date palms.

Hakim His neighbor, a wealthy merchant, he stopped at the oasis watered their camels and saw Eliahu sweating, as he seemed to dig in the sand.

- How about old man? Peace be with you.

- Contigo, "said Eliahu without leaving your job.

- What are you doing here, with this temperature, and that shovel in your hands?

- sow, "said the old man.

- What crops here, Elijah?

- Dates-Eliahu said, pointing around the palm.

- Dates! Repeated the newcomer, and closed his eyes as he hears the most stupid.

"The heat has damaged your brain, dear friend. Come, leave that task and go to the store to drink a glass of liquor.

- No, I must finish planting. Then if you want, drink ...

- Tell me, my friend, how old are you?

- I do not know ... sixty, seventy, eighty, I know ... I forgot ... but what does that matter?

- Look, friend, date palms take more than fifty years to grow and only after being palm adults are able to bear fruit.

I'm not wishing you bad and you know, hopefully live to a hundred and one years, but you know you can hardly get to reap some of what we sow. Leave it and come with me.

"Look, Hakim, I ate another seeded dates, another that he dreamed not test those dates. I sow today to eat tomorrow other dates can now planted ... and if only in honor of this unknown, it is worth finishing my homework.

- I've given a great lesson, Eliahu, let me pay with a bag of coins this teaching gave me today - and so saying, he Hakim put in hand the old leather bag.

- I appreciate your coins, mate. You see, sometimes this happens: I predicted you would not reap what you sow. It appeared certain and yet, look, still not finished sowing and harvested and a bag of coins and the gratitude of a friend.

- Your wisdom amazes me, old man. This is the second big lesson that you give me today and is perhaps more important than the first. Let me also pay for this lesson with a bag of coins.

"And sometimes this happens," continued the old man reached out and looking at two bags of coins, "not to sow and harvest before the end of harvested and planted not one, but twice.

"Enough, man, stop talking. If you're still teaching me that I have fear overtake me all my money to pay you ...

raises his hand and planting, with an impatient gesture,
in the air, on the sand in the furrow, in the sea ...
Planting, sowing, planting tirelessly.
In women, groove or dream plant.

Stand up to life with faith in your planting, seeding
love and smiles to go ...
The desert sand and the female womb
under your gestures provide fruitful want ... Woe to those who

cursed life, never dreamed
that neither knew how to love ...
have to plant a desire, a dream, a tree, a child.
Because life is this: sow, sow tirelessly!

Close your eyes,

and pray ...

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A year

A year ago ...

I just called my parents. My mother remembers the date, that date. And say, what's going on today?.

Well despite being San Francisco de Asis, this is not the reason for this important date for me and for my parents. I guess also for the brothers of my community.

A year ago, a day such as today went through the gates of la Salle Brothers of Seville, in the Colegio La Salle Felipe Benito. And went to "no go"

Since then I have experienced incredible moments, difficult to explain (but the things of God are rarely explained, is not the first time I say it). Moments that I shared with my brothers in which I felt most fortunate to have been chosen by God to continue this project that started John Baptist de La Salle, lucky to be able to open my heart, freely, to God.

Today only I have to thank my fellow catechists, that have supported when the sense of reason failed. A teacher in La Salle Seville, with his vocation have taught me excited to live every day work, and as my spiritual director I have come to hear him say "they are what they are future citizens of heaven." To my college friends, to know respect me.

My Brothers Community, because without their support I would have lost their way. Which have lighted with light stones to see and know the beat, because his hands were always ready to grab and hold on the slopes.

My parents, for their patience and respect to my choice of wanting to lead a life consecrated to God as a Brother of the Christian Schools. They contributed in Miracle of Life, who gave me education and "our daily bread" for his love and smiles, where "you're" filled you with energy.

Everything that is not meant to live

not looking I've lived it.

Everything I dreamed that one day

your side has occurred.

All figured

near you I found

"Il merit the comb être fou ..."