{"id":43144,"date":"2019-02-16T18:00:13","date_gmt":"2019-02-16T18:00:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=43144"},"modified":"2019-02-16T18:00:13","modified_gmt":"2019-02-16T18:00:13","slug":"monah-iustin-t-iubirea-si-nemurirea-nu-se-asteapta","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2019\/02\/16\/monah-iustin-t-iubirea-si-nemurirea-nu-se-asteapta\/","title":{"rendered":"Monah IUSTIN T.: Iubirea \u015fi nemurirea nu se a\u015fteapt\u0103&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/In-timpul-lui-Dumnezeu.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-43145\" title=\"in-timpul-lui-dumnezeu\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/In-timpul-lui-Dumnezeu-300x246.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"246\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/In-timpul-lui-Dumnezeu-300x246.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/In-timpul-lui-Dumnezeu.jpg 1000w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>S\u0103 facem un joc cu timpul. \u015ei cu iubirea. Fiindc\u0103 timpul a ajuns cea mai rea m\u0103sur\u0103 a vie\u0163ii noastre. \u015ei a iubirii. \u015ei a lui Dumnezeu \u00eensu\u015fi. Dup\u0103 timp ne m\u0103sur\u0103m fericirea, dup\u0103 timp ne \u00eenchipuim nemurirea, dup\u0103 timp a\u015ftept\u0103m chiar iubirea lui Dumnezeu.<br \/>\nDar dac\u0103 nu juc\u0103m jocul bine? Dac\u0103 fricile \u015fi spaimele noastre vin chiar din asta? Nu am l\u0103sa orice s\u0103 \u00eenv\u0103\u0163\u0103m s\u0103 juc\u0103m corect, s\u0103 devenim liberi, \u00eemp\u0103ca\u0163i \u015fi iubi\u0163i?<br \/>\nHai s\u0103 \u00eenv\u0103\u0163\u0103m s\u0103 juc\u0103m jocul \u00een timp. Dar f\u0103r\u0103 el&#8230;<br \/>\nS\u0103 descoasem un pic nemurirea. De c\u00e2te ori ne g\u00e2ndim la nemurire, for\u0163\u0103m reprezentarea ei s\u0103 \u00eencap\u0103 \u00eentr-un timp al min\u0163ii noastre. Ne g\u00e2ndim mai degrab\u0103 la o \u201eprelungire\u201d a timpului vie\u0163ii noastre, sau la un \u201etimp\u201d \u00een care vom fi nemuritori. Ca \u015fi cum exist\u0103 un timp confec\u0163ionat, \u00een care meseria noastr\u0103 va fi nemurirea, dar care \u00eenc\u0103 nu a venit. \u00centre timp, nu ne r\u0103m\u00e2ne dec\u00e2t un fel de grij\u0103 sentimental\u0103 a nemuririi, o a\u015fteptare vag\u0103 pe ceas, ca un fel de emisiune la ora 20.00. Dar o nemurire \u201e\u00een viitor\u201d e tot timp \u015fi tot angoas\u0103. Nu e de mirare c\u0103 fugim din r\u0103sputeri de o astfel de nemurire \u015fi de \u00eens\u0103\u015fi g\u00e2ndul la ea, chiar dac\u0103 am \u015fti c-o primim ca r\u0103splat\u0103. Nu avem ce face cu ea dec\u00e2t s\u0103 st\u0103m cu \u201egrija\u201d ei. De aceea g\u00e2ndul la o nemurire viitoare n-are nimic de-a face cu nemurirea. Ba chiar e una din sursele noastre de spaim\u0103 zilnic\u0103, adoptat\u0103 ca o condi\u0163ie ca moralitate \u015fi de pio\u015fenie. Tocmai de aceea fugim \u00een ad\u00e2ncul nostru de moralitate \u015fi de pio\u015fenie. Sau cel pu\u0163in de versiunea lor contraf\u0103cut\u0103. Nu! Nu po\u0163i s\u0103 fii nemuritor \u015fi s\u0103 fii \u00eengrijorat c\u0103 e\u015fti nemuritor. \u015ei nu po\u0163i s\u0103 a\u015ftep\u0163i nemurirea pe secundele ceasului. Singura nemurire de care te po\u0163i bucura cu adev\u0103rat este aceea <em>deja aici \u015fi nu \u00eenc\u0103<\/em>&#8230;<br \/>\nNemurirea este str\u00e2ns legat\u0103 de iubire. De c\u00e2te ori ne g\u00e2ndim la iubirea lui Dumnezeu, o plas\u0103m \u00eentr-un loc astfel \u00eenc\u00e2t s\u0103 putem fugi de ea. La fel ca \u015fi nemurirea, o a\u015fez\u0103m ca r\u0103splat\u0103 fie la cap\u0103tul vie\u0163ii noastre, fie la cap\u0103tul unui timp moral, fie la cap\u0103tul unei virtu\u0163i. Iubirea lui Dumnezeu trebuie s\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2rzie p\u00e2n\u0103 s-a \u00eemplinit acea virtute, acel timp moral sau via\u0163a \u00eens\u0103\u015fi. Iubirea trebuie s\u0103 vin\u0103 \u201edup\u0103\u201d, e un after-school dup\u0103 ce \u0163i-ai f\u0103cut toate temele, \u015fi de-aici motiv pentru noi, din scrupulozitate, s\u0103 ne ap\u0103r\u0103m de ea la nesf\u00e2r\u015fit. C\u0103ci frica noastr\u0103 cea mai mare este ca nu cumva s\u0103 fim iubi\u0163i acum, \u00een sl\u0103biciunile noastre, printre p\u0103catele noastre, \u00eentre-timpul zbaterilor noastre. P\u0103catele vor aduce inevitabil suferin\u0163e \u015fi dureri, dar nu am \u015fti ce s\u0103 facem cu Iubirea dintre ele \u015fi mai presus de ele. Acea Iubire nu va valida niciodat\u0103 gre\u015felniciile noastre, ea ne va \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fa de dragul a ceea ce suntem, \u00een pofida a orice! C\u0103ci avem un Creator minunat care g\u0103se\u015fte timp s\u0103 ne iubeasc\u0103 <em>printre <\/em>p\u0103catele noastre. Fiindc\u0103 timpul dintre oricare dou\u0103 p\u0103cate e al Lui, \u015fi e nesf\u00e2r\u015fit, ca iubirea Lui.<br \/>\n\u015ei aici ajungem al cuv\u00e2ntul \u00eencuietor de minte al p\u0103rintelui Rafail Noica. Zice Dumnezeu omului: \u201eNu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 fii des\u0103v\u00e2r\u015fit ca Eu s\u0103 te iubesc&#8230;\u201d. Dar de ce? Ce rost are s\u0103 m\u0103 iube\u015fti dac\u0103 nu sunt des\u0103v\u00e2r\u015fit? Toate astea le-ar obiecta ra\u0163iunea noastr\u0103 moral\u0103. \u015ei ce rost mai are str\u0103dania pentru virtute, dup\u0103 care ne m\u0103sur\u0103m vie\u0163ile? \u00cens\u0103 \u00een\u0163elepciunea acestui cuv\u00e2nt este aceasta: \u201eNu \u00eenceta s\u0103 vrei s\u0103 fii des\u0103v\u00e2r\u015fit (dar nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 fii), ca s\u0103 te iubesc&#8230;\u201d. Sau: \u201eNu \u00eenceta s\u0103 vrei s\u0103 fii vrednic de iubirea Mea, dar nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 fii vrednic de ea&#8230;\u201d. Ce metafor\u0103 mai n\u0103ucitoare \u015fi mai paradoxal\u0103 dec\u00e2t aceasta? Nu \u00eenceta \u015fi nu a\u015ftepta! \u00centre aceste dou\u0103 minuni de g\u00e2nd se m\u0103soar\u0103 via\u0163a noastr\u0103. \u00cenaintea nemuririi \u015fi a iubirii.<br \/>\nAltfel spus&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 fii nemuritor, ca s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u015fti&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103-\u0163i creasc\u0103 copiii \u015fi s\u0103 ajung\u0103 \u201ela casa lor\u201d, ca s\u0103-\u0163i \u00eempar\u0163i via\u0163a cu ei&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103-\u0163i termini ratele la banc\u0103&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 te mu\u0163i la cas\u0103 nou\u0103, ca s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u015fti sub Cer&#8230; Fiindc\u0103 ve\u015fnicia \u00eencape \u00eentre oricare dou\u0103 clipe din via\u0163\u0103, \u00eentre oricare secunde pe ceas. Este nesf\u00e2r\u015fit timp de tr\u0103it \u00eentre evenimentele vie\u0163ii noastre \u015fi printre ele. Un r\u0103stimp. La fel ca Iubirea. Nu \u00eenceta \u015fi nu a\u015ftepta rug\u0103ciunea de sear\u0103, pentru ca Eu s\u0103 te iubesc&#8230; Nu \u00eenceta \u015fi nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 te la\u015fi de fumat, pentru ca Eu s\u0103 te iubesc&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 te vindeci de boal\u0103, pentru ca Eu s\u0103 te iubesc&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 redai examenul la anul, pentru ca Eu s\u0103 te iubesc&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta s\u0103 nu mai fii singur, pentru ca Eu s\u0103 te iubesc&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta rezolvarea problemelor c\u0103sniciei, pentru ca Eu s\u0103 te iubesc&#8230;<br \/>\n\u015ei la urm\u0103 de tot. Nu a\u015ftepta terminarea Crucii vie\u0163ii tale&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta Raiul&#8230; Nu a\u015ftepta nici m\u0103car nemurirea&#8230; pentru ca Eu s\u0103 te iubesc! Fiindc\u0103 iubirea Mea este \u00eens\u0103\u015fi Raiul \u015fi nemurirea!<br \/>\nJoc frumos \u015fi nea\u015fteptat!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p>\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Monah IUSTIN\u00a0 T., <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><em>16 februarie 2019<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <em><\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>S\u0103 facem un joc cu timpul. \u015ei cu iubirea. Fiindc\u0103 timpul a ajuns cea mai rea m\u0103sur\u0103 a vie\u0163ii noastre. 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