Las bendiciones que desciendan sobre ti serán mucho mayores que las que puedas recibir de mí: serán las bendiciones de Dios y del propio Profeta. Sé indulgente: puedes hacerlo, ya que acabas de serlo con tu hijo cuando te ha dado ese golpe. «Vete a casa, querida Suturá –le dijo Tierno– y, cuando alguien te irrite, acuérdate de la tabla y piensa: “Tenga los años que tenga, esta persona está actuando como un niño de tres años”. Con un niño de esta edad no hay quien se enfade». «Si no es más que un niño –contestó Suturá–. «Si tan irritable estás, ¿por qué no te enfadas con tu hijo?», le preguntó Tierno Bokar. Ella miró al niño, sonrió y, atrayéndolo hacia ella, dijo dándole un cachete cariñoso: «¡Qué niño más malo! Mira cómo trata a su madre…». No había acabado de hablar cuando su hijo, un niño de tres años que estaba esperándola en el patio, agarró una tabla y le dio un golpe en la espalda. Querría recibir de ti una bendición o una oración que me haga dulce, amable y paciente». «Tierno –le dijo Suturá–, estoy muy irritable. Un día, Suturá, una buena mujer, fue a visitar a Tierno Bokar, el sabio de Bandiagara: esta aldea de Mali está situada en la meseta del mismo nombre, rodeada de altos acantilados al pie de los cuales viven los dogon, pueblo famoso por su arte austero, su compleja cosmogonía y su hondo sentido de la trascendencia. Me gustaría relatarle algo tomado de la leyenda dorada de los santos musulmanes. “La tradición del islam místico comparte esta misma convicción. Why so much frivolousness and worldliness at the moment of the Holy Sacrifice? Why so much profanation and superficiality, given the extraordinary priestly grace that renders us able to make the Body and Blood of Christ substantially present by the invocation of the Spirit? Why do some think that they are obliged to improvise or invent Eucharistic Prayers that conceal the sacred prayers in a wash of petty, human fervor? Are Christ's words insufficient, making it necessary to multiply merely human words? In such a unique and essential sacrifice, is there any need for such a display of imagination and subjective creativity? "In praying do not heap up empty phrases as the Gentiles do for they think that they will be heard for their many words", Jesus warns us (Mt 6:7).” Just look at the sad spectacle of some Eucharistic celebrations. “There are so many priests who enter triumphantly and walk up toward the altar, greeting people left and right, so as to appear sympathetic. The Power of Silence: Against the Dictatorship of Noise The fire of silence is weak because it is bothersome to a busy world.” And yet how can anyone study in the midst of noise? How can you read in noise? How can you train your intellect in noise? How can you structure your thought and the contours of your interior being in noise? How can you be open to the mystery of God, to spiritual values, and to our human greatness in continual turmoil? Contemplative silence is a fragile little flame in the middle of a raging ocean. 75. Even in the schools, silence has disappeared. This age detests the things that silence brings us to: encounter, wonder, and kneeling before God. The tragedy of our world is never better summed up than in the fury of senseless noise that stubbornly hates silence. Noise is a deceptive, addictive, and false tranquilizer. In order to get out of these depressing tunnels, he desperately awaits noise so that it will bring him a few consolations. In this hell of noise, man disintegrates and is lost he is broken up into countless worries, fantasies, and fears. From morning to evening, from evening to morning, silence no longer has any place at all the noise tries to prevent God himself from speaking. Postmodernity is an ongoing offense and aggression against the divine silence. When that happens, the word of God fades away, inaccessible and inaudible. Quite often “truth” is nothing more than the pure and misleading creation of the media, corroborated by fabricated images and testimonies. In this theater of shadows, nothing is left but a purulent wound of mechanical words, without perspective, without truth, and without foundation. Thus there is a dictatorship of speech, a dictatorship of verbal emphasis. Its dream, which has become a sad reality, will have been to lock silence away in a damp, dark dungeon. Postmodern society rejects the past and looks at the present as a cheap consumer object it pictures the future in terms of an almost obsessive progress. Modern civilization does not know how to be quiet. “Our world no longer hears God because it is constantly speaking, at a devastating speed and volume, in order to say nothing.
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