As related to something else, freedom is not totally enslaved: there is a space that can not be removed. You can tie a person up to real property, but you can not expect to be happy. You can to love someone to death, but did not get that love us. Personal freedom, but threatened or seduced, always retains a degree of independence and a sufficient margin to power on the dream of independence it in total. When that happens, freedom begins to feel the ties with the body, with the world, with others, with the other as a prisoner feels the ties with the body, with the world, with others, with the Other as the prisoner hears hands tied behind his back.
(from the Basic Course of Theological Ethics Don Aristide Fumagalli)
Sometimes you feel "slaves" of many constraints, unable to determine how we would like to be "free enough" to be our desire. And so we look at what surrounds us like a lion looks at the bars of the cage in which it held. And so we do not realize how those bars really are not barriers to the outside world, but the opportunity to meet, the material needed to build the necessary bridges for the men and women face on the journey of our life.
happens, then, that's desperate not to ask who could help him, but he who wants nothing more than his money and that sells a "syringe substitute" hope "that the poor do not reach out to those who offered him a job, but the criminal who offers him a "easy money" (easy in what, then? certainly not easy to accept the evening before falling asleep or when you watch their children in the eye); that the troubled teenager in their parents see those "torturers" inhibitors that do not allow them to fulfill their potential and not those guides that are necessary to explore a path that he still does not know and that they, instead, have already come; disappointed see that the Church in a distant institution, cool, dumb, and not the man with the "strange collar" which, in the midst of thousands of commitments and responsibilities, on several occasions offered him the possibility of a dialogue, a friendly word, a better understanding of those same dynamics of life that are tightening even strong enough to get to strangle him.
"Sure, you talk like that because you're from" that part "." No, I speak so because I've known (and every day I continue to re-learn) the importance of someone next to me the same, I look at addressing a friend, able to smile but also cry with me, who pretended to be me or a role that I respect their expectations on me, but who are happy to have me there for what I was. And slowly I learned that this was nothing but the attitude of God himself, who does not want us to, great things, but "only" a great commitment, great confidence in him and in others, a great love for life of anyone and in any form. What else would want him, who is the love? I've learned, then, to see in what until then had been barriers, meeting places, opportunities to build something. And I realized that this would be possible only if I did in collaboration with men and women who support me in this wonderful journey called life: sharing, not confrontation, communion, not competition.
the bottom that says this is one of the most famous stories in the world, that of Cain and Abel : do not recognize his brother an opportunity for collaboration, a springboard for a better life is a murderess of Cain and Abel the victim. And the same with each of us: this is, in fact, a current history, updated every time we see the other as a threat and not a friend, every time we feel "used" and we wonder if in fact this is the intent of those who have done many times before that the beauty and richness of others feel envy, every time we need to ruin your life (even if only in small doses) of others just because we seem less miserable. " All these times the cage that forces us to build us there!
But if the same energy is collected in building bridges, roads and railways that lead us to meet these same people our lives would be better, happier and fuller. That is why Jesus was not afraid to die for us: for humans, in the same man who would shortly thereafter betrayed, abandoned, arrested, denied, whipped, mocked and crucified in the same man he saw a face of love, a chance to show himself and become the beauty of ' love, love that is priceless, even the price of a lifetime, to the end!
before the feast of Passover, Jesus knew that his hour had come to pass from this world to the Father, having loved his own who were in the world and he loved them to the end. (Jn 13:1)
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