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Nikola Dominis

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  1. I believe that this civilization will last for a long time, I believe that love is the force that will make humanity to return to primordial beginning, to return to the soul. I believe that the love that Jesus has given us is able to change the world so much that people will be appalled by the harsh word, let alone over some serious sin. I believe in the one who was born in a manger, crucified, resurrected, and living Jesus Christ. I believe in his pure love that will change mocking, violent and evil people, (I was once like that, too), into a very good people. I believe it will be with that love that World wealth finally gets distributed fairly and that rich countries will stop exploiting the poor. I believe that the love of Christ will turn greedy people into generous who will share their wealth with the poorest. I believe that we, all together can stop hunger, thirst and diseases in third world countries. I believe that the day will come when, for the first time in history, at least in one part of the Earth there will be no war. I believe in Christ's promise of the New Heaven and the New Earth which He will give us one day, but I believe the time has come to create something new. The time has come for a civilization of love, a civilization that will live in this world, but in the Kingdom of God! Jesus, bless us and give us love to illuminate this dark world. Give us love to encourage people who are afraid of the future, give us love so that we can love others the way you have loved us. And now, you who are reading this, ask yourselves who am I talking to, brother, sister, I'm talking to you. If you are wondering where to begin building the Civilization of Love, from where if not from ourselves, if you're wondering when this could be achieved, when if not now because this is the time of grace, this is the time of salvation! Nikola Dominis
  2. How I'd be happy to help to you, brothers who suffer, oh, how I would be happy if I were given the words that fill with enthusiasm, to be given the words which move the world, how I'd wish for people to listen, to hear, these politicians, rulers, people with power, the mighty ones of the world to gain grace to see, to feel, to understand the pain of a mother whose child is dying of hunger, the pain of a father whose princess longs for a drop of water. Oh, wake me up tomorrow and tell me they've understood, wake me up and tell me the new day is coming, day of light that doesn't know of sunset, day ruled by Christ. What we did to the smallest ones, we dif to Him, and to ourselves! Indeed, I would…I would if I could, give all the money of the world for a single drop of mercy to the little ones! It's value is more than that of pearls and gold, worth more than all the treasures of this grand world, and the whole universe is worthless compared to it.! Oh, wake me up tomorrow and tell me that they understand!
  3. You are bigger and older than the universe, and a billion galaxies, and those closest - "Andromeda", and those far away hundreds of millions light years. You were there when they were born, before a bit more than thirteen billion years, then in the mist of prehistory you liquated stars and worlds, shaped them, built them. Yes, You, It was You, when there was no time yet, You told him to start, You commanded him to set in motion, You, It was You, in the daybreak of history You've created everything from nothing… "When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? And the son of man, that thou visitest him?"
  4. He is far away, many will say, why to fervor, when it’s impossible , nice, but impossible. I tell you men everything is possible to the one who believes, the ideal is in you, believe in it. Ideal is the voice, the voice in your heart, ideal is the fervor, fervor that wins, ideal is the future, achievable future. The ideal is a viewpoint, on which we have to climb, ideal is a compass, which directs us, the ideal is the strength, which has to bear us, ideal is life which has to be lived.
  5. You Mary, you gave birth to God, placed him in the poor manger, probably your heart felt the pain that like all other children, he did not have his own crib, you know, he loved the manger more, so small and helpless, but he was peaceful and secure, because you and Joseph have been watching over Him. How you sung to him quietly, how you hugged him, when you would lift him on your knees, and gently rocking him, or when you would tell him those beautiful stories about the old history, of Jewish, and when you would hold him in your tender hands, and kissed him, often you would shed a tear, tear of happiness. How wonderful are those early days for mothers, how wonderful it is to have a baby, those little hands that hug you and big eyes that look at you, let the universe pass, let the world end, but mother does not see nothing but her child. And there is something else I would like to know, Mother how is it up there among the stars, how are you venerated by seraphims and cherubims what is the Haven like when the angel's song arises, and you shepherds tell me, what kind of voice do angels have, I would like to know that and I would like to know how it is to be close to God, how it is when you look at Him in the face, how is it when His light illuminates you? And a few more things I would like to know, can I up there hear the song of the canary, or happy swallows as in the summer days in my homeland, are up there as here beautiful meadows and flowers, are there any clear streams and high waterfalls, I know I'm curious but I would like to know, if I make it to you one day, and you know I'll do my best to; Will I ever see that joy of Bethlehem? Will I be able to see little Christ? And what was it like in the holy night? You know, that's what I would like to know. I know you hear me, Mother, maybe your smile was elicited by my child's desire, but we were all childrens once, we were all joys of our mothers, although I'm not a kid anymore, I would be sorry to extinguish my childish dreams in me, let it remain some of the joys of childhood, let it remain some memory of smallness, let it remain a bit of Christmas in me. Nikola Dominis _ Croatia
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