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Weakness and suffering can become launch pads for God’s action. Chiara teaches us to trust Him, who transforms our nothingness into works of true value.

Bawat Hadlang ay Lunsaran ng Pagsulong

Mahalin natin ang bawat paghihirap na ating nararanasan, bawat dalamhati na nagmumula sa pagkaunawa na hindi tayo kasing lakas espirituwal o pisikal gaya ng ating inaakala. Magtiwala tayo sa Diyos. Siya ang kikilos sa ating kahinaan, sa ating kawalan. At kapag ang Diyos ang kumikilos, makatitiyak tayo na ang mga gawaing Kanyang natutupad ay may tunay na halaga.

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Every Obstacle a Launch Pad

Let us love each suffering we encounter, every sorrow that comes from the realization that we are not spiritually or physically as strong as we thought we were. Let us trust God. He will work in our weakness, on our nothingness. And when it is God who acts, we can be sure that the works He accomplishes are of real value.

Chiara Lubich

Word of Life β€’ July 1982

Adults Make It Complicated, Kids Keep It Real

Kids keep it simple, adults make it heavy. Somewhere along the way we trade honesty for masks, trust for fear, and truth for pride. Maybe growing up isn’t about getting harderβ€”but about keeping alive that kid inside, simple and real.

Kids are simple. What they feel is what they show. Sad? They cry. Happy? They laugh. No masks, no acting.

Adults? Complicated. They hide what they feel. They act strong when they’re weak. They say β€œI’m fine” when they’re not. Life gets heavy with too many layers.

Kids trust. They believe without overthinking. They hold your hand and feel safe. Adults doubt. They want proof, logic, control. Fear wins over trust.

Kids learn fast. They listen, they ask, they try. Adults say, β€œI know already.” They close their ears. They build walls.

Maybe that’s why life feels harder when we grow up. We trade truth for image, trust for pride, openness for fear.

Kids don’t chase power. They’re not worried about being the best. They just play, share, laugh, and move on. Adults keep scoreβ€”who’s richer, smarter, stronger. Who wins, who loses. That’s where the weight begins.

The highest kind of life isn’t about climbing up. It’s about going low. Being small enough to listen. Humble enough to say sorry. Real enough to love without conditions.

Maybe growing up shouldn’t mean growing harder. Maybe it means keeping alive that kid insideβ€”simple, trusting, and real.

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