Gospel of Matthew, chapter 5:12

Blessed are those who understand my slow steps and shaking hands.

Blessed are those who notice that my ears have to strain to hear what they are saying.

Blessed are those who perceive that my eyes are clouded and my reactions are slow.

Blessed are those who look the other way when I dribble at the table.

Blessed are those who please me with a smile, giving me time to talk about things of no importance.

Blessed are those who never say: “you’ve told me that a thousand times!”

Blessed are those who know how to talk about what happened in the past.

Blessed are those who make me feel that I’m loved and not abandoned.

Blessed are those who understand how hard it is for me to carry my cross.

Blessed are those who help me make that last journey to the Promised Land, treating me with love and tender care.

Cardinal Arns, Sao Paulo, Brazil

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