It was Easter time. Never again would there be days of such meaning.

The Preacher was among the men but the men did not identify Him.

During that first day of the last four days of His journey on Earth, Jesus was at the Temple of Jerusalem. As many times before, He spent the day teaching people willing to listen to Him.

And like previously, He was attacked by the priests, those same ones who were the religious leaders of this people hungry for justice and relief.

Then, at dusk, when the day began to die, being slowly embraced by night, the Master demonstrated His fatigue.

He was not tired of the suffering people or the multiple pains that came to Him in constant waves.

It was the exhaustion of seeing the despise of religiousness coming exactly from those who should be the most interested in protecting the wealth of religion.

And they despised the message carried by the Messiah.

Moaning, Jesus said and Matthew the Evangelist took note:

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the one who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to you.

How ofen I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing!

See! Your house is left to you desolate.

Jesus was in the religious capital of the world at the time, on the week of the most important religious celebration of the year.

He was the King, the Envoy, the Shepherd of souls, and they did not realize it.

Everybody was preparing for the celebration of Easter and they did not enjoy the Celestial presence among them, the most sublime Messenger that the Earth has ever known.

It was a special moment and men let it slip through their fingers.

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Today, there are still neglected opportunities by many people.

We fail to answer the Shepherd invitation to run after ephemeral values. Things that are valued today and tomorrow will no longer be part of the list of important items.

Only the real values are imperishable, unchanging in time.

The serenity that Socrates received his death penalty is the same serenity enjoyed by those who understand that life is a quick passage through a world of forms and inconsistencies.

The peace of mind that drove Gandhi is the same today, for those who embrace the proposal of non-violence.

The love for others which led Albert Schweitzer to embroil himself in the French Equatorial Africa to assist his fellowmen is the same that drove Mother Teresa of Calcutta through India's roads and other world alleys.

It is time to think!

It is time to reformulate actions.

So that we will not turn ourselves into an empty house, a deserted place.

So that we turn ourselves to the Spiritual things which are timeless and imperishable.

In others words: without material attachments. Aware that the goods of the earth exist to be used and to serve us, not to dominate us.

Aware that the opportunities of growth must be taken, because they will never present themselves again in the same way and with the same intensity...

Think about it!

Spiritist Moment Team.

March 10.2011.