{"id":41207,"date":"2016-09-11T00:00:14","date_gmt":"2016-09-10T23:00:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/viecontemplative.saintefamille.fr\/?p=41207"},"modified":"2016-08-21T17:18:24","modified_gmt":"2016-08-21T16:18:24","slug":"une-attente-sans-mesure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/viecontemplative.saintefamille.fr\/?p=41207","title":{"rendered":"[:fr]Une attente sans mesure&#8230;[:]"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[:fr]<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\"><em>&#8220;Son p\u00e8re l&#8217;aper\u00e7ut et fut saisi de piti\u00e9;<br \/>\nil courut se jeter \u00e0 son cou et le couvrit de baisers&#8230;<br \/>\nMon fil que voil\u00e0 \u00e9tait mort, et il est est revenu \u00e0 \u00a0la vie;<br \/>\nil \u00e9tait perdu, et il est retrouv\u00e9&#8230;&#8221;<br \/>\n(Luc 15,20,24)<\/em><\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/viecontemplative.saintefamille.fr\/files\/2016\/08\/Le-fils-prodigue-@-Diego-Rivera.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-41208\" src=\"https:\/\/viecontemplative.saintefamille.fr\/files\/2016\/08\/Le-fils-prodigue-@-Diego-Rivera-223x300.jpg\" alt=\"Le fils prodigue - @ Diego Rivera\" width=\"223\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/viecontemplative.saintefamille.fr\/files\/2016\/08\/Le-fils-prodigue-@-Diego-Rivera-223x300.jpg 223w, https:\/\/viecontemplative.saintefamille.fr\/files\/2016\/08\/Le-fils-prodigue-@-Diego-Rivera.jpg 371w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 223px) 100vw, 223px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">La mesure de tout Amour<br \/>\nEst une attente\u00a0 SANS mesure.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Qui attend est sans le savoir, infiniment proche<br \/>\npourvu que son attente ne\u00a0 se rel\u00e2che pas.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Qui attend est d\u00e9j\u00e0 visit\u00e9 par l\u2019Absent<br \/>\ndont l\u2019attente le consume.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Qui attend re\u00e7oit pouvoir de l\u2019ardeur qui l\u2019habite,<br \/>\nde la patience qu\u2019il \u00e9pouse\u00a0:<br \/>\nil\u00a0 exorcise l\u2019usure du temps.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Qi attend \u00a0re\u00e7oit pouvoir de toutes les audaces,<br \/>\nde tous les courages\u00a0:\u00a0il tient t\u00eate \u00e0 la mort.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Le feu qui le consume,<br \/>\npersonne ne l\u2019\u00e9teindra.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Nous sommes tellement plus forts, plus vuln\u00e9rables,<br \/>\ntellement plus vrais, tellement pus libres,<br \/>\ndans l\u2019attente que dans la possession.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">L\u2019\u00e9treinte elle-m\u00eame est attente immobile et fervente,<br \/>\nde ce que rien, ni personne, ne saurait nous ravir.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">L\u2019attente nous f\u00e9conde,<br \/>\nla possession nous tue.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">ATTENDONS-NOUS \u00a0les uns les autres,<br \/>\nATTENDONS-NOUS \u00a0les uns aux autres<br \/>\n\u00e0 chaque instant, \u00e0 chaque carrefour,<br \/>\n\u00e0 chaque surprise, \u00e0 chaque opacit\u00e9 du c\u0153ur<br \/>\net jusqu\u2019au long des heures longues<br \/>\ncomme un jour sans pain.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Attendons-nous A Lui, attendons-nous DE \u00a0Lui<br \/>\ncar il est l\u00e0 qui nous attend.<br \/>\nIl est l\u00e0..<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Il est l\u00e0 pr\u00e8s de toi,<br \/>\ndans la patience attentive de ton c\u0153ur.<br \/>\nIl est \u00e0, pr\u00e8s de toi,<br \/>\ndans l\u2019impatience d\u00e9sirante de ton c\u0153ur,<br \/>\nIl est \u00e0, pr\u00e8s de toi,<br \/>\ndans l\u2019attente m\u00e9connue et martyre de ton c\u0153ur.<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center\">Paul Beaudiquey<br \/>\nEd du \u00a0Cerf 1998 \u00a0p:128-129<\/h5>\n<p>[:]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[:fr] &#8220;Son p\u00e8re l&#8217;aper\u00e7ut et fut saisi de piti\u00e9; il courut se jeter \u00e0 son cou et le couvrit de baisers&#8230; Mon fil que voil\u00e0 \u00e9tait mort, et il est est revenu \u00e0 \u00a0la vie; il \u00e9tait perdu, et il est retrouv\u00e9&#8230;&#8221; (Luc 15,20,24) La mesure de tout Amour Est une attente\u00a0 SANS mesure. 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