Duringthe Second World War when I and my companions went down into the air raid shelters, we would read the gospel. We read "Love your neighbor as yourself" (Mt 19:19).
My neighbor, where is my neighbor?
There beside us, in that old lady barely able to drag herself each time to the shelter, We must love her as ourselves; we must help her each time and support her. Chiara Lubich
My neighbor, where is my neighbor?
There beside us, in that old lady barely able to drag herself each time to the shelter, We must love her as ourselves; we must help her each time and support her. Chiara Lubich
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