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A protestant priest, having started a family, no longer had any peace for his prayers. One night, when he knelt down, he was disturbed by the children in the living room.
"Have the children keep quiet!" he shouted.
His startled wife obeyed. Thereafter, whenever the priest came home, they all maintained silence during prayers. But he realized that God was no longer listening.
One night, during his prayers, he asked the Lord: "what is going on? I have the necessary peace, and I cannot pray!"
An angel replied: "He hears words, but no longer hears the laughter. He notices the devotion, but can no longer see the joy."
The priest stood and shouted once again to his wife: "Have the children play! They are part of prayer!"
And his words were heard by God once again.
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I always say that laughter IS a prayer, a sweet sound to God’s ears (whatever God’s ears may look like, and God only knows).
Thank you for this simple and inspiring story! I like it so much !
I think the aim of prayer is to be ‘at one’ with the Divine, in whichever form we may see it, according to our beliefs. To be ‘at one’ we must be ‘ourselves’ with all that we have, and all that we are. Sometimes, we will be surrounded by lively little children who bring so much joy to our lives, so let this joy be our prayer. However at other times in our lives, our hearts will be filled with confusion and doubt, sadness and despair, but I think it doesn’t matter how we ‘feel’ before God, as long as we are true to ourselves; for He rejoices in our Joy and is our refuge in time of need!
Thank you. Wishing Joy and Love to you all.
Ohhh…. dear Paulo how beautiful is this story…. So this is what GOD wants from us all, to be HAPPY and PLAY HAVE FUN and be joyous because maybe, life is TOO SHORT to spend it any other way! I am glad to come here and find everyday more words of wisdom like nowhere else before! thank you Thank you, so……. let us play! :)
your books as well as these short stories provide a deep satisfaction, and inspires us to move forward in life, i reallyy like it
I liked that but I am not ready to reaD AND AGREE WITH ALL THE REPLIES
Mixed opinions abt the story, but I sure as heck love the illustration :D
agree :-)
i love this one! everytime i read it it makes me smile :) Bible says children are always the closest ones to Jesus and i agree! thank you for reminding it, Paolo :) hugs from Poland
I love Jojo
Thank you for sharing such an enlightened story, Paulo! It reminds us over and over again that the outer reality is not one that doesn’t allow to recognize the Bliss inside us. It is being ego centered that keeps us far from truth…
This reminds me of an Incident of prophet Mohamed, prophet of Islam (peace be upon him)when people were praying behind him in the mosque :)
The prayers were proceeding inside the Mosque and the Prophet put his head to the ground as is done in daily prayers. Straight away one of his grandsons climbed onto his back. Minutes passed and the little boy sat there enjoying himself riding on his grandfather back it seemed a long time before the little boy climbed down and the Prophet was able to raise head again and continue his prayers.
The people in the Mosque were very puzzled and curious by this event. When prayers were finished they decided to ask the Prophet for an explanation.
Oh Messenger of Allah they said you kept your head on the ground for such a long time was this because you received a revelation or a message from God.
Oh no! The Prophet replied it was for this grandson of mine who was riding on my back I did not want to spoil his game by rising too soon.
i like that one <3
so pretty comment (Y)
that is a man of god, who treats all specially children as manifestations of his and hence him only.
While raising my daughter, I took up a twice-daily practice of centering prayer. I put a sign on my bedroom door to remind her that mommy was having her quiet time. She squawked a bit at first, but soon she was having her own “quiet” time in her room. It became a precious time for each of us.
So many ideas…We have a saying here, like : There are no good kids or beauty old ladies( they use the term hags…)…
The nature of children is to be restless, active, noisy…I was recently to my cousin, he is sort of pious, and the two kids were praying before a meal. Once I noticed they were praying for me too, I was so overwhelmed. I was sure the innocent sincere pure prayer of the kids will be sooner of effect, for God loves them a lot.
Indeed, even if not a very big change, something good happened.
Besides, they normal kids, run, jump, love cartoons, fighting bit, homeworks later…like all kids.
And about creating a fake atmosphere, is in my idea like those who only stay isolated, not thinking God is everywhere, and for sure where people are too.
Wishing everybody happy times
Thank you for reminding me.
i am reminded of something I heard when I was a child ” suffer the children to come unto me, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven “
Nice! Devotion is indeed incomplete when served without joy ;)
hmm wat ever u do , do it with joy , enjoy it :)
Thank you.
caso você tenha alguma duvida que DEUS esta ouvindo suas preces , é , simples , peça para uma ou umas crianças pedirem com ou para você , e assim se fara o milagre , mas só se você tiver duvida .
Really nice,,,
La inocencia de la risa y de los juegos de los niños, son el hilo conductor que nos mantiene comunicados con los Seres puros del Universo.
Las oraciones sin sentimientos, son como un agua perdida que desemboca en en el mar del olvido.
Muchas gracias, estimado Paulo.
Thank you so much for that post Paolo and its message we have to receive in order to “change” what is happening on the planet and stop its impact.
Some years ago, after deciding not to die and deciding now to walk a path unknown, a path that had as guidance what my heart aspired too, on the path of discovering who I was to understanding that I had to get rid of a mountain of lies, false believes, mental edifications, suddenly laughter came back, “naivety”, foolishness, name it as you want. Then, one day, as I was with friends laughing, saying many things, my child told me “Mom, stop that”. And I saw how he was not at ease to see me in that state of being. I realized then how I had shout my own child with what society call “respect, authority concept” and how I had been egoist or maybe more not able to ask and be responsible for my needs and instead of telling and asking, of existing, saying “now, you stop this your sister is trying to sleep” when it was “I am so tired and I would so much appreciate to have a bit of silence. Would you please for a moment do less noise.” I then realized how I had castrated my kids as I had been castrated. When I saw this, it was “rain”, dark, culpability, etc …. And then I forgave myself for I did not know what I was doing. Went to speak to my kid and told him that who he lived with until today was a prisoner, someone who dreams had been castrated, someone who thought that in order to be loved had to be this or that and that the true me was now who he saw and lived with today. I am in so much gratitude to have been able to see the truth.
I have a past with gurus, church, etc … and have visited that kind of spirituality. At the moment of my path where I was with this pastor and the church, that is the place where I observed they castrated with force, and with my own story, I did what I was told to be loved by this God they presented. Until I decided that it was crazy … they preach love and ask to discipline the kids … they preach freedom and ask not to participate in nothing from this world … they preach forgiveness and judge all the time the members … they preach compassion, understanding and then tell me that I cannot pursue in the Sunday Class because I smoke cigarettes … One day I left and even I told this God to understand that for a time I needed to believe nothing. I remember, after another stay at a rehabilitation center for depression and alcoholism (which had come back even with all that I did I was told to find happiness), I had to go to Alcoholic Anonymous meetings and when they recited the prayer of the Holy Father, I was unable and became agitated when the words “that your wish be accomplished”, for I did not know what was his wish and I feared his wish … It took me 3 years before starting to communicate with a something greater to which I wanted to give no name, no qualities, no nothing … and I went and continued my path until today.
Without having read nothing and being alone I went my path, to discover during some teachings, courses, lectures that I was protected in a sense and guided, that I was never alone. I have come back to who I am, been courageous to go into me, to comprehend what was happening to me, to seek what needed to be changed within me to live, if it is even just one day, one day of total “inner” freedom.
This priest represent clearly the mind that is educated and does with a structure that thinks it gives life but kills live.
Krishnamurti says: “It serves nothing to observe the cosmos, the universe through a telescope if order does not prevail in you. Order must start here, in your own life, and then an extraordinary relation with the universe.” We need all our senses, and I believe also in praying, meditation. We need “silence of the mind”, we need to accept to empty all without fear and say “I do not know nothing” and start new, like a child. This man also says “one has to be able to be in a deep negation, has to say “I do not know nothing” and stay there. Saying this, “I do not know” is a state of absolute immobility.” And I will finish with words from this man when he was speaking of how a teacher should be with his pupil. “Can you give to your students the sense of liberty, the sense of being protected, that they have a special role in this life, that they are unique.” In order to do so, one must transform his spirit, mind, entirely, a state that appears when there is total confidence, when one has put on the cross all his past and is free.”
The heart has to time frame, no words saying “child”, “adult” … it is, and if I follow my heart and not my mind or others opinion, others rituals, others traditions, I create my own. The Master Jesus on the cross said to the other next to him that “now” he could enter. This man did not have to go through all kinds of rituals, etc, etc, to enter. He just had to recognize who he was and that that tree of knowledge inside him that was growing needed to die in order to live.
Love, Jojo.
Beauuutiful story, thanks for sharing it! As you can imagine, many of us have gone through similar processes; and it is my believe that we have come to a time in history where “awareness”, as Krishnamurti so well describes in his speeches, is the order of the day. Namaste!
Thank you for sharing Jojo, welcome back to yourself. Your vulnerability and experience is moving as I am sure many can relate. You are an inspiration!
Great Story
GOD love children and their laughter.
with love
Thank you JoJo
Maravillosa!!! me encato, voy a compartir con los que se estrenan como padres y con los padres experimentados que no saben apreciar esa campanita alegre y linda que es la risa , el llanto, … de los niños. Gracias Paulo!
Thank You once again Paulo.. God of course doesnt exist in a rigid atmosphere of life devoid of happiness.. Would like to ask a question though.. Do u enjoy poetry ? If so which is ur favourite poem?? :)
Participo en el coro de la Iglesia de mi pueblo Torre del Mar, de Malaga, es muy importante que los niños participen en las celebraciones, y ademas inculcarles desde pequeños la devocion a la virgen si eres catolico, o la fe a cualquier otra religion, las personas no solo pueden tener inquietudes materiales deben cuidar su alma y consolidar unos principios, cualquier religion que no sea llevada al fanatismo es buena porque cumple con los derechoas basicos de la Humaniodad que los letrados llaman “IUS COGENS”
This is what it means to have children in your life, thankyou for reconciling the fact for me.
Rezar es el único puente al cielo, y al hacerlo, uno entra en ese trance de meditación … Cuando uno logra escuchar ese silencio interior, no importa si exterior explota de alegría o se derrumba, se alcanza esa íntima comunicación.
Al menos así, lo experimento yo.
Conexión punto a punto y sé que, cuando falla, el que tiene que revisar, es uno…
Muy buen texto…
that’s the problem that we have, we think that w are doing th best thing by eliminating another wich disturb us, but if we gather them w find our request
I really like it, and it’s true. The fact of been praying not necesary has to be serious and sad. We have to be happy and thankfull when we pray to God.
Bien dice Jesús que debemos ser como niños, porque de ellos es el Reino de Dios! El sonido más maravilloso en este mundo es la risa de un niño, espero en Dios podamos escuchar con mucha más frecuencia ese sonido en todo el mundo! Un abrazo mi querido Paulo y que Dios siga bendiciendo ese niño que aún hoy llevas por dentro y siempre está sonriendo y formando algarabías!!!!
The nature is beautiful and rich and has no need of euphemisms and no need of copies.
LA TRADUCCIÓN AL ESPAÑOL ES LAMENTABLE. DEL PRIMER CUENTO.LOS SIGUIENTES, NI SIQUEIRA ME VOY A ARRIESGAR A LEERLOS.NO TIENEN SENTIDO FRASES SIN VERBO.¿QUÉ DIABLOS SIGNIFICA ESTA FRASE?: . “A partir de entonces, cuando el sacerdote llegó a casa, que todo el silencio mantenido durante las oraciones”
El imperativo en español es HACED, si es plural Y HAZ , SI ES SINGULAR, Hacer es una mala traducción de pelis de indios que siempre hacer el indio, porque se suponer que no saber hablar.
“lo que está pasando tengo la tranquilidad necesaria, y no puedo orar?”" nO SIGNIFICA NADA. la frase Correcta sería:
“QUÉ ESTÁ PASANDO, TENGO LA TRANQUILIDAD NECESARIA Y….”
DE VERDAD UNA LÁSTIMA.SI ESTO SIGUE ASÍ ME BORRO DE ESTA PÁGINA.
LA TRADICCIÓN AL ESPAÑOL ES LAMENTABLE. DEL PRIMER CUENTO.LOS SIGUIENTES, NI SIQUEIRA ME VOY A ARRIESGAR A LEERLOS.NO TIENEN SENTIDO FRASES SIN VERBO.¿QUÉ DIBLOS SIGNIFICA ESTA FRASE?: . “A partir de entonces, cuando el sacerdote llegó a casa, que todo el silencio mantenido durante las oraciones”
el imperativo en español es HACED, si es plural Y HAZ , SI ES SINGULAR, Hacer es una mala traducción de pelis de indios que siempre hacer el indio, porque se suponer que no saber hablar.
“lo que está pasando tengo la tranquilidad necesaria, y no puedo orar?”" nO SIGNIFICA NADA. la frase sorrecta sería:
“QUÉ ESTÁ PASANDO, TENGO LA TRANQUILIDAD NECESARIA Y….”
DE VERDAD UNA LÁSTIMA.SI ESTO SIGUE ASÍ ME BORRO DE ESTA PÁGINA.
May-be the priest should not have “started a family” (sound like starting a project). A family is a really serious affaire with a lot of responsability. So if his “job” doesn’t go with his family, there something wrong. How can he “shout” on his wife and make her obey(!) to make the children “shut up”…. what a horrible father and husband! He can’t be a priest! If he were a good person, he would be able to pray WITH his wife and children, no? Then God might listen.
I totally agree with Silke.
While meditating, my pet dog Ceasar used to come (from wherever he would be sitting) and lay down on my lap. For a moment he will divert my consciousness but Ive always felt deep joy after that – the joy of flowing of the divine love.
I’ve written a review on Veronika decides to Die on my blog page. And I’ve just completed reading By the river Piedra, I sat down and wept (Shall write on it too soon). Not a great review but it will give me great joy if you can please have a look.
Thanks for all your words you’ve given the world of today!
Lots of Love from Nandhini
Good moral to the story, but he should stop shouting at his wife!
very interesting !
My heartfelt prayers to you and your fellow citizens in the Serrana region to be able to ride over the floods facing them!
With love
i am a muslim and will never forget my childhood days, where my grandma never wanted us stop to play, even when she was praying… one day my father got angry and stopped us playing, but suddenly my grandma told my father, that we the children are the main reason of her praying, so my father allowed us to play again…
grandma, i will never forget you…
we hear God better right from the center of who we really are…brilliant!
“He hears words, but no longer hears the laughter. He notices the devotion, but can no longer see the joy.”
innocence
Aww beautiful ! :)
hahaha, beautiful story!
I can recognize myself in that as when I’m concentrated I need silence around me for some reason. Perhaps it’s because I need to hear my little weak inner voice among all other loud ones. Or it’s just that I do not multitask so well=;O)
Arto Hutto
My young nephew wanted to join in a Rosary that was being said by the family. I was surprised to hear that he knew the prayers but he had such a concentrated and solemn look on his face that I could not stop laughing.
Also my sister decided to bring my 3 year old niece to mass one day. She had her arm around this lady that she didn’t know and was playing with this ladies hair. Then decided that she was going to give this sweet old lady a big kiss on the mouth lol. I tried my best to pull her off this poor old soul but to no avail. Her legs were in the air but her arms were tightly wound around the woman’s neck. The lady had a really shocked look on her face and was just frozen in place. Finally my niece let go and I could not stop laughing when I saw that she now had bright red lipstick on.
Kathleen xxoo
Kathleen,
Hahaha ….Maybe that’s why Jesus said, ” .. be like little children …” Matt. 18: 2
:D
Nice story.I have two nephews,and is a great joy spending time with them.Life could be very empty without childrens around.Fortunately,they love me and they are also happy if I play with them.
To enjoy children s play and laughter, or the nature, or any creation is worship better than any. The first Catholic Church I ever entered was; Sacre-Cæur Basilica in Paris. For a luthean used to people chit chatting, nursing babies, eating lunch and being really loud at the place of worshiping, I had a revelation in this silent, awesome house of God. A time to play and a time to pray.
Should I mention I ate snails simmered in garlic butter, another thing done for the first time in my life, at Montmartre, after the visit to the Church…
you are braver than I am Heart, congratulations, I have never tried the escargots I don’t mind the garlic butter though.
Xx
Eu acho que faz bem para as crianças começarem a entender que em determinadas situações há de se comportar para o favorecimento delas mesmas. Eu falo através da minha experiência como mãe de dois meninos, um de 16 outro de 6. É claro que é um delícia escutar o sorriso e as brincadeiras das crianças , mas as vezes é necessário fazê-las entendender que existe outros movimentos.
Por exemplo quando meu filho mais velho tinha quatro anos e eu o levava à missa comigo, ele ficava correndo a igreja toda, até que ele percebeu que era o único que fazia isso e passou a sentar-se. O mais novo já adora os cantos da missa, vai lá na frente falar com o padre, que também adora ele. Mas quando os dois começam a se estapear na igreja, isso me irrita muito. Mesmo que eu sente no meio deles, tem momentos que são desgradáveis e eu tenho que chamar atenção, porque pertuba.
Por exemplo em casa quando estou orando e eles querem estar junto, tudo bem. Mas se começam a puxar um ao outro no meio da oração como já aconteceu eu sou obrigada a parar. Isso me irrrita mesmo porque eu acho falta de respeito comigo também. Se eu não obrigo-os, então eles que respeitem o meu momento.
Então eu acho bacana, para que as crianças respeitem mais os momentos da oração dos pais, escutar as vezes melodias relegiosas ou cantos. Acalma e o astral fica bom.
Beijos,
Mari Raphael.
If peace is within us, nothing can disturb our prayer, especially not inocent cries of children joy.
The Joy is The Prayer, The Lord is The Joy.
If we need external silence and peace to be able to pray, then something is wrong with us.
The Creator is The Joy and if our life mirrors its joy we are on good path.
Luce
very true….isnt it the core
In meditation, prayer, reading and in every task of everyday life concertration is the KEY. The ability to close ‘out’ anything that distracts us from our object. So our priest, in the story, could not really put all his zeal in his communication with God. Instead of diving into his Soul and closing his material senses, his attention was in the… next room.
Children playing, singing laughing are the sounds of joy. I wish all the children of the World are joyful and happy and NOISY!!
LOVE,
THELMA
Sure. I never liked things too solemn. I remember when I was a child, I felt bereavement around. Though I was told inner, there could be joy with.
I don’t understand why we react so sadly towards death. Of course someone is going, but in God’s House, if people know the late is about to join up with the Whole.
Cries sure, but laughters and dance should be prescribed. In my childhood until today, I always saw the sadness of people and that’s all.
Why I say that now? I went far… I surely don’t know. :)
I wish we change our sight towards death.
As ourselves God prefers to rejoice
With Love
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