Habakkuk, 3
14. You have cursed his scepters, the head of his warriors, those who approached like a whirlwind so as to scatter me. Their exultation was like one who devours the poor in secret.
14. You have cursed his scepters, the head of his warriors, those who approached like a whirlwind so as to scatter me. Their exultation was like one who devours the poor in secret.
“O Senhor nos dá tantas graças e nós pensamos que tocamos o céu com um dedo. Não sabemos, no entanto, que para crescer precisamos de pão duro, das cruzes, das humilhações, das provações e das contradições.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina