this is my god

Estoy leyendo "the power of one" de Bryce Courtenay, aun no lo he terminado así que todavía no me formo una opinión completa al respecto. Sin embargo me encontre con una bellícima cita que me pareció irresistiblemente compartible :)

Not long after i'd first met Doc, we were sitting on our rock on the hill behind the rose garden and I had asked him why I was a sinner and what I had done to mi condemned to eternal hell fire unless I was born again

He sat for a long time looking over the valley, and the he said, "Peekay, God is too busy making the sun come upand go down and watching so the moon floats just right in the sky to be concerned wich such rubish. Only man wants always God should be there to condemn this one an save that one. Always it is man who wants to make heaven and hell. God is too busy training the bees to make honey and every morning opening up all the new flowers for busines. "He paused and smiled. " In Mexico there is a cactus that even sometimes you would think God Forgets. But no, my friend, this is not so. On a full moon in the desert every one hundred years he remembers and he opens up a single flower to bloom. And if you should be there and you see this beautiful cactus blossom painted silver by the moon and laughing up at the stars, this peekay, is heaven". He Looked at me, his deep blue eyes sharp and penetrating. "This is the faith in God the cactus has." We had sat for a while before he spoke again. "It is better just to get on with the busines of living and minding your own busines and maybe, if God likes the way you do things, he may just let you flower for a day or a night. But don't go pestering and begging and telling him all your stupid little sins, that way you will spoil his day. Absoloodle"

Dejemos por favor a Dios en paz, pues quiero ver más lunas llenas y en cuarto menguante, sentir el calor del sol en mi piel, comer un durazno maduro recién cocechado, disfrutar del aroma del mar en la mañana, y un día, tal vez, florecer.

(its not easy to be cheesy)