Zgo Quotes

6But when you pray,  z go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret.

And when you pray, you must not be like the hypocrites. For they love  xto stand and pray in the synagogues and at the street corners, that they may be seen by others.  yTruly, I say to you, they have received their reward. 6But when you pray,  zgo into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret.  aAnd your Father who sees in secret will reward you. 7“And when you pray, do not heap up empty phrases as  bthe Gentiles do, for  cthey think that they will be heard  dfor their many words. 8Do not be like them,  efor your Father knows what you need before you ask him. 9 fPray then like this: g“Our Father in heaven, hhallowed be iyour name. [1] 10  jYour kingdom come, kyour will be done, [2] lon earth as it is in heaven. 11  mGive us  nthis day our daily bread, [3] 12 and forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors. 13 And  olead us not into temptation, but pdeliver us from qevil. [4] 14 rFor if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, 15 sbut if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses. Fasting 16“And  twhen you fast, do not look gloomy like the hypocrites, for they disfigure their faces that their fasting may be seen by others.  uTruly, I say to you, they have received their reward. 17But when you fast,  vanoint your head and wash your face, 18that your fasting may not be seen by others but by your Father who is in secret.  wAnd your Father who sees in secret will reward you. Lay Up Treasures in Heaven 19 x“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on

Nic dwa razy Nic dwa razy się nie zda­rza i nie zda­rzy. Z tej przy­czy­ny zro­dzi­li­śmy się bez wpra­wy i po­mrze­my bez ru­ty­ny. Choć­by­śmy ucznia­mi byli naj­tęp­szy­mi w szko­le świa­ta, nie bę­dzie­my re­pe­to­wać żad­nej zimy ani lata. Żaden dzień się nie po­wtó­rzy, nie ma dwóch po­dob­nych nocy, dwóch tych sa­mych po­ca­łun­ków, dwóch jed­na­kich spoj­rzeń w oczy. Wczo­raj, kie­dy two­je imię ktoś wy­mó­wił przy mnie gło­śno, tak mi było, jak­by róża przez otwar­te wpa­dła okno. Dziś, kie­dy je­ste­śmy ra­zem, od­wró­ci­łam twarz ku ścia­nie. Róża? Jak wy­glą­da róża? Czy to kwiat? A może ka­mień? Cze­mu ty się, zła go­dzi­no, z nie­po­trzeb­nym mie­szasz lę­kiem? Je­steś - a więc mu­sisz mi­nąć. Mi­niesz - a więc to jest pięk­ne. Uśmiech­nię­ci, współ­o­bję­ci spró­bu­je­my szu­kać zgo­dy, choć róż­ni­my się od sie­bie jak dwie kro­ple czy­stej wody.