Miguel Ramos
Few people have the ability to make most of their hopes and dreams and happens to my case, like many, somewhere in your life, I thought of dedicating mine to be a disciple of Christ, not some frustration, because I did not have luck or not I like women, or as an escape from life, but equally with the time I thought I could do more things outside without collar shirt and because I felt limited, terrified by the little common sense and honesty with which human beings usually act, but the calling or called to serve all of a sudden I was tickled. When killed he was class at the University to go to dinner at the Minor Seminary of satellite where it was and the house, where nuns and seminarians friends allowed me to share a table which, incidentally, was a delight, especially the bread with Chocolatito sopeado . I always
impact the pace of daily life that were getting up at 4:30 am to recite the Lauds "prayer to start the day", meaning in Latin (Laudares) means salutation, and can be interpreted as one of the primary purposes of execution in this morning, hence, the bathroom, Mass at 5:30, breakfast at 6:00 and admission to classes at 7:00 am daily . An active lifestyle of course, hence the closeness and friendship with several priests some good some not so but as they say there is everything in the vineyard of the Lord, derived from this endless frequent questions were more interesting this relationship, namely their concerns, anguish, joy, as some may be so weak and others as extremely strong. He lived very closely the priestly life, but never as close as the day I was a priest ... ..
... .. Thursday December 16, 1999, the final, Pachuca - Cruz Azul, the intention of going to the final stage but they'll totally invalid, a call that day at 24:00
- "I have tickets for the stadium Hidalgo, you dare? "
-" Claaarooooo !!!!" - said, for me, of course it was a miracle, We take the highway to Bella Airosa, was my friend Fr. Roberto Rosas blue blood and passion as me.
- "First we went to Bishop's house, eat and at night we went to the stadium" - not that anything other than food,
- "Perfect said" - and we Cathedral, played at the door and we opened,
- "They are the parents who come from Mexico, right?" - the father nodded - "Come, take them right now with the bishop" -.
We climbed into a van and left, in my heart the anguish of knowing that I was not father and then wait to talk to you if it was, we were received as such, Mr. Bishop, the people, then we sat at the table, at the time advantage, but I hear ... .. shut your mouth and eat, he said, and if so began my adventure, I ate and tasted, people approached us with the thrill of receiving a house rooted in Catholicism, the questions, the talk, all focused on my new identity. And who are you?, ¡¡¡¡¡ Toooiinggg!! Well, Cruz Azul, looks up, stuck, we went from being Catholic priests separated brethren, but well, followed Mariachi harmony arrived, we headed to the stadium, we got audiences with Mr. Bishop and play began 22 minutes Pinheiro noted by Cruz Azul and both jumped for joy in the midst of the club Pachuca eyes on us and saving the voice of the bishop, are priests eh!, breathe a minute later, at 23, the goal like a bucket Glaría ice water, we sat, the excitement continued after the 2 -1 of Pachuca, 41 minutes Glaría again, the earth !!!!, swallow us in minute 90, a light beam, Pedro Resendiz 2 -2, fffiiiuuu!, the derision is automatically canceled, we left the stadium to dinner at Cathedral to return to Mexico, already seated in the talk,
- "we are waiting for the meeting of priests in 15 days, I turn to see Father,
- Sssiiii Graaaciass - nervous, until he reached the question fulminant
-" So you that Father Miguel Parish comes? - I felt chiquitititititito,
- I'm not Father, forgive - and with a smile! Uuupppsss !!!!, the adventure is over, we said goodbye and take the road.
was an unforgettable day always grateful to my friend who is no longer with me, just from last Thursday to meet with who gave us the opportunity to live, and me to be something that at some time in my life craved, always remember and cherish the good and warm moments that talk and discuss football, God, you'll live forever thankful for the day I was a priest, to always dear father, my friend, Rest in peace ... .. Register
Author: 03-2006-031713105000-01
Few people have the ability to make most of their hopes and dreams and happens to my case, like many, somewhere in your life, I thought of dedicating mine to be a disciple of Christ, not some frustration, because I did not have luck or not I like women, or as an escape from life, but equally with the time I thought I could do more things outside without collar shirt and because I felt limited, terrified by the little common sense and honesty with which human beings usually act, but the calling or called to serve all of a sudden I was tickled. When killed he was class at the University to go to dinner at the Minor Seminary of satellite where it was and the house, where nuns and seminarians friends allowed me to share a table which, incidentally, was a delight, especially the bread with Chocolatito sopeado . I always
impact the pace of daily life that were getting up at 4:30 am to recite the Lauds "prayer to start the day", meaning in Latin (Laudares) means salutation, and can be interpreted as one of the primary purposes of execution in this morning, hence, the bathroom, Mass at 5:30, breakfast at 6:00 and admission to classes at 7:00 am daily . An active lifestyle of course, hence the closeness and friendship with several priests some good some not so but as they say there is everything in the vineyard of the Lord, derived from this endless frequent questions were more interesting this relationship, namely their concerns, anguish, joy, as some may be so weak and others as extremely strong. He lived very closely the priestly life, but never as close as the day I was a priest ... ..
... .. Thursday December 16, 1999, the final, Pachuca - Cruz Azul, the intention of going to the final stage but they'll totally invalid, a call that day at 24:00
- "I have tickets for the stadium Hidalgo, you dare? "
-" Claaarooooo !!!!" - said, for me, of course it was a miracle, We take the highway to Bella Airosa, was my friend Fr. Roberto Rosas blue blood and passion as me.
- "First we went to Bishop's house, eat and at night we went to the stadium" - not that anything other than food,
- "Perfect said" - and we Cathedral, played at the door and we opened,
- "They are the parents who come from Mexico, right?" - the father nodded - "Come, take them right now with the bishop" -.
We climbed into a van and left, in my heart the anguish of knowing that I was not father and then wait to talk to you if it was, we were received as such, Mr. Bishop, the people, then we sat at the table, at the time advantage, but I hear ... .. shut your mouth and eat, he said, and if so began my adventure, I ate and tasted, people approached us with the thrill of receiving a house rooted in Catholicism, the questions, the talk, all focused on my new identity. And who are you?, ¡¡¡¡¡ Toooiinggg!! Well, Cruz Azul, looks up, stuck, we went from being Catholic priests separated brethren, but well, followed Mariachi harmony arrived, we headed to the stadium, we got audiences with Mr. Bishop and play began 22 minutes Pinheiro noted by Cruz Azul and both jumped for joy in the midst of the club Pachuca eyes on us and saving the voice of the bishop, are priests eh!, breathe a minute later, at 23, the goal like a bucket Glaría ice water, we sat, the excitement continued after the 2 -1 of Pachuca, 41 minutes Glaría again, the earth !!!!, swallow us in minute 90, a light beam, Pedro Resendiz 2 -2, fffiiiuuu!, the derision is automatically canceled, we left the stadium to dinner at Cathedral to return to Mexico, already seated in the talk,
- "we are waiting for the meeting of priests in 15 days, I turn to see Father,
- Sssiiii Graaaciass - nervous, until he reached the question fulminant
-" So you that Father Miguel Parish comes? - I felt chiquitititititito,
- I'm not Father, forgive - and with a smile! Uuupppsss !!!!, the adventure is over, we said goodbye and take the road.
was an unforgettable day always grateful to my friend who is no longer with me, just from last Thursday to meet with who gave us the opportunity to live, and me to be something that at some time in my life craved, always remember and cherish the good and warm moments that talk and discuss football, God, you'll live forever thankful for the day I was a priest, to always dear father, my friend, Rest in peace ... .. Register
Author: 03-2006-031713105000-01
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