Automatic translation from Italian, under review.
Today is the tenth anniversary of the departure for Heaven of Rosaria Leopardi in Lanza, Mamma Sarina, as many of us called her.
We wish to remember the dead, our dead, because in life, one day, they belonged to us and have gone before us; together with them we walked a stretch of road, they accompanied us on the journey, helped us to grow, handed on the faith to us.
God placed beside us a father, a mother, brothers, sisters, a wife, a husband, friends, acquaintances, and all of them, in different ways, were given to us for life and for death, forever.
“The souls of the righteous... are in the hand of God, and no torment will ever touch them. In the view of the foolish they seemed to be dead; their passing away was thought an affliction and their going from us a disaster, but they are in peace” (Wis 3,1-3).
Love does not die, it is eternal, because God is Love and is the God of the living and of the dead.
May the God of the living grant that the silence of those who have already gone before us become the most powerful word of their love for us.
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