My husband and I were raised in Catholic families in Colombia, and from an early age our parents taught us the fundamental moral principles of the Catholic religion. But on April of 1989, when we were born again, we began to understand the true meaning of being a Christian and since then our relationship with God has become more personal. Since then we began to write. José Joaquin wrote reflections about the love of God and messages of hope for humanity, and I wrote wise advice for all families everywhere.

Monday, November 11, 2024

MY 91st BIRTHDAY


 Hello family and friends. Let me talk to you about old age from my own experience. In the third age, time is dressed in whispers of the past and dances in history.  The wrinkles like verses trace the path taken, harvesting experiences in the garden of the past.  The sun caresses my face marked by years and in the twilight of life wisdom flourishes, harvesting the peace that youth does not know. In the third age one finds serenity as if it were a mature poem full of truth.  I close my eyes, think of God, embrace calm and then my experience rises transcending into stillness.  I realize that life is very short, since there is no time for arguments, apologies, ingratitude, much less giving up. There is only time to love but for a moment, because we are like a sigh or like the mist (James 4:14); So let's enjoy it before the air runs out.

Blessed are those who understand how clumsy my walk is


and how unsteady my pulse is. Blessed are those who understand that my ears strain to hear. Blessed are those who realize that my eyes are clouded. Blessed are those who understand me when I spill breakfast on the table. Blessed are those who with a kind smile decide to talk to me. Blessed are those who tolerate the failures of my memory and never say: 'You have already repeated the same story several times.' Blessed are those who know how to awaken stories from my past. Blessed are those who let me know that I am loved and respected and that I am not alone. Blessed are those who understand how difficult it is to find strength at this age to continue fighting. Blessed are all those who with much love accompany me in these difficult times of my life.


We cannot forget the grandmothers, nor the great-grandmothers; I am one of them because I have eleven children, thirteen grandchildren and eleven great-grandchildren. We must turn to them, since they teach us to mend relationships and put our hearts back together, also to repair family wounds, to fight for what is worth it, and to once again address the value of life.  So don't yell at them, don't blame them, listen to them in silence, give them all your attention even if they always tell you the same thing, be patient, laugh with them.  Even if you think that they have nothing left to teach you, go see them as many times as you can, don't make them feel alone. Bring them a flower, give them a kiss, a caress, a smile, a little walk, and if you don't have time, find it and call her and tell her you're coming soon, do it before that chair is empty; she's waiting for you since she has a lot to say to you, but little to give to you.

I tell you that when we feel that the years are passing we


should not pretend to be younger, it would be much better if we were happier, because this way we rejuvenate ourselves much more.  We grow old when we think too much about ourselves and forget about others; also when we close ourselves to new ideas or stop fighting for life.  In youth we learn and in old age we understand.  People are not valuable for how long they live, but for the traces they leave.  God bless all families where there are elderly people and take care of them and love them.

We definitely learn more to value, respect, and love the elderly when we have the love of JESUS ​​CHRIST in our hearts. Receive JESUS ​​in your heart today and you will begin to love in a new dimension.

                                        With love,

                                                        Maria Fanny Agudelo

                                                             10/20/2024
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