05-06-2009

* There are men who do not sleep. I do not want to the one who does not sleep, God suggests.

The sleep is the friend of the man. The sleep is the friend of God. The sleep is maybe the most beautiful baby. I myself rested the seventh day.

The one that has a pure choir, sleeps. This is the great secret of being like a boy.

* Then well, they say me that there are men who work well and that they sleep badly.

That they do not sleep. Which lack of confidence in me!

Almost it is more severe than if they worked badly but they slept well.

That if they did not work and they slept, because the laziness not him a sin greater than the restlessness, not even that the despair and the lack of confidence in me.

* I do not speak, he says God, of these men who not even work nor sleep. These are sinning, as supposed. Big sinners.

I speak about those that work and they do not sleep. I pity them. I speak about the ones that work, and that follow my mandate, poor sons, like this. And that on the other hand they do not have the value, they do not have the confidence, they do not sleep.

* I pity them. I do not like them. They do not give me confidence.

Like the boy innocent sleeps in the arms of its mother, they do however not become numb to my arms innocent. They have the courage of working. They do not have the courage of not making anything. Of of stopping. Of resting. Of sleeping.

* They are poor fellows, they do not know the one that is good. They handle very well its businesses during the day. But they do not want to entrust its handling to me during the night. As if I were not capable of insuring-the-there its direction during the night...

* As if more than one that had left in bad situation its businesses to the to go to sleep, it had not found them in very good to the to get up, so that maybe I had passed through it.

THE PORCHE WEARS MYSTÈRE OF THE DEUXIÈME VERTI. Ed. Gallimard. Paris 1929. Charles Peguy (1873-1914). In "Lecturas cristianas it stops nuestro tiempo". Madrid 1974.