A conversation with the God
You wept as I didOnce I heard hymns of excessive joy during a funeral, a mother was weeping her son died in a car accident. Words were repeated over and over again, inviting to bless God to have called the boy to Him so young Your behaviour was different: You cried in front of Your friend Lazaruss tomb, even if You knew that in a while You would have resuscitated him; You were touched by the widow of Nain, who followed her sons body and You had already decided to give him back to her arms. Only once You were seen tearless. It was in front of Giaros daughter. Those paid to deride You where prevented to take advantage from their actions and were took away