Consumer fire
Faustino de Jesús Zamora VargasThose were the days when my whole being praised the Lord motivated by the beauty of 'first love'. I can still feel the disorder of my heartbeat in the race of total surrender to an inner something that made every chink of my reason bursting with enthusiasm and joy. My faith grew with every step. The world and life radiated new light. The event of Christ in my life was published incessantly. Announcing it became devotion and devotion is a matter of God. The personal vision of the Christ who opened his arms to me was an obsessive apparition. He possessed my mind and soon I began to mend the broken saddlebags of worldly consciousness with heavenly threads and let myself slide down a spiritual channel where I knew beforehand that everything I would find, even in times of misery, was a blessing. .
The word love began to acquire a new dimension; it was a new discovery of myself. I never suspected that that supernatural feeling that came from the love of God could bring out the best in me ... and I sang ... Then I didn't even know a single praise, but I invented it, I sang to my God, I did it in a low voice, high, he screamed with contentment. On my first family vacation, already in the Lord, I cried like a child one afternoon watching the sun go down on the horizon and there came my first attempts at poetry, naive and stark, but full of gratitude and sincere emotions. How loved I felt! My tears turned to hummingbird wings and enlivened my feet, my soul and my senses!