An animation of… Spiritist Drwings. On a silent May night. While the city slept, he remained awake, with a firm hand and a devoted heart.
Chico Xavier psychographed guided by the serene voice of the spirit Emmanuel. — Emmanuel. .
. I don't want to interrupt our tasks. .
. but my body is exhausted. I feel like my strength is running out.
— Get some rest, Chico. But first, let's conclude the message we need to deliver. The spiritual task requires discipline and perseverance.
Remember our commitment. — Is there still a long way to go? - Not a lot.
Enough for the task to be accomplished. — I see. .
. Discipline comes first. — If this message can reach so many hearts… how could it stop now?
— Let's continue. When morning arrived, Chico, overcome by tiredness, fell asleep without noticing the time passing. .
. And suddenly he woke up, with the sun already dominating the sky. - My God!
I slept too much! It's past eight o'clock! — Forgive me, Emmanuel.
I need to run to the farm office. I'm very late! — Go, Chico.
Earthly work is part of our responsibility. But, don't forget that loving your neighbor is also part of the journey. With a calmer mind, but a hurried pace, Chico heads off to another day of work.
— Mr Chico! Did you spend the night writing again? — The task cannot stop, my brother!
If God entrusts us with this work, how could I refuse? With each step, a fine golden dust rose under the sun's rays. To compensate for the delay, his pace quickened.
It was then that, in the distance, a familiar voice called out to Chico. — Chico! I've been waiting since six in the morning, my son!
I need a friendly word. . .
— Ms. Alice, forgive me. .
. I'm very late for work. But I promise I'll be back at lunch But I promise I'll be back at lunch to listen to you, okay?
— I understand, my son. . .
— Chico. . .
come back! Give our sister five minutes. Sometimes these few moments can brighten someone's entire day.
- You are right. Emmanuel. If someone knocks on our door, it's because they need it.
. . Five minutes won't change my day, but it could change hers.
I knew you would come back, Chico… I know your heart. — Dear Dr Bezerra de Menezes prescribed this medicine to me through you. .
. but I don't know how to take it. — Two drops in the morning — Two drops in the morning and two at night, Dona Alice.
Trust God and keep praying. — May God reward you, Chico… Go with God, my son! As he left, Chico felt lighthearted.
But before he could get too far away, Emmanuel's voice resounded once again. — Chico, stop for a moment. — Chico, stop for a moment.
Watch what came from our sister's lips. — Emmanuel… what light is that? I've never seen something so pure.
. . — It's the vibration of love, Chico.
What you see are the fluids of gratitude that flowed from Dona Alice's heart. Words full of sincerity and affection are not lost in the wind. They become light… and return to whoever sowed them.
— So. . .
every word, every gesture. . .
nothing is lost? —Nothing, Chico. This is the Law of Cause and Effect.
What we put out into the world always finds a way back. If we spread light, it welcomes us. If we sow shadow, it follows us.
Every choice, every intention shapes the road we travel. — Emmanuel… I think I ended up being the one who was attended to here. I left the house in a hurry.
. . now, I continue with peace.
After this vision, Chico resumes his path, feeling light and with renewed energy. — Thank you, Emmanuel. Today I understood that serving those in need is serving the Creator himself.
— When we donate our time and affection, we not only help… we enlighten ourselves. Keep going, Chico. There are more hearts waiting for you on the farm.
— Mr Chico, I thought you were going to forget about us today! — No way, my brother. .
. We always get where we need to be, at the right time. Between work and dedication, between haste and charity, Chico lived another day… and, in the end, he carried with him the certainty that serving is always worth it.
— Lord, may my words be seeds of light. That, even when tired, I never deny my ear to those who need it. May I know how to stop when necessary, because the rush of the world should never be greater than the rush of love.
May my voice always be an instrument of comfort, and my words, a reflection of Your peace. May kindness guide me, patience strengthen me, and hope brighten my days. May my steps be guided by love and my soul sustained by gratitude.
Thank you for the blessing of living. — And so, Chico Xavier followed his path. He worked, served, learned.
. . and understood that a simple “Go with God” can transform hearts.
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