La Reflexión de Lucia (Esp/ Eng)

Lucia, venía de su trabajo, tan triste, tan nostálgica, venía cansada, sentía un cansancio interno, de esos que se cuelan en el alma; era como mucho luchar contra corriente y a pesar de que contaba y tenía lo indispensable para vivir, se sentía agobiada, por el peso de las responsabilidades, por un trabajo que no le era bien compensado y por solo prácticamente, sobrevivir...

Cuando seguía caminando, sentía más el peso de sus años, que ya eran unos cuantos, hoy con más intensidad; tenía tiempo en que su alma, no se sentía tan atacada, por los malos sentimientos humanos, era humana. Se preguntaba, porque ella y su familia, siempre tenían que estar viviendo con apenas lo indispensable y porque otras personas, parecía aflorarles el dinero a borbotones, sin tanto esfuerzo... el dinero no da la felicidad, pero como ayuda...

A Lucia, nada se le había hecho sencillo, cada cosa que había obtenido en la vida, había sido literalmente conseguido con el sudor de su frente, igualmente toda su familia, ninguno había tenido nada fácilmente, todo había sido luchado, paso a paso. Ella pensaba que eso había tenido muchas cosas positivas, sus hijos habían madurado prontamente.

Habían conseguido una sabiduría, que la vida misma les había otorgado, pero ya todos querían una pausa, les surgía lo humano, un tiempo de relax, un tiempo de diversión familiar, hacía tanto tiempo en que no habían podido disfrutar unos días de tranquilidad, sin tener que preocuparse por nada. Como deseaba unos días así.

¿Era malo desear querer disfrutar un poco, de salir sin tener que preocuparse en lo que se va a gastar? No estaban en una guerra, pero a veces se sentían tan limitados..., como si estuvieran en una, pero luego, a medida que iba transitando su camino del trabajo a casa, se detuvo de pronto, cuando de repente alguien la sacaba de sus absortas cavilaciones junto a un tropezón.

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Volvía al mundo real y miraba a su alrededor como quien despierta de un trance, entonces de repente ve a un hombre maduro, con su bastón para ciegos vendiendo sus caramelos en la calle; deja de pensar en ella y empieza a detallar a aquel hombre, se da cuenta de que trae los zapatos rotos, su ropa aunque limpia, se veía bastante desgastada por el uso y el tiempo; este hombre la había sacado de sus tristes pensamientos con aquel involuntario tropiezo.

Entonces Lucia, se siente como si la hubieran golpeado, cuando en realidad solo la habían tropezado, se sintió avergonzada de venir con tantos pensamientos, de quejas, ella no tenía sus zapatos rotos, tenía sus 5 sentidos perfectos, tenía un techo sobre su cabeza, su familia sana y unida y un trabajo que aunque ahora no le aportaba lo suficiente, no tenía que andar por horas bajo el sol inclemente, voceando para que alguien logre comprarle algo, si la suerte le sonreía.

Lucia sabia, que si no iba a trabajar por estar enferma o por alguna situación, difícilmente le iban a dejar de aportar su dinero, aunque ahora fuese poco. Pero este pobre hombre, si no vendía, no podría cubrir sus necesidades más inmediatas. Comprendió que en este mundo, hay personas que tienen una vida mucho más difícil que ella, pero también pensó, "Yo únicamente quiero un mundo donde todos podamos ser felices, sin guerras, sin tantas carencias, todos tenemos a disfrutar a vivir plenamente".

Bendijo a aquel hombre, para que le fuera mejor este día y todos los demás, le deseo que pudiera conseguir una mejor manera para poder vivir y que pudiera tener tranquilidad y paz en su vida. Pidió por el, por todos y por ella misma, recordó este versículo bíblico, que un hombre gritaba a lo lejos casualmente y esto se quedó en su atribulada mente.

Jeremías 33:3 "Clama a mí, y te responderé, y te daré a conocer cosas grandes y ocultas que tú no sabes". Pensó, que "todos" impulsados por Dios, le estaban dando un mensaje y que solo tenía que oír y ver. A veces el mundo te brinda las respuestas que buscas y no te das cuenta, como a Lucia, solamente tienes que aprender a mirar…

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Lucia came from her work, so sad, so nostalgic, she was tired, she felt an internal tiredness, one of those that seep into the soul; it was like fighting against the current and even though she had the necessary things to live, she felt overwhelmed by the weight of responsibilities, by a job that was not well compensated and by practically surviving...

When she continued walking, she felt more the weight of her years, which were already a few, today with more intensity; she had time in which her soul, did not feel so attacked, by the bad human feelings, she was human. She wondered why she and her family always had to be living with only the bare necessities and why other people seemed to have money pouring in, without so much effort... money does not bring happiness, but it helps...

To Lucia, nothing had been made easy, everything she had obtained in life, had been literally achieved with the sweat of her brow, likewise all her family, none of them had had anything easily, everything had been fought, step by step. She thought that this had had many positive things, her children had matured quickly.

They had gained a wisdom that life itself had given them, but they all wanted a break, they wanted a time of relaxation, a time of family fun, it had been so long since they had been able to enjoy a few days of tranquility, without having to worry about anything. How I longed for a few days like that.

Was it wrong to want to enjoy a little, to go out without having to worry about what they were going to spend? They weren't in a war, but sometimes they felt so constrained..., as if they were in one, but then, as she was walking her way home from work, she stopped suddenly, when suddenly someone pulled her out of her absorbed musings with a stumble.

She returned to the real world and looked around her like someone waking up from a trance, then suddenly she saw a mature man, with his cane for the blind selling his candies in the street; she stopped thinking about her and began to detail that man, she realized that his shoes were broken, his clothes although clean, looked quite worn out by use and time; this man had taken her out of her sad thoughts with that involuntary stumble.

Then Lucia felt as if she had been beaten, when in fact she had only been tripped, she felt ashamed to come with so many thoughts of complaints, she did not have her shoes broken, she had her 5 senses perfect, she had a roof over her head, her family healthy and united and a job that although now did not bring her enough, she did not have to walk for hours under the inclement sun, shouting for someone to buy something for her, if luck smiled on her.

Lucia knew that if she didn't go to work because she was sick or in some other situation, it would be difficult for them to stop giving her money, even if it wasn't enough. But this poor man, if he did not sell, would not be able to cover his immediate needs. She understood that in this world, there are people who have a much more difficult life than her, but she also thought, "I only want a world where we can all be happy, without wars, without so many shortages, we all have to enjoy a full life".

She blessed that man, so that this day and all the others would be better for him, she wished him to get a better way to live and that he could have peace and tranquility in his life. She prayed for him, for everyone and for herself, she remembered this bible verse, that a man casually shouted in the distance and this stuck in her troubled mind.

Jeremiah 33:3 "Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and make known unto thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not ". He thought, "everyone" prompted by God, was giving him a message and he just had to hear and see. Sometimes the world gives you the answers you are looking for and you do not realize, like Lucia, you just have to learn to look...