Deliver, serve, enjoy…

<<< 12/31/2018 Surrender, serve, enjoy... To be able to explain a little about what the HAM have meant to me, I have to go back in time. About a year ago, I was asked to start forming Hakuna in my city. The first thing I thought was: "phew, I don't have time and I don't want to commit, I'll go to some Holy Hour and that's it, but I won't commit to giving 100% of myself." A few weeks later, I suffered the loss of a loved one and decided to go to Hakuna to see if it would help me. I arrived at the first Holy Hour and as soon as I knelt before the Blessed Sacrament, I broke down crying. The next Holy Hour was more of the same. Crying, crying, and crying. After a few weeks, I thought: "why am I going if I'm going to be crying the whole hour," so I distanced myself and started making excuses not to go. Maybe I was afraid to face everything I felt when I heard the choir sing, or what came to my mind when I prayed. It has been a year of comings and goings, with a family situation that has made me feel many times that God had turned his back on me, that He had abandoned me. I didn't understand why what was happening to me was happening when I never did wrong and always tried to please others. In June, I decided to go to the HAM in Rome, mainly because I never miss a trip and I sign up for anything, to be honest. I went with a wrong and selfish mindset thinking: "great, I'm going to see Rome and eat lots of ice cream and pizzas." And I can tell you in advance that there, praying and sharing my joy with everyone, that was the least of my concerns. When I arrived in Rome, I felt very welcomed and began to feel the love of Hakuna in the atmosphere... how wonderful! It was the third time I visited Rome, but I must say that filled with hakuners, Rome seemed more beautiful and holier than ever. The Holy Hour with the Holy Father made me react, realize that joy, restlessness, and compassion are essential elements in the life of a Christian. The Holy Masses celebrated in Rome were another opportunity to open my eyes and realize that prayer can do everything. The HAM has opened my eyes and made me see how little life is to give it away. Surrender, love, pray, laugh, serve, enjoy... What else to say... sometimes it is hard to express feelings in words and it is necessary to live it to understand it. If someone asked me to describe what Hakuna, especially the HAM, means to me, I am convinced I would say: "Love, Faith, passion, and joy." From here, I thank each and every person who makes up Hakuna. Especially Don Josepe, my goodness, what a mess you've made. May the Christian revolution continue and reach every corner of the world. >>>