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Parish priest Fr Manuel Peñalver Soler, Lady Mayoress and my good friend Puri headman Manzano, President of the Brotherhood of the Holy Christ of Peace, Don Juan Marin Nazarene and Nazarene, Ladies and gentlemen, good evening
I come to this corner of the garden to try to put words to feelings.
The feelings of a Nazarene, which has no more merit than faith feel carrying a single step of wearing a robe with pride and feel a participant, like many of the ways in which my country to show the passion, death and resurrection of Jesus , as understood Murcia.
Precisely at this time, when it begins to awaken early spring, Murcia and smelling garden flowers, wax, incense rising to heaven and prayers that fill the hearts of the good people of Zarandona, good people like those worn by maroon robes.
I wish to express my appreciation to the Board of the Brotherhood of Peace Christ for giving me the opportunity to give this proclamation.
A cry that has no claim to praise our Holy Week, where the Christ which expired nearly 2000 years ago, his passion and death walks the streets of the old and modern Zarandona.
I thank the great honor, the great distinction which is my appointment as Town Crier of the splendid days ahead, of those great days of faith and piety.
Because, besides being a distinction that permeates into my soul, it also involves an important responsibility: to become the new guarantor of this wonderful and herald great Easter that, although young, has already demonstrated the nazarenía, work and enthusiasm of the brothers who made it possible.
Zarandona really has a great Easter, aided by the indescribable gouge a teacher who has led the town's name to the ends of the world.
Parents of Don Francisco Liza thought that such interest of his son to model with clay figures of the canals would be a passing hobby.
They were wrong.
Half a century after its stem was the most important shrines of the province and claim his master, even from American soil.
There is no greater globalization that Christianity can not understand the definition of brother of Charity of Nazareth was this Christ of Peace, in its close agony, is the heat of human hands to lighten the weight of the Cross.
We all speak the same language and all, as Christ warned us in the world know how we love, by the momentum that we are facing death and suffering.
This is, in my humble opinion, the problem of man: his fear of everything that destroys everything that makes you suffer, kills you, what bothers him, sickness, loneliness, old age ...
the fear of all that Christ faced so that we could go hand-in your hand without getting killed.
And do not care to contemplate the Lord is defeated only in appearance across the corners of Zarandona, is just how to enjoy their lives by delivering remote roads that permeate the first blossom of the year.
Christ is passing ...
It's on the night of Holy Thursday Passion when it meets this kind of penance that becomes glorious, when the eyes were filled with tears, remember the father and the grandfather who gave us his wisdom Nazarene, that mother, that grandmother that love, neatly dressed us in the dark in the morning after was awake, awake, watching the shelves, which are the weapons of the Nazarene, the robe, his holy uniform candy, the sweet ammunition, and the concern and nerves, their responsibility.
Now we know that the memory of the lost son, the brother I never embrace on this earth, the friend who left us by surprise in a day of misfortune, we now know that up there, above the spring sky, beyond where aroma rises alábega, jasmine and orange blossom Nazarene, we are looking at the balconies of the Paradise, with the same smile, with the same happiness tonight, here, remember.
I wish my eyes were goldfinches that Christ will stand on this joyful witness a new dawn of solidarity and brotherhood.
I wish my pulse, made of cast iron, traverse the heart of this splendid Dolorosa to alleviate their pain and grief.
I wish my heart was dissolved in pure water and stilled that watered the fields so dry that water needs and emerging a bed of roses to the passage of our Lord.
I wish my ears, studded passionflowers gear, would become an endless listening near the foot of San Juan, to follow in their painful way to Calvary.
I want my breath to rise in air blast love to wrap the solemn meeting and collected, thanks to the passion of these people who know how to love their virgins and their Christs.
Oh, if my blood was exchanged for sprouting serene immaculate blood of Christ's side!
Or if you could vary the awkwardness of these lines to transmit the hope here with the expertise of the Evangelist.
I would be slender palm tree on the Malecon that are glorious mockery is swaying to see the itinerary of the Nazarene Murcia I love with all my heart.
I want my voice to blossom again caress the beautiful face of our pain.
I REQUEST OS, GLORIOUS QUEEN
ETERNAL FATHER'S DAUGHTER
MOTHER OF THE DIVINE WORD
SPIRIT AND WIFE:
Bestow ME PIOUS
OH!
UNDER SINNERS
DEVOTION, ANSI, Fervor
COMPASSION, GRIEF AND TENDERNESS
TO FEEL BITTERNESS
SEVEN SORROWS OF YOUR
THEN raise me GODLY
And your heart rate
HOW BEAUTIFUL TASTING
SEEING IS JOYFUL CHRIST
IN ZARANDONA, REIGN
I would, on balance, sunrise sunrise every morning as a Nazarene, restless heart, and the vibrant pulse, excited to discover a cloudless sky, happy to wear the tunic a year, worn out with zeal and satisfaction to return home and hopeful, always hopeful because the finishing touches to the throne of his desires, the last sharp blow to the church door, is always the first for next Easter.
The arrival of Holy Week, one of those great days when we remember the Passion and Resurrection of Jesus Christ, is for the Brothers of Peace, and for all from Murcia, a very special date.
Especially among those who have the great pleasure and pride to wear the robe.
Because the real protagonists of this great story that every year we remember and renew our commitment to Christ are, indeed, members of various guilds passionflowers of our beloved city.
They are one of the best vehicles for spreading the Gospel and the Christian faith in the modern world in which we live.
As mayor and as a Nazarene, sending a warm greeting to tales brothers and families participate in the parade on Thursday flooded color saddest of the year and encourage you to continue promoting the beautiful tradition of sharing our faith through these wonderful days in that becomes Nazarene Murcia.
And here in Zarandona, and feels close the solemn besapié which will mean the real beginning of Holy Week, the moment that many will pay tribute to Him who has saved us all.
What a thrill when the saddest evening of humanity opens the door to the parish church of Zarandona to start your holy procession route, in slow walk until the return is an impressive meeting place where our Mother Sorrows, bows to his dying son, while his faithful disciple John observes.
With what dignity the tips of the poles of the throne touch the ground out of respect to the Savior and how feelings then flood the hearts of those present!
This is our faith This is our Hope in Christ.
That the Holy Christ of Peace bless our families and help us to continue guarding our guilds and by celebrating the essence of our story: the Passion, Death and Resurrection of Our Lord Jesus Christ.
"On this evening, Cristo de la Paz,
I came to beg for my flesh is weak;
but see, my eyes come and go
your body to my body in shame.
How to complain about my tired feet
when I see yours broken?
How do I show my hands empty
when yours is full of wounds?
How do you explain my loneliness,
Cross when you're just flat rate?
How do I explain that I have no love
when you have ripped the heart?
Now I do not remember anything,
I fled from all ailments.
The momentum of the prayer that brought
I was drowning in the mouth beggar.
And just ask, do not ask anything
be here with your picture dead
gradually learn that pain is only
the key of your holy holy door. "
Until Murcia corner of my soul, from our garden, I have come to proclaim your Easter, your people and mine might say the verses of Miguel Hernández.
And rather than as a legitimate representative of the city, I wanted to do as a Nazarene, as a Christian who believes that Jesus of Nazareth became a man, willingly underwent suffering and death for the redemption of our sins, rose again and is seated at the Father's right.
Zarandona Nazarene, the time has come.
Convert you with pride in the most beautiful walking catechesis show representing the passion, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, as understood Murcia, ie through Holy Week.
In the distance I hear the sounds of drums and horns, car horns and drums announcing that Zarandona pile is Nazarene. Hands sensitive ironing robes, everything is ready in no time Jesus comes to us and will be there to welcome you and love Zarandona.
A final license takes this preacher, and, from there, complimenting our Christ, Peace and along with him to Our Lady of Sorrows, and joining their voices with our patron saint, the Virgin of Fuensanta cry
Zarandona Viva! Zarandona Viva forever, Murcia and her garden!
Thank you very much for your attention.
Miguel Angel Town.
Mayor of Murcia.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Source: Ayuntamiento de Murcia
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