He tried, hesitating, there was no help, the only outside atmosphere, that lovely psychologist had no chance to help you, when the cardinal surrounded you and listened to the dialogue between you and the doctor.
They interrupt, constrain, and leave you speechless. Standing at the top of you, at that moment, I felt that you were so helpless and so cold.
You escaped into the world and told a stranger (though she also had a cause and effect). In fact, it is your stranger. You are a drama actor, really. Your long-cherished wish and your profession also coincide.
On your favorite theater stage, you were honorably invited back to the Vatican.
Finally, they let you on to the front desk. With the enthusiastic cheers of a billion believers.
You say:
"Yes, I was chosen, but that didn't give me strength and awareness. It was unease and doubt. The church needs a mentor at this time, someone who has the power to bring about change. A teacher recognized by all. He is tolerant and understanding of all.
I ask the Lord to forgive me, what to do. I don't know if he will forgive me. But I have to be sincere to the Lord and to you. Thinking of you, I realize I'm not up to the task, and I feel like I'm not the one to lead, but I need to be led. All I can say at the moment is, pray for me, the mentor you need is not me."- --The
chorus begins. . . . .
I can't, what kind of courage, what kind of courage, ah.
I'm sorry, I'm leaving.
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