"The one tree in Francie's yard was neither a pine nor a hemlock. It had pointed leaves which grew along green switches which radiated from the bough and made a tree which looked like a lot of opened green umbrellas. Some people called it the Tree of Heaven. No matter where its seed fell, it made a tree which struggled to reach the sky. It grew in boarded-up lots and out of neglected rubbish heaps and it was the only tree that grew out of cement. It grew lushly, but only in the tenement districts".
A la luz de la Escritura: conversaciones con un amigo jesuita
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[image: El Padre José María mostrándome las páginas de su Biblia]
Hay momentos en la vida en los que sientes la mano de Dios en tu vida
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Ese libro es imprescindible! Como consigue hablar del paso de la infancia a la adolescencia, eso es lo que más me gustó.
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