There
is a legend about an African boy called Emmanuel who was always asking
questions. One day he asked the question, “What language does God speak?” No
one could answer him. He traveled all over his own country with the same
question, but still did not receive an answer.
Eventually, he set off in search of the answer on other continents. For a long time, he had no success. At last he came one night to a village called Bethlehem, and, as there was no room in the local inns, he went outside the village in search of a shelter for the night. He came to a cave, and he saw that it was occupied by a couple and a child.
Eventually, he set off in search of the answer on other continents. For a long time, he had no success. At last he came one night to a village called Bethlehem, and, as there was no room in the local inns, he went outside the village in search of a shelter for the night. He came to a cave, and he saw that it was occupied by a couple and a child.
He
was about to turn away when the young mother spoke, “Welcome, Emmanuel, we’ve
been expecting you.” The boy was amazed that the woman knew his name. He was
even more amazed when she went on to say, “For a long time you have been
searching the world over to find out what language God speaks. Well, now your
journey is over. Tonight, you can see with your own eyes what language God
speaks. He speaks the language of love, that is expressed in sharing,
understanding, mercy and total acceptance.”
