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In God's name
Adaptation of Michel Quoist poem "Prayer of the Priest"
Pictures and technical direction
Director of photography Wagner Soares
Screenplay adaptation
Starring
Production and direction
This afternoom, Lord, I´m alone
In the church, little by little, the noises got quiet
Everybody has gone
And I came back home
Step by step, alone.
I ran into people who were coming back from a ride
I went through the movies
A small crowd vomited
I wandered the cafes terraces
Where, tired, the walkers did everything
to prolong a little more the joy of living a celebration on Sunday
I bumped into the guys who played ball on the sidewalk
The boys, Lord
The children of others who will never be mine
And here I am, Lord,
Alone
The silence hurts
Loneliness overwhelms me
I'm 35 years old Lord,
A body made like the other bodies,
Young arms to work,
A heart reserved for love
But everything I gave you
It's true that you needed everything,
I gave you all
But it's hard Lord,
It´s hard to give your own body
He wanted to give himself to others.
It's hard to love everybody
And not have anyone.
It's hard to shake a hand
without being able to retain it.
It's hard to sprout an affection,
But to give it to you.
It's hard to be nothing for yourself,
in order to be everything for them.
It's hard to be like others,
among the others
and be another.
It's hard to give without ceasing
without expecting to receive
It's hard to go
to meet the others
but nobody comes to meet us.
It's hard to suffer the sins of others,
and carry them.
It´s hard to get the secrets without being able to share them.
It´s hard to drag others without ceasing
and never be able to let yourself
to be dragged by others.
It´s hard to support the weak
unable to rely on a strong
It´s hard to be alone Lord
Alone in front of everybody.
Alone in the world.
Alone faced with suffering
sin
death.
You're not alone, my son,
I'm with you,
I am you.
In fact, I needed more humanity
to continue my incarnation
and my redemption.
From all eternity,
I chose you.
I need you.
I need your hands to continue blessing me,
I need your lips to keep talking
I need your body to continue suffering,
I need your heart to continue loving,
I need you to continue saving,
Stay with me, my son.
Lord,
here I am:
Here's my body,
Here's my heart,
Here's my soul
Make me great enough to reach the world,
Strong enough to bear it,
Pure enough
to embrace it,
without wanting to keep it.
Make me a meeting point, yes,
but a passing point
A path that holds for itself
because there's nothing human to find in it,
anything that doesn't lead to you.
This afternoon, Lord,
while all around is silence,
inside my heart
I feel loneliness biting hard.
While my heart
howls for a long time its hunger for pleasure,
While men devour my soul
and I feel powerless to satisfy them,
While on my shoulders
the whole world weights
with all its weight of misery
and sin,
I tell you again
my YES.
not roaring with laughter,
but slowly,
lucidly,
humbly, alone, Lord
under your look,
in the peace of the afternoon…
This film is dedicated to the memory of the filmmaker Nelson Simas
Who contributed to the advancement of this film