I remembered that on a certain occasion, I visited a tin ranch inhabited by a young couple who had been displaced by the violence in Colombia: when I arrived, I saw a little boy having fun with a toy car without tires; then, the warmth and purity of a very young woman who with humility and some concern for the fragile state of her home, asked me to come in. After a while, her husband arrived, and after greeting his wife affectionately, with sweetness and security in his words, he told me that I was very welcome; I was able to experience a precious light of peace, freedom and love, in the middle of this home.

Eight days later, I met an apartment fifteen or twenty times larger than that ranch and occupied by wealthy people, who in that month, gave their daughter a new car for her birthday, but in this place, tension, disinterest for the emotionally basic, a forced and uncomfortable silence and hypocritical appearance ruled.

Proverbs 17:1 NKJV

1 Better is a dry morsel with quietness,
Than a house full of feasting with strife.

Psalm 34:2,18 NKJV

2 My soul shall make its boast in the Lord;
The humble shall hear of it and be glad.
18 The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart,
And saves such as have a contrite spirit.