Kjo q\u00eb do t\u2019ju tregoj \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb histori q\u00eb bazohet te besimi n\u00eb t\u00eb madhin Zot. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kur ndodhemi n\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi, kur e shikojm\u00eb veten sikur jemi n\u00eb grack\u00eb dhe nuk gjejm\u00eb asnj\u00eb rrug\u00ebzgjidhje, nuk ka r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi se \u00e7far\u00eb feje jemi: <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mysliman\u00eb, bektashinj, katolik\u00eb, ortodoks\u00eb apo t\u00eb ndonj\u00eb besimi tjet\u00ebr, ne i drejtohemi Per\u00ebndis\u00eb, krijuesit t\u00eb gjith\u00e7kaje, atij q\u00eb na fali jet\u00ebn, q\u00eb na do dhe na m\u00ebshiron, atij q\u00eb i rr\u00ebfejm\u00eb m\u00ebkatet tona dhe na i fal ato, atij q\u00eb nuk mund t\u2019i fshehim asgj\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ai vendos p\u00ebr fatet tona. Besimi q\u00eb kemi tek ai, na b\u00ebn t\u00eb lutemi, t\u00eb kalojm\u00eb nj\u00eb lum\u00eb t\u00eb rr\u00ebmbyesh\u00ebm dhe t\u00eb mbetemi gjall\u00eb, t\u00eb mbijetojm\u00eb n\u00ebn rr\u00ebnojat e nj\u00eb t\u00ebrmeti…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pik\u00ebrisht p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb besim do t\u2019ju tregoj. Do t\u2019ju tregoj p\u00ebr nj\u00eb grua t\u00eb\nkrishter\u00eb ashtu si\u00e7 jam edhe un\u00eb vet\u00eb, q\u00eb besimi n\u00eb Zot e mban gjall\u00eb, q\u00eb\nshpresa n\u00eb Zot i jep forc\u00ebn dhe besimin se nj\u00eb dit\u00eb do t\u00eb sh\u00ebrohet. Aktualisht,\najo \u00ebsht\u00eb 45 vje\u00e7e dhe vuan prej nj\u00eb kanceri n\u00eb mit\u00ebr prej 15 a m\u00eb shum\u00eb vjet\u00ebsh.\nVazhdon t\u00eb marr\u00eb kura dhe ila\u00e7e t\u00eb shumta, por nuk ka vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb s\u00ebmundje. Un\u00eb e\nkam njohur para dhjet\u00eb vjet\u00ebsh, kur p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb pun\u00ebs s\u00eb burrit, nga fshati,\nshkuam n\u00eb qytet. Kur takoheshim p\u00ebr lutje bashk\u00eb me t\u00eb krishter\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00eb, nj\u00eb\nnga lutjet ishte p\u00ebr t\u00eb dhe kurioziteti ishte shum\u00eb i madh q\u00eb t\u00eb njihnim k\u00ebt\u00eb\nmot\u00ebr q\u00eb ndodhej n\u00eb spital n\u00eb gjendje t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb. K\u00ebshtu, vendos\u00ebm me burrin q\u00eb t\u00eb\nshkonim ta takonim edhe ne. E takuam dhe u b\u00ebm\u00eb v\u00ebrtet miq. P\u00ebr t\u00eb ndjeja\ndhimbshuri t\u00eb madhe, dashamir\u00ebsi dhe b\u00ebja sa mundja p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb t\u00eb krishter\u00eb q\u00eb\nishte mjaft e varf\u00ebr nga ekonomia, por shum\u00eb e pasur n\u00eb zemr\u00ebn e saj. Ajo\nkishte nj\u00eb besim t\u00eb papar\u00eb n\u00eb Per\u00ebndi, edhe pse vuante tmerr\u00ebsisht, kishte\ndhimbje p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilat ndoshta nj\u00eb njeri tjet\u00ebr do t\u00eb mallkonte dhe nuk do ishte\nn\u00eb gjendje t\u00eb mbijetonte kaq gjat\u00eb. Ajo besonte, lutej dhe thoshte: <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cZoti ka nj\u00eb plan p\u00ebr mua dhe m\u00eb ka dh\u00ebn\u00eb forc\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb p\u00ebrballuar gjendjen\nn\u00eb t\u00eb cil\u00ebn ndodhem. N\u00ebse do t\u00eb sh\u00ebrohem, do t\u00eb dal der\u00eb m\u00eb der\u00eb dhe do t\u00eb\ntregoj k\u00ebt\u00eb mrekulli q\u00eb b\u00ebri Zoti me mua\u201d. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Admirimi p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb grua q\u00eb besimin e kishte aq t\u00eb madh sa sot e mban akoma\ngjall\u00eb, ishte i madh. Shpesh, ajo ishte n\u00eb lutjet e mia. Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb duke\nmenduar p\u00ebr t\u00eb dhe familjen e saj, p\u00ebr varf\u00ebnin\u00eb q\u00eb kishin, p\u00ebr pamund\u00ebsin\u00eb, i\nthosha tim shoqi: \u201cA nuk l\u00ebm\u00eb di\u00e7ka mangut p\u00ebr veten dhe e ndihmojm\u00eb at\u00eb?\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ndihma q\u00eb jepnim p\u00ebr t\u00eb nuk ishte asgj\u00eb, duke qen\u00eb se as ne nuk ishim t\u00eb\npasur, por at\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb q\u00eb kisha un\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb, e kishin edhe t\u00eb tjer\u00eb. At\u00eb e\nndihmonin edhe besimtar\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00eb, q\u00eb vinin n\u00eb kish\u00ebn ton\u00eb. Me nj\u00eb luft\u00eb t\u00eb\nmadhe dhe me ndihm\u00eb, ajo pati mund\u00ebsin\u00eb t\u00eb shkonte n\u00eb Greqi p\u00ebr t\u2019u kuruar dhe,\nkur u kthye prej andej, ishte e sh\u00ebruar dhe e lumtur. Me t\u00eb madhe e shprehte\nbesimin e saj n\u00eb Zot dhe mrekullin\u00eb q\u00eb ai kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Meqen\u00ebse besonte se\nishte sh\u00ebruar plot\u00ebsisht, i hodhi t\u00eb gjitha recetat q\u00eb kishte, por shqet\u00ebsimet\niu shfaq\u00ebn p\u00ebrs\u00ebri dhe u detyrua t\u00eb shkonte prap\u00eb n\u00eb spital. T\u00eb shkonte p\u00ebrs\u00ebri\nn\u00eb Greqi qe e pamundur, gjendja e saj r\u00ebndohej, disa her\u00eb e fusnin n\u00eb sall\u00ebn e\noperimit dhe po aq, doktor\u00ebt e kthenin mbrapsht. Ata mendonin se ajo do t\u00eb\nvdiste dhe shpreheshin: \u201cB\u00ebhuni gati, merreni n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, nuk e ka t\u00eb gjat\u00eb\u201d,\npor kalonin koh\u00eb dhe kur u thoshin q\u00eb ishte ende gjall\u00eb, ata ngrinin duart lart.\nDoktor\u00ebt na kurojn\u00eb, na sh\u00ebrojn\u00eb, por ata nuk vendosin n\u00ebse do vdesim apo do\njetojm\u00eb; \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm Zoti ai q\u00eb vendos p\u00ebr ne. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb gjall\u00eb, e mban trupin me sallat\u00eb jeshile, edhe pse n\u00eb pamje t\u00eb\npar\u00eb ngjan e sh\u00ebndosh\u00eb dhe e fryr\u00eb. Nd\u00ebrsa shpirtin e mban me lutje, lutje q\u00eb\nedhe ne t\u00eb kish\u00ebs nuk i kursejm\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Miq\u00ebsia jon\u00eb qe e madhe. Edhe sot q\u00eb\njemi larg, e till\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb. Disa her\u00eb n\u00eb dit\u00eb, ajo na p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndeste me zile\ntelefoni. Kur un\u00eb dhe im shoq punonim n\u00eb furr\u00eb nat\u00ebn, ajo na \u00e7onte zile, duke\nna kujtuar q\u00eb t\u2019i luteshim Zotit p\u00ebr t\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa sot dera jon\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb gjithmon\u00eb e\nhapur p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb grua.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ju do t\u00eb pyesni: \u201cPse Zoti nuk i jep shp\u00ebtim?\u201d. Ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb, edhe un\u00eb e pyes\nveten: \u201cPse kaq shum\u00eb vuajtje p\u00ebr at\u00eb grua, p\u00ebr at\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb ka tre vajza dhe e\nshikojn\u00eb se si vuajtjet e saj nuk kan\u00eb reshtur, prej shum\u00eb vitesh?\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nga nj\u00ebra an\u00eb e admiroj besimin e saj dhe, nga ana tjet\u00ebr, ndjej lig\u00ebshti n\u00eb\nshpirt p\u00ebr vuajtjet e saj dhe e pyes veten e Zotin: \u201cPse? Pse gjith\u00eb kjo\nvuajtje? Pse gjith\u00eb kjo varf\u00ebri q\u00eb e rrethon at\u00eb familje? Kjo pamund\u00ebsi p\u00ebr t\u2019i\nb\u00ebr\u00eb ball\u00eb jet\u00ebs dhe k\u00ebsaj bote t\u00eb pam\u00ebshirshme…\u201d. Megjithat\u00eb, un\u00eb mendoj se Zoti\nka zgjedhur nj\u00eb rrug\u00eb p\u00ebr secilin nga ne, duke na b\u00ebr\u00eb d\u00ebshmintar\u00eb t\u00eb fuqis\u00eb, dashuris\u00eb\ne mir\u00ebsis\u00eb q\u00eb ai ka p\u00ebr ne, megjith\u00ebse jemi ziliqar\u00eb, cmir\u00ebzinj, m\u00ebkatojm\u00eb \u00e7do\ndit\u00eb dhe jemi besimpak\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ju q\u00eb do ta lexoni k\u00ebt\u00eb histori, shpresoj t\u00eb prekeni nga besimi i k\u00ebsaj\ngruaje, q\u00eb t\u00eb besoni apo t\u00eb ktheheni n\u00eb besimin e Zotit, duke d\u00ebgjuar fjal\u00ebn\ndhe ndjekur ligjet e tij. Un\u00eb lutjet e mia nuk i kam kursyer p\u00ebr at\u00eb grua, madje\nas ndihm\u00ebn. Po t\u00eb kisha patur mund\u00ebsi, e them me bindje t\u00eb plot\u00eb, do t\u00eb kisha b\u00ebr\u00eb\nedhe m\u00eb shum\u00eb. Ndoshta, edhe ju, po ta kishit njohur, do t\u00eb kishit b\u00ebr\u00eb k\u00ebshtu,\npor un\u00eb ju k\u00ebrkoj shum\u00eb pak; vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb lutje p\u00ebr at\u00eb, nga ju lexues, sepse\nlutja, sa m\u00eb e madhe t\u00eb jet\u00eb, aq m\u00eb \u00e7udib\u00ebr\u00ebse \u00ebsht\u00eb… <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Kjo q\u00eb do t\u2019ju tregoj \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb histori q\u00eb bazohet te besimi n\u00eb t\u00eb madhin Zot. Kur ndodhemi n\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi, kur e shikojm\u00eb veten sikur jemi n\u00eb grack\u00eb dhe nuk gjejm\u00eb asnj\u00eb rrug\u00ebzgjidhje, nuk ka r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi se \u00e7far\u00eb feje jemi: Mysliman\u00eb, bektashinj, katolik\u00eb, ortodoks\u00eb apo t\u00eb ndonj\u00eb besimi tjet\u00ebr, ne i drejtohemi Per\u00ebndis\u00eb, krijuesit t\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":21268,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[249,254],"class_list":["post-21978","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori","tag-histori-personale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21978","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=21978"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21978\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/21268"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21978"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21978"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21978"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}