“My brethren, we celebrate together for the first time in this place where I have been brought by the Grace of God and the mandate of our Venerable Patriarch, whom I thank, along with you all, from the bottom of my heart. We celebrate Easter, our first common Resurrection service but in a different light;…
Many people ask many times, what could be the greatest qualification one could have to do a mission. And we all struggle to be trained with the appropriate education, to learn languages, to do planning, calculations, savings, to fortify ourselves in general from all sides in order to “succeed”. But we forget to ask the…
The Church is the natural space of love and peace, and it is wonderful when this House of God is experienced thus, and only thus. It is this God who willingly humbled himself so as to leave this unique legacy on the Wood of the Cross, admitting first into His heavenly Kingdom neither a prophet,…
Wherever one serves the Lord and the Church, it is there that he finds joy and rest. This is the law and the criterion. The distinguishing feature which makes the man truly attracted and renders him unable to resist this inconsolable power, this mystical calling which will not hesitate to ask for even the ultimate…
This is the miracle of Faith. Two worlds of strangers. Two worlds so far away. Yet united under the umbrella of God’s Love. They witness and confess daily the miracle of our living Faith. Here in Athos. Here at the mission…
I came in the evening to the beloved town of Sakaraha in Toulear. I came, even though yesterday the fever and exhaustion from my illness, which has been going on for two months now, left no room for my calculations and decisions. 2 months confined to the house I begged God to claim me to…
The sight I saw before me was tragic: an 8-month-old infant with skin that looked 70 years old. Soft and wrinkled. I asked the father what the child was eating and he replied mostly rice. A Catholic nun sparingly gives him milk. I told them that the child definitely needs milk. In the afternoon I went to a pharmacy and bought him special milk for infants…
We sit with Him near the sea, where the famous Mozambique Channel unites with its wild waves our world, the land of Madagascar with the other related and troubled world of Mozambique, the land of Africa…
But the mission is not only a beautiful and joyful series of events but a reality that is often harsh and which often hides unexpected sadness for those who experience its truth…
I’m not promising you bars of gold and embossing. I have nothing like that to give you. I will give you a rod in your hands to carry and support you on your long marches through the dust and mud. Like the simple reed the Lord bore before that supreme sacrifice on the cross…
His moist eyes make out a black figure walking up and down the corridor. The walk is mechanical. He stoops forward to the door of the operating room for a moment. He leaves, he comes. But who pays attention. Through the pain and wonderment, the young man’s voice can slowly be heard asking: “Who are you?”
New missionary effort begins on the island of Mauritius
