Mary is a shelter for me, a fortress from which the enemy must flee. Because where Mary is, there is the Holy Spirit. There is Jesus, there is the Living God. I am very captivated by the Testament of the Cross, where Jesus entrusts us to Mary. He knows that with her, nothing threatens us.…
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A homeless, addicted boy stands in front of me and quickly spews out the words – I will go, I will try. I don’t know if Jesus loves me. I don’t feel God’s love. I’m closed up like a bottle. I don’t think Jesus can hear me from inside there, but for you and for…
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We agreed to meet in the forest at six in the morning. They are to leave their nomadic place and we will wait by car to drive to a place, a new place to start a new life with God and with people. We drive up, but the boys are not there. We go into…
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I’m packing a cold cheesecake with jelly for my bike. It is mid June very warm outside. Around 3:00 we have an appointment at the bunkhouse with two men who want to change their lives. Today we are to meet and talk. Cake, disposable plates, I have packed everything, we are going. They are already…
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I am sitting in a car with a homeless person. We were arranged by someone from the shop. The man was sleeping in the cemetery, all cold, and wants to come to Mass tomorrow. I go out with him and he says his feet are cold I look at his feet and see that his…
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A young boy emerges from the woods. He sleeps on various vacant lots, but wants to meet, wants to talk. He sits down in the car next to me and takes out of his backpack cards with pictures from the calendar of Saint John Paul II, looks at them, rearranges them, smiles and doesn’t give…
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