One Of These Days

Finding myself at the lowest point, mentally and psychologically, feeling tired and burnt out, searching anew for purpose of what I am and what I stand for and what I do...

Would You?

In times like this, when I am sick and in pain, and not because of my mistake or fault, but 'just like that', getting sick of malaria and typhoid, as now, it feels like a special kiss from God. It feels and it conveys a message to me that I am alive and that part of my life is needed for someone or something else. It feels like God telling me He needs me and my life and health is worthy of sharing with others... It is hard to explain precisely this feeling, this message... But I believe that in times like this one now, my life means something, has its broader purpose and serves some worthy causes...

Judas' Loneliness

What struck me tonight, while celebrating the Holy Mass of the Last Supper was the loneliness of Judas setting off in to the night. And no one followed, no one asked questions, no one got a hunch that something was wrong. But when mother of Zebedee sons came to Jesus asking for a favor of making them his closest ministers in a future government, the Apostles were very vigilant and quick in reacting...