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time back ... Indulgence

I will not justify why it's so long ago ... etc, etc..
is well! Though have to admit that after returning to Roma, it is difficult to find the time and people to pójć to Romolo ...
However, I think maybe it's time to get back here ... to this site and this blog and from time to time to look again ... and try to meet and share life with another and with himself ...

Yes, it's time!
So "and presto," as the Italians say ... A presto!

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Last Sunday I preached the Word in St. Paul. Lawrence in Chorzów. He was the indulgence of the parish. I'm glad whenever I go back there. Already established himself in the climate of this specific, such as the great city parish. Its specificity lies in the fact that the majority of parishioners are elderly. I still do not understand why young people would "wywiać" in other places, because I believe that the land is situated on a hill between the Forum Theatre in Chorzow and Kosciuszko Park and Slaski stadium is very attractive. Or maybe it's me getting old already ... no doubt haunt me need stability - in all dimensions of my "ego". But this is not what I write.

I was wondering how to choose a topic in a pilgrimage sermon in the parish, where he has preached missions and retreats. I decided to "modernize" St. Lawrence! The first reflection, which became a point of departure was connected with the question if you need a saint today? Is not it an archaic church (one of many, moreover, in the opinion of today)? So on the one hand and the sacred, such as Lawrence, who lived in the fourth century, for me at all to life and happiness you need? On the other hand, when I die someone great, such a class as John Paul II or Mother Teresa, the emotionality of the human suggests that these people put on pedestals sacred anymore (or even before) the time of their departure from this world. Password "Santo subito!" Becomes the banner. But beware! Is the course time not to pull out of this banner is declining, because of the anniversary or special event? Wystygły emotions, life goes forward, and your pardon, what of the "Santo subito"? Exactly. That is why I am not an advocate of such passwords or preach, nor expressowych process of beatification in the Church. And here (I am aware of), risking a lot of ... to the dogmas of faith, however, this issue should not be. There is a third case the sacred thread. Namely, when someone dies who has created the star, or he created for one, an idol (see, eg Michael Jackson), followed general commotion, emotion and grief. He left the idol! We are without him. And he created a reality and lifestyle, not only many fans. We feel abandoned. Why did it happen? And if it is not important nor that such idol was getting on in years, that was sick, he could be very bad in my life to lead. No. The problem is that it no longer exists!
Do we need a saint? And if so, what? Whether, for example Lawrence can still bring something into XXI - Century man?

saint is not someone who lived life perfectly, someone perfect, very pious. A saint is also the star or no star, idol of the public. Holy One, in my understanding, is primarily someone who finally succeeded in the struggle, hardships, failures, failings and struggles, to achieve harmony in life, is someone who also became in the end one with Christ, in the words of St. Paul: "It is no longer I who live but Christ lives in me" (Gal 2:20). A saint is someone who has found harmony, accepting the Gospel way of life. Bible. became his instructions life, good and happy.

Trying to synchronize the life of the Roman deacon Lawrence with the words of Scripture, I found in the liturgy of the proposed number of references. Indeed, one could plan a whole series of sermons on St. Wawrzyńcu based on readings in the Liturgy of the Word. For this year I decided to choose an indulgence. The motto has become a chorus sung Psalm 112: "My husband just gives to the poor." Explaining the next word - say it again: a bit archaic and old-sounding chorus ecclesiastically - Lawrence discovered the spiritual profile, trying to uwspółcześnić saint. And so:

- "Husband" - not we here about a man, a peasant or a guy, someone is especially virtuous, and a remarkable, but the point man (man or woman), written with a capital "C". The man for whom life is a basic sense of humanity. "Looking for a Man", this phrase has long been one of the most important in my life. This "man" is also someone who speaks for the first verse of the psalm, it is "a man who fears the Lord, the God-fearing, for God is God.

- "Righteous". What does it mean that this man is fair? According to what criteria of justice? Are such, whereby you will receive as much as you have put together and I do not care any more, or treat you like you deserve it? Driven by this sense justice, we become rygorystami, or people having "no heart". Like everything in order, and yet ... The hardest part, however, is that not infrequently have to earn the love of man. And that's at home! "I'll love you if ...." Love for something for something love, love for money ... it hurts, hurts, kills. In the context of justice
quoted Benedict XVI's recent encyclical, "Caritas in Veritate": "First of all, justice. Ubi societas, ibi jus: every society develops its own system of justice. Love over justice, to love because it means to donate, donate something to my second, but there is never love without justice, which leads, to give the other what is it, what he deserves for this reason that it is up and running. I can not another "donate" something of himself, if he can not do in the first instance of what he should be in accordance with justice. Who loves another, is primarily just towards them. Justice is not only not alien to love, not only is not an alternative or parallel path of love: justice is inseparable from love "(No. 6). This is a good synthesis!

- "bestows." The issue stems from the self-giving love. And again, the pope writes that for the love you have to look at reality is always a "given and received." I must learn to adopt to give. I can give of what I have, who I am. My late friend Justin, who was famous for that, everything was to be divided, he told me often that one can pocket and the other gets. This golden rule meant that although he lived very modestly, that he never missed anything. Even the fresh flowers on the table!

- "Poor". Not to be confused with biedakami and paupers, please! You can not just look at poverty in terms of material deprivation. Poverty has many dimensions. I daresay that everyone is somewhat poor, if only it sees in himself. Poverty is a spiritual (sometimes true misery and emptiness), intellectual, emotional (now increasingly linked to the virtual world and human perception), and of course material. But it is also, for example appearance, age, aging, illness, failure. By defining their own poverty and accepting what you can not change, I can become great with (the real treasure) for the second, who runs away from his poverty. Lawrence brought the poor of Rome and called their "treasures of the Church." Therefore, we think their own poverty, to fighting poverty in itself, to accept what might be riches to others.

And so - in short - approached Lawrence, St. Lawrence, wishing you and the audience that would have the courage to become a man who, being the fair justice that comes out of love, will give and share with others, especially what constitutes the space of his " I ", the restrictions and do not domaganiami, the courage to, to become a saint.

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Am I (s) of the women something (s)? .. :-)

Coming by train recently deemed the note "from day to day" of 2007, Fr. prof. Roman E. Rogowski from Wroclaw. Recently I read in a single scrap of something me and rozmieszylo and provoked the rapid analysis of your own case:

"Along the way, I adore the Virgin Mary in the Cathedral, and ascend to the bookstore, and here I have to buy yourself a book. I buy the" In search of spirituality XXI century, "Ronald Rolheisera. It is probably something in me with a woman who - to improve the well-being - has to buy himself something of a" clothes "...".

Ehh, where we know it, Reverend Professor ... ;-)

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Too much going on lately, so I can see at a glance. How is indeed
happens in real life are mixed together moments of beautiful, happy, joyful, full of youthful unblemished even like to live everyday life with longing and desires, and the liability (s) for this or that, having to decide what and how to proceed, and primarily completed several years ago began the task.


few days at home Friend of my family, sometimes several days were normal, ordinary domestic life, without such handling of a guest (or me) as the "holy cow". On the contrary! In addition to the pleasures such as sitting in a cup of coffee-smelling great with milk and cake gooseberry, family barbecues and laughter to the bursting point with your tongue Roułzy, when instead of "Raft" talked about "tamponach", which sailed from flooded homes of some residents of Silesian towns ... Almost daily route to Gliwice to look to the university and meet Reverend Deputation a group of local teachers - The Department of NN, then tour the "Forum", which becomes a cult place in Gliwice. And besides, such a task, such as painting the garage door. A bunch of my relatives also increased two przesympatyczne dachschund, a graceful names Paul and Agatha. It is hard, so fast that it hit my heart! Visits of the royal city of Krakow, a meeting with Lucyna and Mark in Kazimierzowska Dairy and tasty casseroles in the New Square Okrąglak. Mass. Albert at the majesty of the mystical image of God - Man (Ecce Homo), and dinner with your little sisters Albertine ... Week, which was one of the most beautiful and fortunate in recent years. I realize that a good case a few years I have not had a real vacation. I could not organize them myself, for various reasons, because it's working, because it's responsibilities, etc., etc. A vacation, during which people are not thinking about anything, especially about work, they become a matter necessary, even the duty! And I watched it! The fact that it's hard to think of vacationing alone. I certainly can not do. The need for relatives, friends, acquaintances and being together. So I've had a week of vacation for me!

A few days later I found myself in one of the Silesian parish to replace the local pastor. Another interesting and rich experience, because ... despite 10 years of priesthood had never worked in the parish as a curate, and here for two weeks farorza promoted, as in Silesia Godo. Rural parish, with a beautiful
church, which is subjected to a thorough refurbishment and restoration of original beauty, received it by over-zeal of the Conciliar generation of pastors. The church is really impressively beautiful. Also the rectory building, nearly 200-year-old building, requiring Unfortunately, great effort and money to renovate it. Good home atmosphere introduces a very energetic lady Wanda Plebanska housewife. Also staying at the rectory currently Signora Dorothy, Polka from Rome, restorer. He lives as a female pastor and mother named Suzi. I must admit that we were creating all pretty good team. If it still poszerzymy a person kopidoła Hanysa (kopidół Silesian dialect is a mortician), Henk - Church and Mr. Henia - organist, as well as family Tesi, her husband and her son Marius, it could be to make a movie Fri 'Fara' (as opposed to from the "presbytery"). The rural parish in Upper Silesia has its own unique charm. Daily Eucharist, many confessions, Sunday sermons, Saturday wedding of Chris and Pauline baptism 8-month Kacper. Eightieth birthday Mrs. Clare, a common celebration of the Mass., And on the way yet indulgence St. Anne's uncle the priest. It was a good time. Being a regular priest najnormalniejszym in the world, with humans and among humans. Time for studying, writing and reading of work, time-organized, arranged, well landscaped. Time for prayer, study, and being with people and the ... sport. Yes, the sport! Every evening, dressed tracksuit trousers, and started my training almost hour with poles. Nordic walking is becoming increasingly popular. People are watching the beginning of what the "plaster farorziczek doing", some asked, where I left ski. But last Sunday in the notices did not hesitate to pastoral say that when I come back here next year, I hope that it will have a large team of walking-men.

For several months I experience a new infatuation in Upper Silesia. In every way. Its history, religion, landscapes, people, culture. I feel proud that I am Silesian! More and more proud! I would like to someday come back for more. Here are my roots, here is my home ... Pszczyna, Katowice, Tarnów Mountains, Bytom, Ruda Sl., Chorzow, Mikołów, Gliwice ... not to mention the smaller towns and villages. Coming (most recently on several occasions) by the Orzesze to Gliwice, is such a moment, perhaps in Gierałtowicach that the right hand side you will see at the bottom of a large area of \u200b\u200bforest, mine shafts, chimneys Łaziska ... The beauty of this land, Silesian land, my land ... And yet, stopping in front of the church Opatowicach, coming down again vast space of land Tarnogórski ... Not to mention the park in the Market and Repty ... palace in Pszczyna ... about churches, cemeteries, palaces and ordinary houses ... and people, their history Silesians

... And now? I sit at home and pray for zeal. Before me, "Catholicism," de Lubac as French-, Italian-, and Polish language, open a Word document on page 67 the next chapter of work. Martin, thank you for motivating me and rushing to work. Why do I write in this dr? Not for a career, not. I write because I want to complete the task assigned to me. And the opportunity to learn Catholicism is still also in the intellectual dimension, my way to God, my life.

Chris, Tom, Wiesiek, Slawek, Greg, my religious brothers have looked to me for a visit. With Jack and Carlos, our brother, from Columbia, spent a pleasant afternoon and evening in Bielsko. Funeral of his brother Cyprian was a chance to meet other brothers. I am glad that you are, that we are, we are creating a family! John, Helen and Jackie chimed, somehow I am joyful that you are, dear sisters, that you think and remember! Paul, I know, I want to write back to your emails. I think back to my luck today creative! Simon wakacjuje in Katowice, we would arrange for coffee. And finally, you need to make good use of time, keep going! Already August! You have to fasten, take in hand, and to do because "no work no cakes! So much so for today, and so for the moment I get a text message with the text: "And you had to write a doctorate !!!". I write, I write ... :-)

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The portal www.wiara.pl cikawe already found a statement by Fr. Arthur 'Tarantino' feet, who made his channel on YouTube already:

"Mr. God reminds blogger who puts his post on the web. Some people adopt and understand the contents of the entry. Others reject it, bad interpret, criticize. And most ... Most do not even read. "

original and relevant, is not it?

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torn bread - broken lives and what's next? About friendship

Commenting on today's Liturgy of the Word, Pelanowski OSPPE Augustine writes:

" Jesus broke the loaves, gave thanks. Torn bread is a picture of a broken life. Can I thank you for the broken lives? Thanking you, turns all that painful, in the miraculous.

always move me, when I read how Jesus tells disciples to gather fragments. At one time I thought that this is a picture of the Church, because there were twelve baskets of fragments, a number that represents how many were the apostles. Mysteriously read the words that nothing would be lost. They seem to be addressed to an entirely different reality than cluttering up the grass residue after eating bread. Why such concern about leftovers? Transferred the fragments after the image of bread seem to be rejected and unwanted people to anyone, however, find their place in the communities of the Church, symbolically illustrated in these baskets. "

I like this interpretation. Broken bread, the image of a broken life ... crises, tragedies, injuries. And what do I do? Do not break down, but good use, thank you for the hard stuff and share with others, and because it helps us and others. Indeed when everything turns into a painful, wonderful!

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recently I got a little book - "manual" of friendship. The thoughts contained in it by Fr. Mark Dziewieckiego read:

"None of us can not develop without love. Living out of love is the greatest human drama. The less experience the love, the more we move away from happiness, and the sooner we lose the joy of life. A mature friendship is the basic form of love. Such a friendship is much more than a good friendship. Friendship is a great treasure and a source of enthusiasm. "


Beauty and the genuine friendship and wish you and everyone who looks here!
Friendship, which will be great and most precious treasure.
Friendship, which will be a source of enthusiasm, and who will develop and expand the horizons!

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Wednesday, July 1

July, summer holidays this year ... last week, rather minorowo feel 'for life. Heavy rains alternating with lightning, thunderstorms called, then again and duchota parnota unbearable. Despite all this, however, did not resign from the wounded "spacero-training." It's true, sometimes I break down your resistance and laziness, but it pays the consequences. I'm coming back after nearly a half hour to my room on the fourth floor of the SCR-u tired, panting and sweating completely. But it is good to be firmly tire. This improves the fit.

Raphael arrived in the afternoon. He brought me some summer clothes, which are brought out of the closet in my Roman peace. After dinner we went for a walk and fraternal dialogues. From Rafal spent many years in one community. We understand, and I personally have great confidence in him. I just trust. In our quasi-philosophical "dialogues about life, in our current situation, at any large family, about our work, our today and tomorrow, next I hope to healthy criticism and attempts to answer the many questions, appeared today on trust as the foundation of any healthy and good interpersonal relationships. It is difficult to build a relationship, friendship, not having someone to trust. However, confidence is not so simple. It takes time for it to arise. I think you might want to take the risk, realizing that it may be that someone whom I trusted, abused or betrayed my trust, or deeply hurt. The realism seems to me very much needed. I also realize that I am capable of breach of trust, and I can hurt. But at the risk of trust just as consistently risking a friendship, relationship with the other, it might be that I came across a priceless treasure, which is a friend, or just a man worthy of my trust. Someone like that can and wants to listen (you-hear), even if there is no ready-made advice on everything. It really is a priceless treasure in the world where to trust, of friendship, sincere and lasting, something so very hard ...
So our fraternal dialog with Rafal on various "our" and common themes, gave back a lot of light and material for personal reflection .

Thursday, July 2

arrived today at noon Martin. Almost that we came up with myself when I walked out of the Hall of bicycle training, and he with a bottle of Ice-Tea coming out of our hospital cafeteria. Martin is a researcher and academic teacher of one of Polish universities. S church, heavily involved, with a love of roman. He came for a weekend in Ustroń, and I am delighted that this time we can spend together. This is the time not so much on tour (because what can be visited in Ustroń, in addition to cafes and restaurants), how much time getting to know each other, building and strengthening relationships. Time trust. I really like Martin for his sincerity to the pain. He can simply say what and how. It helps (me, personally, very much) to correct himself. So a few minutes later we were sitting in the Fiat Marcinkowym downhill to the center of the spa town. In the middle of the road, it turned out that inanimate objects are sometimes cruelly malicious. Muffler fell off in the car ... We stayed in the parking lot and started to ponder what to do. Aneta p. helped. One phone call and in a few minutes he was a mechanic you. Problem almost solved. However, women are more practical and operational from us, theorists. Although we had continue downhill to the town without a muffler, which resulted in the overwhelming noise, finally succeeded in safely park and go on talking, eats the local pizza (and I promised myself that the pizza outside Italy did not go up ...).

Friday, July 3

Day St. Thomas, the apostle. Thomas Didymus = Thomas Duplex. He had to touch it to believe it. He had to check to find out. Other words were not enough to him. It is difficult to judge Thomas. This was, so he had character. Anyway, Risen Jesus allowed him to do so. He came specially to him, he showed the wounds and let them touch. That's what moves me in Thomas, is his confession: "My Lord and my God." Finally he came to that. He came to faith. Did not need more proof. Sam began to testify. Touched. I also touch. Every day. But I believe? Yes, as Thomas? I'm missing a lot. Words alone are not enough. The need for certificates. Even (or until) it. Exactly.

spend free time with Martin. We have many things to tell, to share. On the basis of mutual trust. Knowledge is the beginning of a friendship, then acceptance, and finally the relationship, which eventually becomes the configuration to another. That is in any healthy relationship. Friends meet in poverty, I mentioned that. Martin owe it that even when I, for various reasons did not answer his phone, lying in the hospital, struggling with different moods, he did not give up, but the ring. "How do you throw out the door, go to the window," someone once said to me. Exactly. Do not give for a win, knowing that the other side there is someone who really needs help, talk, man, but temporarily surrendered to the feelings of discouragement, you may despair, loneliness ... there have been incidents. Today at last we have the time to calmly talk not by phone, but "face to face, face to face.

I would go back to the topic of relations, friendship, understanding and acceptance. He returns again and again in my reflections. Maybe it's because I am somehow close that many times he experimented in his life, with varying success, said that the theory about others. I like to take this subject because zapośredniczając in human relationships, it's easier to show me what's going on in the relationship with the Lord. Exactly the same. So: first to know. Learning takes time. It is impossible to know someone just based on his photographs on our profile - classroom or facebook. It is impossible to know him until the end even if the long hours will be talked through MSN, Skype or Msn. It never will be the same as a live meeting and the time to devote to this meeting. Man is a mystery. It is like an ocean, impenetrable, unfathomable. Hence, when from the beginning of knowledge is accompanied by the trust if it is the foundation, then there is a chance to really get to know the latter. Just a note, not through the prism of their own expectations, perceptions about someone, but naturally, simply, as it is one. In understanding the importance of listening. And not just what someone says verbal language, but also what it wants to communicate and transmit non-verbal language. Sometimes this is a language without words, a person shall communicate many important messages. Therefore, the count looks, gestures, behavior, in a word everything that is body language. And finally, someone wanting to know, well know, is important to understand the living environment of this person. Her home, family, environment. In theology Bible uses such words "sitz im leben" (literally "life habitat"). But what you need is trust. Well, because as you can invite someone to your home (or in your living space), who does not know, who do not know whether you can trust? Years ago someone told me inviting me to his apartment, it is an important gesture of trust and acceptance, which turns out to second. So much for the knowledge (not to be confused with the capital of Wielkopolska!). In short, this is just part of my theoretical - practical considerations. The impression that people today are based (Probably unfortunate) to "knowledge" on the Internet. It's safer, you can tell what's sentimental like that. To create the world in its sole discretion, personality, character, appearance. Live images. Living fiction. To time. People today often have a fear of meeting or knowing someone in the real world. And finally, when we wonder why relationships are unstable and fragile, is one of the answers, which suggests to me is that there was no time for good to know yourself. Consequently, as a toy when you get bored, you throw it in the corner. Only if the man should just throw? Such

here a handful of reflection on knowledge is the result of the July through Friday filled with interviews with Martin. Filled with knowledge in Ustroń Vistula River.

Saturday, July 4

car repaired. We go on tour. Breakfast in przesympatycznej Pierre ... ogarniiii passage in the newly built in the downtown, and after him Salmopol direction. It's one of those places where I was not very long. We parked autko and nice Mr Baca oscypek invited to enjoy the barbecue. I really like oscypki, and barbecue have their own unique taste. We go for a walk, look at the beautiful mountain panorama, breathe some air and talk Beskidzki. Once Tom in one of Sunday's sermons at Holy Trinity in Krakow, spoke of a "celebration of friendship." There was this phrase in my memory and heart. Beskydy feel 'welcomed me to talk. We talk about life, universities, people. We share experiences meetings.

I can think of reflection, which is a continuation of yesterday of cognition. This time ACCEPTANCE. This is the first step of any true love, friendship and camaraderie. Acceptance means the acceptance, approval the second as he is. Our perceptions of others are often unrealistic. We would like to know and love perfect people, perfect. "Nobody's Perfect" - is a sacred truth. So why do we seek perfection? Is that for sure because we want to be holy? Or maybe it's about something else. Not accepting ourselves, we seek in others what we do not suffer in himself ... For about a lack of self-acceptance could write a book. For almost 30 years I lived as a fat man over stukilogramowy (size XXL), or A Big Man. Do not reach me other messages that I am a good person. I wanted to be different. Today this has changed, very. However, in the consciousness of something left. Just as difficult to agree to some legitimate scars on the body. There are no perfect people. All we age, get sick, and despite the fact it is so difficult sometimes to accept yourself. Accept the second, the first accept yourself. Make friends with the second, then first make friends with yourself. Second love, first love yourself. Yes, exactly: "You shall love your neighbor as yourself." Not for anything (especially for appearance). But for what it is. I know I am often very naive man. My naivete expressed in the fact that I believe with persistence maniac that such relationships and such acceptance is possible. Despite the fact that many times already burned in the life of this, however, I believe. Martin drew my attention (and rightly) that too often say about someone, "my friend", because true friends is a few (or maybe just one). Right. A friend is a word almost sacred, you can not squander it on the left and right. I frankly do not like that, so I do not know where it came from me. Thus, acceptance, adoption, consent to the second. The fruit of this attitude is a joy. Thinking about someone with joy, a sense of happiness that one exists. This is it, and the January Wojtyłowie: "Well, they are." For nothing. For the fact that you are. I do not want to stop believing in the possibility of such acceptance, the beginnings of real relationships. But Sam needs a much more correct in his way of looking at yourself and others ...

After lunch in the mountain hut and pictures of the White Cross back to the Retreat. Time for an evening Eucharist. Today, the group Children of Mary. Welcoming home the sisters, as usual, open and welcoming to everyone. Also, my guest tasted in these days of kindness and genuine hospitality Ustrori boromeuszek. This beautiful certificate, which his sister say and show what it really is Christianity ...

Saturday, July 5

In today Ustroń dog show. From early morning traffic jam on the streets. We arrive with a small slip in the Sunday Mass. The sisters tell me about the death of a priest from Retreat Fr. Zbyszko kid. He was only 54 years old. 24 years he worked in Argentina, with the poor people. A month ago he came to the funeral of his my own sister. A few days later they found him cancer. He retired soon ... We pray for the deceased missionary. It moves me, this death. It is a beautiful testimony to the priesthood.

several days with us s. Michalina. For 39 years she worked in Zambia. Worked on AIDS. Sister Serene, you can not see her face, neither shadow of discouragement and burnout. He has the spirit! He tells us today about Zambia, we can see the movie. Another beautiful testimony of life for others. Living for the Lord, who lives in another person. Ustroń
Last dialogues with Martin. Talked a lot of time in those days. Wonderful time. Even these days weather was beautiful. May finally be summer ...?

After learning and acceptance comes time to IMITATION, or Similarity. This is a simple consequence of friendship, love. We are created in the image and likeness of the Creator. One of His names is Love. This image and the reflection can be seen in every person who lives with God every day. We like our parents. We had something, and we and dad. Over the years, I feel it more and I find in myself more and more similarities to their parents. His wife is conformed to the husband, the husband to his wife. Conformed to a friend friend. The more living together. The more honest relationship unites people, the more people start to look alike. By way of expression, dress, culture, language, behavior, etc.. And I have a feeling that accompanies being conformed such feeling as though all the time the latter was close, was next, at your fingertips, even if they are being quite a distance, even thousands of miles. In the beautiful and true friendship every encounter is a joy, even if for a long time there was no occasion to talk, do not feel the absence at the time of the meeting. In such a relationship is full of confidence. I finally understand a man without words and felt without words, what happens in another and another.

Discover - love - to imitate, so St. Ignatius of Loyola in his "Spiritual Exercises" leading man in the life of Jesus Christ. This is a beautiful way of relationships. It is believed that it is possible, despite sometimes the opposite situation ... I probably still worth the risk. It is, even if it may seem naive ... And it also helps to understand what it means to love God, love Him and how to follow Him ...

The publishing house "Unity" from Kielce released book by Thomas Romanus, pt. "Thank you for the moments of happiness." Someone replied with a pen, "and I hope that this beginning of a beautiful friendship" ... Without this hope is not worth living. So, you believe that hope is fulfilled, and fulfilled. Thanks, Martin!

evening, Fr. Wojtek Janusz and together with his wife and with Slawek from Bielsko have looked to snatch me from these great reflection and sit under one of many in Ustroń umbrella. It also needed to live a normal life and not go crazy.

evening, an avalanche of SMS with Fr. X. I want to leave the priesthood ... I find it hard to sleep with the burden of thinking about X. This is a good man and priest.

Monday, July 6

Treatment penultimate day. Morning blood collection. After treatments, exercise. I think now about how to schedule a time when you return. I need to get down to hard work. Write that dissertation, complete this step.

After lunch, visiting my close friends from his native village. For many years I am from their home. I feel there is always warmly received. Together they spent afternoon, Mass. and evening snack trout fish, give us all an opportunity to relax and fully take them. I can see how, after years of getting better I feel in my village family climates, among people who are not only my homies, but they are my life, environment and growth.

Mass. of repose of the soul of Fr. Zbyszko. Turn it in a prayer for Fr. X.
Year priesthood ...

Tuesday, July 7

last day of treatment. Last walk my training route on the Vistula. Interview with director of rehabilitation. Important advice for me how and what to practice on. Still one month to the sternum and fusion of Nordic Walking, will be a good form of exercise. Important systematic motivation: FOR YOU. This time for yourself.

Completion will be tomorrow ...

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Another part of my life as a patient - in Ustroń bather. Yet only a week until the end! Regards to everyone!

Sunday, June 21

The morning Eucharist, the sisters, today in a concelebrated with Fr. Siegfried. In his homily, referring to the evangelical scene storm on the lake. "Who is this that even wind and the sea obey Him? "- on this one question, lean on a two-minute reflection. Is Jesus for me and my life Christ? Is it really? Examples should be sought in the history of his life. What do I do if something breaks, surprises, when the storm is raging in my life as when I react, what am I doing? Do you fear, fear wins and give up? Or afford it, to fall on his knees before the Lord and wybeczeć (in the sense of a good cry), so this literally wybeczeć my condition? Who is this? Is my Christ?

established himself with the nuns. Ustroń Their house is for me, this "Bethany", which is good for me to return. Here is just a house! After lunch I'm heading for a walk Nadwiślańska route. A little out of breath going out on "our" hill. I visit a parish church, which just has its day indulgence. It moves me, the attitude of many patients with a spa hospital. It is important for them Sunday Mass. Today at 7.00, for example, from the room next door neighbors participated in it by TVP. Those who can, go to church. Many, knowing that I am a priest, not only to greet me, the words "bless God, "but with respect and say:" Please Father. " Both patients and staff. I think to myself, whether to give these people a sufficiently clear testimony of the priesthood? It moves me, their attitude, but obliges. Although I am a patient among patients, I can not forget who I am. Even if you ever thought that in such places will not show too much of this fact. I guess I make a mistake. As much as I am ashamed.

Tuesday, June 23

morning I go to Ochojca. I was asked to be consulted on the hematoma. Thanks goodness sisters, I can efficiently get to the clinic. Two further visits to the surgeons' fears allayed. Hematoma, should absorb that! Phew. A stone fell from my heart! Thanks be to God! Standing in front of the clinic I look up at 7 and 8 floors. I feel moved internally. Something, however, tied me to this place ... Something was ... Some important, very important experience in my life story took place right here.

Storms and heavy rain caused flooding and flooding. Also in my family home. I can not sleep that night. I think about my parents, who pour out alone in the water, which raided the attic of our house and at the same time pumping water out of the cellar. I think of all those who in these days grappling with the disaster.

Thursday, June 25

evening visited me Maria. We went to the Vistula. First, walk through the deserted as the period of the year the city center, then drove up the hill in Malysz Malinka. Nice, new facility, built as a specific consequence of successive cups of Adam. Unfortunately, apparently has some sort of fault. Do not know much about these objects. Sam hill makes the impression. In me still wish / dream that we could afford to host sporting events - cultural as other countries in Europe and the world. This dream would not be more Cinderella ...
noise flowing Vistula invited us to come to the Black yet, look at the origins of the Queen of Polish Rivers. Revived in me memories of childhood and the desire to return to the mountain trails ...
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Saturday, June 27

rains and thunderstorms in Poland does not feel 'welcomed to life. Most of the time it is muggy and stuffy. Despite this, living in climates "Duty" theme in our spa, which is, of course, complaining about the lack of weather (although this is always, just not always be what you wish), not giving up my morning walks - training. Once the umbrella, once without. Immediately after breakfast I go out. I walk briskly fixed route. This is my time to the rosary and meditation. A good time. That is why so much care about him. I (and perhaps finally) come to one of the fundamental considerations that you need in life to do something FOR YOU. Time goes fast, it takes him a little book for myself. Think about yourself, your health, body, soul, psyche. You can not use 362 days a year to be 24 hours a day available to the world. True, there are exceptions to the rules. There are specific situations, etc.. If everything will be guided by the principle of love-in-chief, will be fine. But this rule is to first love the Lord your God. And then your neighbor as yourself. That's right, "as yourself". So do something for yourself is not selfishness, but the fulfillment of the commandment to love one another, a more loving God and others!

Sunday, June 28

As soon somehow passed me this week. I notice that when you have a structured program for the day and time, everything goes faster. No, no, it is not my style! Rather, I am an artist, I can not operate "in the boxes." But here, in the hospital - I do not have spa alternative. Be that as it may, this time trying to live a rather busy and effectively. Lots of fun for me reading the books. Reading these "workshops" in the field of theology, traditionally I trace after them with a pencil, write on the margins of major issues. It's my way of "dialogue" with the text. It helps me to keep returning. I know that not everyone endorses this style, but helps me. And so in the Year of the Priest decided to read some books on the priesthood. I just read a recent publication by Cardinal. Walter Kasper, pt. "Servant of joy. The life and priestly ministry. " Kasper, a German theologian - a dogmatist of the University of Tuebingen, is currently the cardinal in the Roman Curia, which I appreciate for his earlier works ("Jesus Christ", "God Jesus Christ"), as well as his personal stance as a human (in Rome, we are almost neighbors) , wrote a book on the 50th anniversary his ordination. And so this morning I read a sentence that provoked me to an examination of conscience ...: "a priest in the original sense of the word should be a theologian, or someone who is talking about God and life, have always treated my existence as part of my theology of priestly existence. Announcement of the sermon was for me a serious theological question. " So when it came me today deliver his homily Sunday, I put the question whether it can deliver not just to grab the audience, to say: "It was a beautiful sermon," but deliver them to give them meaning and depth of faith, Christ delight, provoke to examine their attitudes ... Is the sermon is for me the real "theological issue" ... What I am a theologian? Is it at all so I am?
Kasper goes on: "Make friends with Jesus, truly for Him and His" things "are mad, to proclaim the kingdom of God as the kingdom of life, justice, holiness and peace - is what makes the priest, theologian, or someone who speaks about God, which has a genuine human face. In this way the priest can give answers to the most important existential questions, not only with his lips, but also his whole life. In this way the spiritual darkness of many people it can bring light, life and joy of becoming a servant of joy (2 Corinthians 1:24). " Strong observation! And the right way! Everything must start making friends with Jesus Christ! I like that term to "true for him and his" issues "crazy." Crazy for Christ. Crazy for the Gospel. Crazy for the Church. Crazy for a man. How many times in my life have I had such a sublime and beautiful desires? How many of them in me?
My impression is that more and more difficult to me to preach the Word of God. Emphasize the Word of God and not my own observations and comments ...

After the church. I'm heading for a walk to Hermanice. Walk takes me only 20 minutes. Drizzle and steaming earth more pleasant way, but I go. In Hermanice visit Dominican church. That's why I came here. I just keep rebuilding or repair of the interior. I look to the side chapel. There is a sizable tabernacle mounted on the column, chapel in the center of the image of Mary, on a red background wall. Above the picture of the inscription: "Mother of the Word of God" ... Exactly. Mother of the Word of God ... Everything in the subject. I kneel down and ask his mother: "Pray for me ...." I'm going

Retreat transflective above it all. My thoughts interrupted by a mobile phone ringtone. It's Helena and Antos. They came for a visit. After coffee and a piece of cake with the "delicacies", we went together on Równica. Despite the mist and walk gaworzymy. Nice this afternoon with "old friends.

Monday, June 29

celebration of Peter and Paul. Since this morning I'm in my thoughts Riposto, a small town in Sicily. It's one of those places on earth that I love very much. This particular charity has its own unique bit of history associated with sleep, which is something I write. In Riposto the main town square (so that market), near the port, stands the basilica dedicated to St. Peter. Feast of the patron saint is also the feast of the whole city. Prince of the Apostles to leave again today, his chapel, and a solemn procession led by the Bishop will zaniesiony the sea. They will sing, clap, and let no huge size of fireworks and firecrackers. Several years ago I preached a sermon in the novena before this solemn day. So I think today my lovely "ripostesi", ie residents Riposto. Yesterday I called Maurizio. He will provide greetings to all. We celebrate together. Disconnected, and yet close.

several days fascinates me with an intense aroma of blooming in July. During my walks I stop every now and then the fragrant trees, and revels in their fragrance. It reminds me of a trifle Kochanowski
"Visitor, sit under my leaves, and the rest for yourself!
Do you here the sun, I promise you,
nawysszej Although the flies into the sky, a simple rays
I bring into the trees shot their shadows. Here
cool breezes ever blow from the field zawiewają,
here nightingales, starlings sweetly here to complain about.
From my fragrant flower
industrious bees gather honey, which later graces noble tables. And I
his gentle whispers I can snadnie,
That man sweet sleep comes easily. Apples
Although not born, but you just put me as a strain
napłodniejszy in hesperyskim orchard. "

Probably never before not concentrating on the smell in July, as this year. He reminds us that summer is ... In conjunction with the landscape of Beskydy, evokes the fondest memories of my childhood and teenage years. Shrugs. Thawing. It touches me longings and desires. Nieogarnionego closer to the picture ... I'd like to stop and smell for a long time ...

Ustroń weeks and days have given me a chance to dream more often than usual, on life, on what before. This evening I sat down with a glass of cold (Czech) beer, somewhere in the middle of my evening walking tour. I looked at the people. I watched world. I like to watch, it's part of my nature. I asked what to do next ... I feel that I want to finish writing a job and leave for Tanzania. Although a bit. I know I'm needed there, that I promised. After all, pulls me to the African continent. I can not stand still. I have a strong need for action, a mission. But ... For some time, mostly to pray like this: "I may fulfill your will, O God." Just like that ... I let it be ...

Tuesday, June 30

tonight for the first time a few days can be could see the mountains. Misty rose cap. For how long?

read Kasper. There are many such statements, which constitute the material for meditation on the day of recollection. "Reading and meditating on the Scriptures must therefore play a major role in the priestly life. Not a private whim, but it is the source of the Word and the inspiration for the whole work of preaching and priests. " not only reading, but reading and meditating, or listening to the Scriptures ... How much do I need faith ...! Benedict XVI in one of Wednesday's catechesis of St. George. Paul said: "Faith is not a figment of our mind, the fruit of our reflection, is something new that we can not come up, and only we can accept as a gift, as a novelty, the creator of the Lord. Faith does not come from reading, but from listening. It is not just something internal, but the relationship with Someone. Assumed to meet the proclaimed news, presupposes the existence of another, who preaches and creates communion " (10 Dec 2008). Have the faith! To be able to open the gift, which she is. Living God. These are the deepest desires, with whom I walk, sometimes I stray up. Desire for a sincere, true ...

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Ustroń records (1)

For 10 days I did not have access to the Internet. That's good. Although, as discussed earlier, certain contacts with people die, when there is no presence in the virtual world ... In my spare time I write here such a quasi - diary, which I call "Ustrońskimi writings." This is the first part of them. For persistent and interested. With best regards! Al
Romolo

Wednesday, June 10

After the morning Mass I go to the rectory. "In 21 days I'll be back. How will need is I will help you when you return. " As usual on such days like today I feel a little bit of stress. For the first time in my life I have to be resort visitors. Not much makes me want to go, because I do not know what awaits me, as it will be if I had some communication with the world. I need to bring a lot of things, shirts and underwear for a change. Passes longer than 12 hours is not expected. This message I read on the Internet. Well, somehow it will.
Around noon in the pouring rain we get to the Silesian Rehabilitation Centre in Ustroń. John has not only offered to bring me here, it still carries my belongings on the fourth floor. At the reception the first shock at any rate information: "Your treatment will last 28 days ...." I planned 21 ... I have not yet looked not well in the sanatorium - a hospital room, a nurse and a nice lady invited me to visit the doctor on duty. Equally nice lady doctor tells me that the ECG shows atrial flutter, and so "we will be putting you on the intensive care room, podepniemy to monitor and watch." The next games. Why me again? How is it that you always have an adventure to meet me, not only planned, but do not want and hard to accept! Dutifully going through the hall. Mr. Robert, a nurse, definitely puts a needle wenflon and attaches me to the monitors. Thus began my four week rehabilitation ...

Thursday, June 11, Corpus Christi

Around three o'clock in the morning alarm. She had to move an electrode and a monitoring device began to howl. Aroused and Mrs. night nurse and me. However, it quickly mastered the ghastly machine. Morning visit and the doctor decides that, however, return to the ward. Phew, what a relief and joy! Already worried, that will not go to Mass today. Pretty soon, please lady doctor to pass a few hours. That's right. After 1911 came John and descend into the city, where is the house of the Sisters of Boromeuszek. Our hospitality house improves mood. In the chapel of the Eucharist. Modest, but even this modest yet is the center of the universe when it is exercised. After Mass. dinner, for dessert, a piece I - Communion cake and coffee. We get into a car and drive in three to Bielsko - Biała. John wanted to surprise the older priest pensioner, who once was his catechist and show Bielsko churches. That priest for nearly half a century ago in this city, I have not been, not seen. We do the tour, actually a kind of pilgrimage, to adore the Lord Jesus in the Eucharist in several churches. Gypsy Forest, House, Carpathian, Aleksandrowice, Chair, Polish Wings, Queen of the Polish ... In the eyes of retired priest, I see the joy and emotion. I am pleased with this sort of "reward," which I received. Such Corpus Christi had not yet experienced. Moreover, in recent years has hardly had a chance to live this wonderful holiday in a traditional rimmed procession to the four altars. Today, many knelt before altars, in a gesture of adoration, adore the same Lord, truly present in the eucharistic forms. And yet the joy of being among the priesthood. Such a pilgrimage together. Good introduction to the Year of the Priest! At the end of the visit the church together with the buildings in Ustroń farskimi Polana. Dinner at the house of the sisters was a perfect accompaniment to today's feast.

Friday, June 12

As an aid to meditative prayer took a catechesis on St. Paul Benedict. Excellent spiritual content at the end of the Pauline Year. Paul. The first pope of catechesis dedicated apostle of the nations living environment. Even after reading the first paragraph appeared in me questioned whether a good aid for meditation you have chosen. The fact that these texts are reliable theological lecture, no doubt, but as an aid in prayer ...? Reading the papal teaching, however slowly it struck me that just as "you can not really understand St. Paul, without taking into account the background, both Judaic and pagan of his time, "just can not understand the themselves without taking into account such background. And this is the background and origin, and times, and culture, and traditions, and language, and philosophy ... It all has a huge impact not only on who I am, what I am, but also how to express, I think, what my views what I preach, which I present ... Even as I pray, who and what is my God ... I wrote down a list of 6 points for personal meditation. Questions and issues on which I should answer to God, to organize themselves. And not just once in their lives. The highlight was a question of how much Christ is in me, in my life and being for / with others? Is my life / attitudes are already converted? The Pope said that since St. Paul, we learn the faith, learn Christ and finally learn the right path of life. Well, it's probably enough when it comes to work on themselves.

the morning doing my stress test. For several minutes I run the treadmill. All monitored ECG. I enrolled for treatment. I decided in my spare time reading and more particularly a lot going on as far as my capabilities. Near the hospital is located in the parish church. Patron Saint. Brother Albert Chmielowski ... My good patron!

Saturday, June 13

care of today, the unofficial "chaplains" in the house of the sisters boromeuszek. Already I feel good here. Once again, am convinced that of a home depends on people living in it. It is they who create the atmosphere of home. Home is not only walls, the furniture, but it's primarily people.

Sunday, June 14

Who's my mom and friendly married couple from my hometown. My parents in recent months are the closest to me. Sometimes I felt stupid, because I'm from 17 years outside the home, but hey ... it happens anyway.
colleague Wojtek evening looks. We go to the local inn for shashlik and moments of chat. I need these koleżeńskich - priesthood meetings.

Monday, June 15

begins the first "regular" weeks of rehabilitation. I am full of enthusiasm. I set myself on such a private plan. I get up between 6.00 and 6.30 in the morning. Rested! It's important for me because for many months (and maybe the last few years) was getting up early for me to Hell, which deepened further. After the toilet, brews coffee and start praying. I sit by the window. Before me Czantoria, although not high up, but since my childhood I was doing on me. I refuse to slow the Hour of Lauds of the Office of Readings, and my prayers that belong to my "personal ritual." When I read the text of catechesis breviary Holy Father. as a morning meditation. In the meantime, sister, a nurse comes to measure the pressure, communicating mostly "110/70" (I was not so long ago!). About 8.00 am to visit a doctor enters the room, listens to our serducha bija. Then have breakfast. Immediately after it hit the road. A walk, though it's a pretty good workout, because it has almost 5.5 miles! At this time we pray, breathing air Beskidzki. I'm going in the direction Równica pass the bridge over the Vistula River, Vistula going down the promenade, which brings me to the city, and later he crawl into my hill. About 10.00 am at home, a little tired, but pleased with the effort. Half an hour later, begin treatments: breathing, relaxation training with a psychologist, training on a bike. Approximately 12.30 "Horka" and even a little walk to the post office, or reading. Dinner only at 13.45. And after him, and sometimes there is some talk to patients on health issues, sometimes a little siesta, reading or walking. About 15.40 exercises. After the monastery Skoda pulls 16.00 s. Aneta. We go to Mass. From day to day is becoming ever closer to me to be the sisters' chapel, and of their community. We are every day around 7 "parishioners", which can sleep in the house the sisters. After Mass, I go back to the hospital for Vespers, dinner and a visit to the doctor on duty. Completed by the time evening hours reading, and about 22.00 drifting off to sleep (and probably why the morning I wake up rested.) So it looks
ustrońska my everyday life ...

Wednesday, 17 June

Everything would be fine if not nagging awareness that getting to me that on the whole I'm the youngest patient cardiology! Despite the trials and many conversations with other patients, it's hard to me that this is so. Why me ... Exactly. He returns to namolne question. In the south looks
Zbyszek. Martha drove to a river. He invited a small dinner. We go for the soup in the bread, the "Under the Devil's hoof" on Równica. This tasty soup! From the top look at Beskid clearing. They remind me of the years of high school and retreats in the vicinity. We sat down and read the glades Bible., Meditating and sharing the Word of God in the Bible class. " I was filled with a yearning for those years and those youthful reading of the Bible. How much of this was? Jarek
evening visits and Agatha. He - my high school classmate, she - his girlfriend. Take me away "to the Italian" a small dinner. Slawek arrived earlier. He's a friend - a priest. We met with some 20 years ago. I recently met up after a long break. I was delighted with his visit, he accompanied me in prayer in recent months. We chatted a little, but as it happens, not enough. The four so we sat at the table. This was a nice day and evening!
A day in the calendar of Albert's brother ... I made the phone to the elder sisters (the equivalent of superior general at the Albertine). A lot of today thinking about a very dear albertynkach.

Friday, June 19

Solemnity of the Sacred Heart of Jesus ... One of my favorites of the year. And this year is for me in many ways, the "Year of the Heart."
Benedict XVI inaugurates the Year of the Priest ... I feel gratitude to the pope for this gift! As I need prayer, the priest of others. Sam I pray every day for my brother priests, because I know that we need this. As a priest, yet I need something more. What? Support from others. I am convinced that we priests need each other as brothers, friends. Szymon, Paul and Darius send a text message from the Piazza San Pietro. Go to vespers with the Pope. And I'm with her sisters and a small group of women praying at Mass. for the sanctification of priests ... Nas. Yes, it's Year of the priests ...

In "Our Sunday Visitor," a prayer for priests:

O Lord, Give your servants heart, which will cover the whole of their education and preparation. Let him be aware of the great news, which originated in their lives, etched in their soul. The heart, which is capable of new feelings, what you recommend to those who have chosen to be servants of Your Eucharistic Body and Thy Mystical Body the Church.

O Lord, give them a clean heart, only love you capable of such fullness, such joy, such a depth that only you can give, you become an exclusive, fully subject to the human heart. Heart clean, that would not know evil, perhaps just to make them recognize and avoid the fight, a clean heart as a child, capable of admiration and awe.

O Lord, give them a heart of a big, open to your thoughts, and shut tight any ambition, any petty rivalry between people. A heart as big, capable match for you and your able to cope with the spread of the Church, the spread of light, capable of all love, all to serve, be the spokesperson for all.

addition, O Lord, give them a heart of strong, willing and ready to face any difficulties, all the temptations, every weakness, every bored, every fatigue, a heart capable of persistently, patiently and bravely serve the mystery that you entrust the children of your own, which utożsamiłeś together.

In the end, O Lord, a heart to true love, that is able to understand, accept, serve and sacrifice to be able to be happy, pulsating your feelings and your thoughts.

Paul VI


Saturday, June 20

romitorium I visit today. Somewhere in the woods Jaworzynka. Beautiful place. House, which is a beautiful chapel, constructed on the model of the Italian chapel of Saint-era. Francis. Purely here and friendships. Feel the spirit of brotherhood, peace and prayer. This hermitage of Friars Minor of Panewnik. Despite the hard rain falling I am captivated by this place! I can feel how much I need such places to be able to function well as a man and a priest. Spiritual conversation and confession with Father Fear, was for me an important emphasis of this expedition. My father has a light ...

From the morning it hurts in the groin hematoma (postoperative residual). The doctor on duty doing my ultrasound. If nothing changes, you will need remove it again ... Why me ...? How many more? But I hope that somehow it comes off the same. Please support! They tell me less to walk. It's not here wyleżę whole weeks! I feel as intensifying rebellion in me. Do not give up though. Another attempt, which make up life. Jut!

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