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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