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Smajt it-telefon iċempel. Kelli tentazzjoni kbira li ma mmurx naqbdu biex inwieġeb, iżda ftakart fil-Kelma tal-Ħajja: “Qiegħed inħabbat…..” u ddeċidejt li mmur nara min kien. Kienet il-mara ta’ persuna li żewġi u jien konna ilna ngħinuh għal xi żmien. Qaltli li kellhom problema: il-flus ma kienux qed iservuhom u talbet l-għajnuna. Propju dakinhar kont qed naħseb li wasalt biex nixtri żarbun ġdid għax-xitwa għax dak li kelli ma kienx għadu tajjeb għal riġlejja wara l-inċident li kelli. Iżda għidt li issa din il-persuna hawn quddiemi u hemm bżonn niftaħ qalbi għaliha. Għidtilha li xtaqt nitkellem ma’ żewġi u mbagħad inċemplilha. Meta ġie żewġi tkellimt miegħu u rajna li stajna nagħtuha xi ftit tal-għajnuna; stajna nagħtuha l-flus li bihom kont ser nixtri ż-żarbun.
Dħalt fi klassi ġdida fejn kelli nagħti lezzjoni lil wieħed student li sħabi kienu jgħidu li kien diffiċli ħafna u ma tantx iġib ruħu sew. Ħsibt li qabel nibda l-lezzjonijiet miegħu, ikun aħjar jekk niddedika l-ħin biex insir nafu u niftaħ djalogu miegħu. S’issa mhu qed insib ebda problema; joqgħod tassew attent u jġib ruħu tassew tajjeb.
Kienet waslet il-ġurnata tal-Ħadd u għidna: sa fl-aħħar ħadd minna ma għandu x’impenn! Iżda ġiet f’moħħi familja li kienet għaddejja minn żmien diffiċli u għidt: dawn ser ikunu waħidhom, x’ser jieklu? Tkellimt ma’ żewġi, għamilna xirja u stedinna lil din il-familja biex jiġu jieklu għandna. It-tfal kienu tassew kuntenti! Ilkoll ħassejna ferħ u paċi kbira. Filgħaxija ma konniex għajjenin: ħassejna l-mistrieħ tal-preżenza ta’ Ġesu’ fejn ikun hemm l-imħabba.
Ġurnata waħda, ħabiba tiegħi, li toqgħod ‘l bogħod, talbitni nkellem lil xi ħadd jiġi minnha u joqgħod fl-istess lokal fejn noqgħod jien. Xtaqet li nara x’nista’ nagħmel minħabba xi tilwim li nqala’ fil-familja. Għalkemm lil dan ir-raġel ma tantx kont nafu, għamilt ħilti u mort niltaqa’ miegħu. Smajtu tassew b’qalb miftuħa. Inħoss li s-sitwazzjoni bdiet ġejja għall-aħjar, iżda l-avventura għadha għaddejja. Sar l-ewwel pass u l-ħabiba tiegħi kienet tassew grata; qaltli: “Int biss taf x’għandek tgħid f’din is-sitwazzjoni”.[:en]A Hidden Letter
The wife of a friend of mine, Sandra, had fallen into such a depression that she didn’t want to talk to anyone. The family was feeling it. I didn’t know how to help her. One morning I asked God to give me an opportunity to do something. That afternoon I received a very fancy gift, a ceramic plate with fine chocolates. Thinking that this would be something that Sandra would appreciate, I sent it to her. After a while, Sandra telephone me laughing: “You send me a recycled present: in the middle of the dish I found a note addressed to you.” I started to laugh too and the telephone call went on for a long time with hearts open wide. Sandra confided he fear to me and I encouraged her to share it with her family. A few days later my friend said that Sand had begun a new dialogue with the mother and sisters, and something melted away in her.
T. M. – Slovak Republic
Quality Pots
I had come to know of a young married couple, just arrived from Canada. They didn’t have anything to live on and were working for work. On day asked myself what I could give them, which would be useful to them. Opening the kitchen cabinet I saw my favorite pot that cooks so well because of its fine quality. I felt Jesus inviting me to detach myself and, after polishing it, I invited the couple over for supper and gave the pot to them. They were both very happy. A few days later my father dropped by to see me. In the back of his car there was a gift for me. He had no idea what it was, because it was from my sister. Opening it, I saw a set of three fine quality pots, and the bigger one was the same exact size as the one I had given away.
C. K. – Australia
Hope
I was a woman of the street. The hardest times to put up with were the holidays. That’s when I felt the most solitude that no one could fill. On day, as I was rushing to the bus stop, the window of car went down and a young man asked me if I needed a ride. He assured me that he hadn’t stopped with any alternative motives. That gesture overwhelmed me and I accepted. In the car, I asked him why he had done it and he replied by giving me a small copy of the Gospels. When I got home, I felt urged to read it and, the more I read it, the more I felt a new hop growing in me. Then, I went to ask a priest if I could talk with him. That’s how I began my ascent.
N. N. – Italy
Rent
Not having the money to pay for the rent, my husband and I began to pray with faith. That same night our landlord came looking for the money. It was Thursday. When I asked him to come back on Saturday – because I wasn’t sure we’d get paid that day – he agreed. We prayed some more, together with our six children. Friday morning, a friend came to visit us, our fellow-countryman. As he said goodbye, he handed us an envelope. It contained four thousand shillings. We were thrilled and overwhelmed: besides the money for the rent, we were also able to buy something to eat.
F. P. – Kenya[:gb]
A Hidden Letter
The wife of a friend of mine, Sandra, had fallen into such a depression that she didn’t want to talk to anyone. The family was feeling it. I didn’t know how to help her. One morning I asked God to give me an opportunity to do something. That afternoon I received a very fancy gift, a ceramic plate with fine chocolates. Thinking that this would be something that Sandra would appreciate, I sent it to her. After a while, Sandra telephone me laughing: “You send me a recycled present: in the middle of the dish I found a note addressed to you.” I started to laugh too and the telephone call went on for a long time with hearts open wide. Sandra confided he fear to me and I encouraged her to share it with her family. A few days later my friend said that Sand had begun a new dialogue with the mother and sisters, and something melted away in her.
T. M. – Slovak Republic
Quality Pots
I had come to know of a young married couple, just arrived from Canada. They didn’t have anything to live on and were working for work. On day asked myself what I could give them, which would be useful to them. Opening the kitchen cabinet I saw my favorite pot that cooks so well because of its fine quality. I felt Jesus inviting me to detach myself and, after polishing it, I invited the couple over for supper and gave the pot to them. They were both very happy. A few days later my father dropped by to see me. In the back of his car there was a gift for me. He had no idea what it was, because it was from my sister. Opening it, I saw a set of three fine quality pots, and the bigger one was the same exact size as the one I had given away.
C. K. – Australia
Hope
I was a woman of the street. The hardest times to put up with were the holidays. That’s when I felt the most solitude that no one could fill. On day, as I was rushing to the bus stop, the window of car went down and a young man asked me if I needed a ride. He assured me that he hadn’t stopped with any alternative motives. That gesture overwhelmed me and I accepted. In the car, I asked him why he had done it and he replied by giving me a small copy of the Gospels. When I got home, I felt urged to read it and, the more I read it, the more I felt a new hop growing in me. Then, I went to ask a priest if I could talk with him. That’s how I began my ascent.
N. N. – Italy
Rent
Not having the money to pay for the rent, my husband and I began to pray with faith. That same night our landlord came looking for the money. It was Thursday. When I asked him to come back on Saturday – because I wasn’t sure we’d get paid that day – he agreed. We prayed some more, together with our six children. Friday morning, a friend came to visit us, our fellow-countryman. As he said goodbye, he handed us an envelope. It contained four thousand shillings. We were thrilled and overwhelmed: besides the money for the rent, we were also able to buy something to eat.
F. P. – Kenya[:]
