The angel speaks :“Arise take the child and his mother and escape to Egypt.” (Matthew 2,13-14). Saint Joseph and Mary have to make a decision. On the one hand there is Nazareth , the workshop , a secure existence , the house, the home . On the other hand there is the Child , the Life . One has to decide ! The greatness of the Holy Family is that they decided by choosing Life . They accept the flight , the poverty , the exile into a foreign land . They accept everything because Life is , what matters to them most.
Maybe the difficulties like huge millstones will make you feel like being between the devil and the deep blue sea , but be not afraid , because in the challenges of the everyday you will become like the carrier of the Bread of Christ .
The great things are gifts , do not push yourself after them , all you have to do is to bend down humbly for them , to take hold of them . A good friend , an unexpectedly opening gateway , that opens to infinite distances , the branches laden with fruit bowing down -the gifts of the Kingdom
Everything in this world is limited, the fertile land , the water , the treasures in the depth of the earth, everything is exhaustible , love alone is that all can receive with infinite measure The distribution of all that is restricted can only give rise to wars , this is why people has to be taught to look for the life-giving , merciful love .At the bottom of our hearts we all feel this with,-in vain are we trying to satisfy, appease this by substitutes -only pure love can quench it .
Whilst I was studying theology I received the first big lesson from the bishop Jakab Antal . He spent over 10 years in jail , for us he was a living martyr and it was with him that I had to assist as an altar server alone every day for a week . Until then never in my life was I an altar server and also to be quite frank I was really irritated by the pompousness wearing these lacy loose capes .
As Böjte Csaba I was at the very front of the row , and right at the start of the academic year I was assigned assist my prelate to become an altar server . The bishop started the holy mass in latin “Dominus vobiscum” (The Lord be with you ), then I should have replied
“Et cum spirit tuo”( és a Te lelkeddel ) , but I was furiously flipping the pages in the Lectionary . The bishop just waited patiently until I found the answer in the Lectionary , that I read with a great deal of difficulty . Aged twenty five I was so stressed that perhaps I could not have even managed to say my own name . I was flipping backwards and forwards in the Lectionary ,with great patience the bishop allowed me to find the correct page , then calmly guided me to it .I had read the Reading , well…lets leave it at that , through the grace of God we made it to the end of the mass . I was convinced that my theological carrier would end here . They would thank me for my good will and send me on my way .
At the conclusion of the mass the bishop gracefully knelt down for adoration , as after every mass ha prayed at length then stood up at the conclusion an began to walk away , and asked that I wait for his return . He managed to get a nice, ripe orange from somewhere and seriously he looked me in the eyes and said :”Thank you very much for your assistance I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow as well .” I always believed that calmly with kind words one can educate a person , but the prelate with this gesture reinforced my outlook for life .
I don’t even mention that all night long I studied the latin mass , and by the end of the week I mostly knew it .
Six years later he , himself ordained me as a priest in Gyulafehérvár . His actions gained an everlasting place in my heart , demonstrating that to raise a child does not need to be done with impatience , anger, waving a stick but peacefully , patiently with love as well .
God is infinitely great and pure, the praying man is aware of his weaknesses, insignificance , is almost annihilated yet of this he is yearning for His Creator’s marvellous , blessed presence !
Blessed Living Sun , even if it is scorching , blinding as well , through experiencing its existence, being our hearts are filled with inexpressible, overflowing joy . For me these quiet , prayerful moments gave the necessary strength for the priestly, monastic life , and these special moments help me even today to get through all the difficulties of life !
Let’s not be afraid of the quiet moments of prayer , lets dare to turn our faces , our hearts towards heaven , open it wide before the God of love !