How valuable one is depends on how much we can give from ourselves to those around us and how highly we regard ourselves! For this reason being like a tree that yields a good crop , day after day let’s present our companions with its fruits!!  A flower , a letter, a thought , a plan are nice and important, but even our Lord Jesus Christ curses a tree that is barren!! Longingly let’s desire that silently , perhaps even unnoticed by our surrounding we can become God’s precious gifts , kind-hearted blessing !! What will my fruit be today that I’ll  be able to present my sisters and brothers with generously ?

With love ,

Father Csaba 

translated by dr k.e.

God said , do not kill, contrary to this in many states abortion , euthanasia are accepted A parliamentary majority is enough to change God’s law. Even though God’s commandments are eternal. Society needs a law concerning the right to life . How good it would be , if the basic laws on human life as well, that God saw necessary  to reveal to us , should be regarded as set in concrete , and our communities, states, the big family of mankind would organise themselves according to these !

Father Csaba

translated by dr k.e.

A child heart is miraculous, it is unbelievable how they get over great problems, difficulties ..smiling, and move on chattering , laughing!! How great would it be if we could also learn this from the children living in our homes ! 

With lots of love, a heart filled with hope 

Father Csaba 

translated by dr k.e.

A prayer tha Saint Teresa of Calcutta also said daily. How good would it be for us as well not only just recite it daily  but also live accordingly !

With love,

Father Csaba 

translated by dr k.e.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,

Where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

where there is sadness, joy;

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;

to be understood as to understand;

to be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive;

it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;

and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Amen.

Le’s not forget that the one who forgets the struggle for existence , that person looses his existence !

Father Csaba

translated by dr k.e.

My dear mother gave me my life and I am giving her during the holy mass the One who calls Himself the Life ! It is a sacrifice to have a child , a mother this way through her son becomes part of the sacrifice of the cross . This life is extremely beautiful !!

With the love of a child,

Father Csaba

translated by dr k.e.

Do I try consciously to sit down and pray with the people in my household ? Many times I am amazed myself as well that even small children how happily partake in these prayers ! I encourage you all lovingly that dare to pray together with your families . Saint Teresa of Calcutta said that :” “those who pray together they also stay together !”

With the love of a lesser brother in Christ,

Father Csaba

translated by dr k.e.

A child’s life is a miracle in itself . Every child is a message for mankind . God loves us ! To bring up a child is a meeting with God ! Jesus said :” 5 And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me. Matthew 18, 5 “

With love ,

Father Csaba

translated by dr k.e.

drawing by Léhaft Pál.

Every child is a precious treasure and lifting up the neglected ones is not only practising an act of charity but also a rational thinking of the future !!!

With love,

Father Csaba 

translated by dr k.e.

Angel from the Heaven, go with haste

To the festering - frosty Budapest

There, between the Russian tanks

The bells are silent.

Where Christmas isn't bright.

There aren't any golden nuts on the trees,

There is nothing else than, frost, shivering, hunger.

Tell them, so that they can understand!

Speak loudly in the night:

Angel, deliver message of a miracle!

Flap your wings quickly,

Fly, swiftly, because they're waiting.

Don't tell them about the world,

Where candles are burning,

Tables are full in warm houses,

Cleric cheers with fair words

Flimsy is whispering, gift,

Wise words are deliberating, smart design,

Sparkler is sparking on the trees,

Angel, now You speak of miracle!

Tell this, because this is the wonder of the world:

A poor nation's Christmas tree in the

Silent Night it began to be on fire

And now a lot make a sign of the cross.

Continents people just watch, and watch,

Some understand it, some of them don't.

They are thinking, this is too much for thousands.

They are praying or shuddering,

Because something else hangs on the tree, not candy:

Christ of folks, Hungary!

And a lot of passes by:

The soldier, who poked him in the heart,

The Farizeus, who sold it,

Who denied, three times.

He dipped his hand in the same bowl,

Wanted to sale it for thirty silver coins

And while he abused Him,

Hit Him, accused Him:

Now the people just stand and stare,

But nobody can say nothing to Him.

Because He doesnt says nothing, neither is accusing,

Stares, like Christ from the cross.

This Christmas tree is very odd,

Devil brought it, or Angel brought it,

Who cast die on His robe,

They don't know what are they doing,

They just suspect it

The secret of this night,

Because this is one odd Christmas:

The Hungarian nation hangs on those trees.

And the world speaks of a miracle,

Clerics speaks of bravery.

The state man starts it,

The holy Pope blesses him.

And every folk, and orders

Now questioning, why this had to happen.

Why didn't they extinctioned as others wanted?

Why didn't they just waited the end of it?

Why, how the sky opened,

A nation sad: Enough!

These people do not understand,

What has rised like the sea?

Why did world orders shaken?

A nation shouted. Then silenced.

But now a lot of them asks: What happened?

Who did make law out of bone, and flesh?

And more of them asks

Stammerly, because they really don't understand

Them, who inherited:

Is freedom this big?

Angel, deliver the message from the sky,

They will be always new life out of blood.

They met each other sometimes

The child, the donkey, and the shepherd

In the litter, next to the manger,

If life gives birth,

They still guard the miracle,

They stand guard with their breath,

Because the star is bright, the dawn shatters,

Tell them: angel from the Heaven

Márai Sándor