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  • Raniero Cantalamessa
    he Baptism in the Spirit's effectiveness in reactivating baptism consists in this: finally man contributes his part -- namely, he makes a choice of faith, prepared in repentance, that allows the that allows the work of God to set itself free and to emanate all its strength. It is as if the plug is pulled and the light is switched on. The gift of God is finally "untied" and the Spirit is allowed to flow like a ftragrance in the Christian life.
  • Peter Hocken
    During the night between Friday and Saturday, in the early morning hours of 10 June 2017, the Lord called back to Him a great man, Father Peter Hocken. He died at the age of almost 85. He was a servant of God, a friend, a priest who loyally served the Body of Christ until his last breath, all the world round. The Lord gave him an extraordinary intellect and wisdom, together with the experience of baptism in the Holy Spirit. He also received from God the talent and ability to provide specific and comprehensible theological explanations and descriptions of spiritual experiences that are taking place within the Church, notably after the Second Vatican Council.
  • Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
    "I have a dream," he began, "that one day on the red hills of Georgia, sons of former slaves and sons of former slave-owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. "I have a dream my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character."
  • Peter Dufka SJ
    We all know, based on our personal experience, that the cooperation with most intelligent people is not often easy. These people usually do not establish friendship easily. It is interesting also that university graduates with an honour degree usually do not fit in to the working environment in the best way and that their high intellect is of a little help in overcoming personal or marriage crises.
  • Marek Nikolov
    The aim of the “Jesus Heals” prayer gatherings is experiencing the fact that God is Love. He is Love that wants to give itself to other people. God wants to show us His mercy even through healing, signs, wonders, and miracles.


Prorocká výzva Geoffa Poultera pre Slovensko, ktorá sa začína napĺňať.

Zaujímavá a výpovedná skúsenosť západoeurópskeho muža s hinduizmom, budhizmom, jógou, ezoterikou a okultizmom.

Príbeh bývalého teroristu, ktorý dnes spája etniká a kmene.
Stephen Lungu

Hudobníčka Lacey Sturm, bývalá speváčka kapely Flyleaf, bola presvedčenou ateistkou a mala v úmysle vziať si život... ale zrazu sa všetko zmenilo.

We all are part of a great story. The great story of the world is composed of past and present stories of lives of individual people. The portal is focused on the most important moment of the story of the world and individual, the moment of personal experience of person with God.

Story - vdp. Rastislav Dluhý, C.Ss.R.
A path of a man

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Redemptorist and a Roman Catholic priest. He is one of the main leaders in Slovakia, who accepted and lives fully a call of John Paul II. to a new evangelization of the world.

As a man I write these lines with a prospect of them having a meaning. I have big hopes or rather “ambitions”? As I won’t deny a typical man in me, I have a clear goal in front of me.
I want to encourage, wake up and maybe provoke men. I don’t put myself in a position of an old man – wise man, because I don’t have either age or experience for it. It gives me a certain space for errors and mistakes and also a chance for an excuse that my “right views” are only being formed.

I was thinking about the topic for a long time: male character – manhood – man – guy. What in fact is it? It runs away in front of me as mercury from a thermometer which was broken by fault. A quantity of books on this topic and a demand for them indicate a search, a need to look for a real male character.

I don’t want to be an explorer without a map

I have read somewhere that a boy, who didn’t get a father’s example, is like an explorer without a map. Therefore I tell myself, better some example than none. Here is my story. I am a first-born from six children. My father studied at an evening school, repaired a house, worked and learned to run a family and to be a father. He didn’t have it easy in conditions he found himself in. I wasn’t a boy who would be attracted by technical matters, I was rather a small philosopher, I liked to brood in our shed or barn. It caught my father short a bit, he couldn’t quite follow me. I understand him. My other brothers are more technical than me. But I am proud of it. I think that they are also glad that they have a brother who forces them to stop and think sometimes. I didn’t avoid work around the house. Well, not exactly, work in a barn, at a garden, with hogs, around heating was a normal part of our life but I can’t tell that my heart would perk up at it. It took me long time to find out where actually my heart pulls me to. I needed time and space for it and much advice from others and also patience with confusion in a search of my way.

As a child I always looked forward to my uncles Mike and Joe. I knew they liked me. One drove me on a motorbike and taught me to shoot from an air rifle and the other drove his Lada car amazingly fast. It captivated me. They showed me attention many times. I felt that they were also delighted at me.

I learned about life from my grandfather Simon who is already with the Lord. I liked his stories about honesty and about his resistance against communist ideology. Everybody around knew and respected him. I also admired his broad artistic abilities of a blacksmith, a mason, a plumber, a gardener and the like. I was hampered a bit by his hot-temper. I remember how my grandfather Joseph, whom the Lord called recently too, talked to me about how he grew up left to himself. He said that as a boy he had to cross a bumpy field road with a big wagon – hay-wagon - from a forest to home. When crossing a brook he got stuck and a wheel on a wagon broke down. He cried hopelessly but his “future father-in-law” helped him. All these stories made a deep impression on me as a boy. I needed to hear them. To find out that a way of a man is difficult but it is possible to walk on it and to mature through life’s difficulties.

About a bow and broken roof tiles

I mentioned already that my father had it tough with me because I wasn’t a typical quick-to-learn type. I wanted to mimic things from him so much but somehow I couldn’t repeat it after him. But I am thankful to him for the one: that he wanted to teach me. He always demonstrated to me how is what done. Many boys would appreciate it nowadays. However my other brothers were compensation for my father. Now I smile when I realize that my father taught us how to make a bow from an ash-tree and arrows with it. They were serious deadly weapons. Poor mother, when she found out, she went through considerable doses of fear. We built bunkers with brothers wherever it was possible and we fought with various weapons;

from a catapult through a bow to a homemade tomahawk. Because of a bunker on a roof, my father had to change broken tiles many times. I have great memories from these times and I don’t feel that either I or my brothers would become notorious rowdies. But a healthy fight stayed in us. We try not to resign in life and not to be passive.

Sometimes it is funny when we debate with my father and find out a completely different approach to things. I try to see things from an over view and to look for a meaning, I am sort of a provocateur. I think my father would say the same. So we leave the game started. I want to have a determination also into the future to present and stand for my own opinion, but to have courage to listen to other opinion too. It also needs a man’s braveness; because men don’t like to acknowledge their faults. Therefore when we sit at a table and indicate a mistake which happened, we are not always willing to admit it. Sometimes things from the life, from the past appear which we again evaluate with the father. Everybody sees it in own way of course. It is difficult for fathers to admit that they made a mistake. They are afraid to fail. I know that when once I will be also reviewing my life, I will bear my faults, sins with difficulty. And it will hurt even more, when others will remind me of them. Therefore I try to have compassion with older men. I will reveal a secret to you about our family. We are not perfect (please keep it to yourself and don’t spread it).

In a company of men

God the Father wants to raise and consecrate us men to a male character not only in our family but also outside of it. The whole burden of the task thus doesn’t rest only on father’s shoulders. It would be a too big of a burden. To lead a boy into a world of men and to help young ones to maturity – it needs also a company of men. We are not created the way to help yourselves alone with own life. I realize that I am incomplete, partial man who needs complement in many areas. I am on a way.

In years of adolescence I got into a group of boys who believed in God and at the same time they had a sense of adventure. Those relations moved me further very much. Later then when I entered a religious order of men, I wasn’t surprised, how different we were. It is possible to learn anything from my brothers Redemptorists. Contacts with brothers who grew up with me are especially precious to me. They are like my allies. More and more I regard brothers who are older than me and have years of “mature kings or wise men”. It feels good when they encourage me, trust me and entrust me with a difficult mission. Sometimes I worry but I believe in their trust and strength of their blessing. God raises me as a man through them too. Men from lay communities around Redemptorists impress me very much. What everything we went through as men on water, in mountains, at home in a village and also in a big Africa! In tears, pain, prayer and also in laughter. God, I thank them.

An old man overcomes gaps

We say that an old man is a wise man. I perceive a real old man practically as a saint. John Paul II. said that old men connected generations. “They have a charisma to overcome gaps between generations before they arise,” he wrote in a letter to families. An old man can reconcile a father with a son. He understands them because he was a son and also a father. He shows understanding and gentleness. Children’s children are their crown (comp. Proverbs 17,6). It is really the truth. I could see how my grand fathers rejoiced in us, their grand children. Sometimes I had an impression that they liked us more than their children. Their advice was gradually more general, as they were leaving us space for our own decisions. They were more like: “Abide with God and don’t leave Him! Try to get along with your siblings. Remember your family! Be honest and decent. Don’t worry, it will be all right.”

I like how Dostoevsky describes this in a character of an old man Zosima in The Brothers Karamazov: “Many were coming to an old man Zosima during those long years with a need to confess to him from the whole heart and with a desire to hear his advice and a healing word. Zosima took in to his own soul so many confidential confessions, expressions of dejection and avowals that after the first look at a face of an unknown man who came to him, he could guess why that man was coming to him, what he needed and also what misery tortured his conscience (…) All who came in to the old man for the first time for a confidential talk, entered with a fear and unease and came out from him nearly always ablaze and joyful and even the most sullen face changed to a happy one.”

A place that no one else has

John Paul II. and Benedict XVI. for example have an effect on me in this way. Their words are serious as words of old men, full of truth and hope.

I am thankful that also in our community we have old men. They make me feel calm and joyous. When one of my confreres celebrated 40 years of priesthood lately, it encouraged me very much to keep going on my way. I think that the most important thing for my manhood is to live in a friendship with God the Father.

He is always with me, even when I don’t realize it directly. I feel I am his beloved son, that his heart is good and that I have my place in it, such that nobody else can take. And I listen to his voice which will tell me…

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