“I will instruct you and show you the way you will go,
I will strengthen my gaze on You… ”Ps 32: 8
This gaze of Jesus is very important to me. I look at Him, Present in the Eucharist, and He looks at me… He looks into my heart. In fact, it penetrates my heart and soul, restores my life, heals what is weak and sinful. And it strengthens me on the path that she shows me step by step …
I know that he guides me… these are different ways, but I know that they are His ways for me. And that’s enough for me.
It is amazing that this gaze of Jesus engraved in my heart is like a seal that somehow marks me that I belong to Him, that I am in His Hands.
Here, in the place where I am now, in the orphanage in Klenica, his gaze is especially with me through Mary.
Because I minister among children who need a home… and a warm look at them, at their lives, stories, cares and joys.
And to think that once I wanted to start my own family orphanage. God, however, founded it for me in some way …
I feel strongly that there is a space in my heart that I can call HOME and I know that it is related to accepting into the heart people whom the Lord places on my way of life and vocation. It is also a space for listening, caring for another human being, it is a place of sharing the heart, which becomes a home .. Or maybe otherwise… a home where I would like to welcome everyone is born in my heart.
So I try to shape them and open them every day …
And now, at this time, my thoughts are constantly connected with the mystery of Mary’s gaze on Jesus.
When I look at Mary, I feel as if I am hidden in her gaze, sheltered in it and devoted to God. I pray that I will be able to look at other people, at the children among whom I am, through the eyes of Mary. And I am asking Mary to look for me, to love, to serve me … to give me her eyes and a gentle look, full of care and love, from which life is born …
The awareness that God’s eyesight is watching over me makes me safe and I trust that everything that is happening is in His Hands. The hurt and suffering children I work with just am, need a sense of security and experience that they are important and loved. There is no need for big words in this ministry … When I start my duty, prepare breakfast for children, iron their clothes, help with study or cleaning … When we go shopping together, play games or drink tea together … when I gently stroke their heads, or hug them. I admonish them, always looking at my children and asking in my heart that Mary’s love will envelop them all and touch their hearts also through me. Because Mary can do anything … She delicately touches the most painful wounds and transforms them into pearls … And she knows the right time to heal. I only tell her about children in a whisper and she fights for every child …
In this silent service to my children in the Orphanage, the Lord’s Will is being fulfilled for me at this time … Praise Him for everything He gives and how He guides!
S.M. Teresa Fatyga
