Not I

How tiring it is, what the world talks about today. I, I, I, and always I. My needs. How I feel. What I’m missing. How to take care of myself. A narrative. It’s easy to succumb to it. It’s easy to justify it. And it’s easy to desire it. Because, of course, it’s about me. […]

Goodnesses

Gratitude makes you breathe easier. It’s as if it were expanding your lung capacity. It’s repairing the shortness of your breath, burdened by worry. Gratitude increases your capacity for everything that comes. Gratitude expands your peace. Gratitude for Him expands. Someone recently asked me to recall the little good things God has given me over […]

Song of happiness

Returns. Although I haven’t been anywhere else but here. Because sometimes, or rather, every now and then, you seem to be there, you seem to touch some depth, but it doesn’t satisfy you. As if you were meeting with God not entirely attentively. He is there, you are there. And things happen. And yet there […]

Not much is enough

Eight years ago, I packed almost everything I had into a small basement, and I left for Africa with one suitcase. Since I’ve been coming back to Poland just for a while, I’ve been throwing out bags of unnecessary things. But that time I left them because they seemed important to me. Today, I don’t […]

Home

When I arrive in Poland, all the Mozambican hardships are forgotten. My experiences flatten out on the way to the airport. I can at best count them, and not very conscientiously. The time that has passed is shortened, as if these long months were just a hazy moment. A brief memory. And yet they are […]

How good it is here

At first I felt relieved that I could drink tap water. And that it wouldn’t give me diarrhea. Or worms. Not to mention typhoid or cholera. Relief that I didn’t have to look for an open store with mineral water to drink at 11 p.m. Right after we entered my apartment in Gdansk, I turned […]

Uncomfortable missions

It is uncomfortable in Mozambique. I had never thought about this country and myself there this way before. This conclusion was born maybe two weeks after arriving in Poland. At another breakfast together, when the hardships of the last months were just a safe memory. As safe as it was far away at that moment. […]