You know what on Sunday I came back from the lV Bicycle Pilgrimage to the American Czestochowa. It was a quick and spontaneous decision taken on a Friday night. Only 80 miles was waiting for me (the whole route was 350 miles). On Saturday, the temperature indicated 108 F, at some point I began to wonder: Is the bigger heat pouring from the sky or beating from hot sticky asphalt?
Conditions were very difficult. I was a miracle. I have never experienced such fatigue and physical exhaustion before, and believe me I have been in many different places and situations. My own psyche killed me, I'm afraid that I'm the last one and I can not do it, the equipment I was going to and the temperature. In a word, I massacred myself physically and completely ... But my effort was not wasted. I met there a group of ANGELS who, without looking at anything, helped me reach my goal. You know what, there were TRUE PEOPLE who did not know me before, and they pulled out their hearts. It was as hot to me as it was to me, just as hard, yet they could give my hand or embrace my arm and push me up the hill. This is an amazing feeling when you say, "God, I can not do it, I will not ..." and at the moment someone puts a hand on your shoulders and pushes forward ...
As he cries in the back, change the derailleur, again and again ... as he gives you his electrolytes because he sees that you are falling, and he has only a bottle, how do you get a candy bar that makes your wings grow. Thank you BROTHER AND SISTER, that you helped me to survive these two days.
Agata, Marek and Maria, Zosia, Max, Gerard, Daniel, Tomek, Krzysztof, Stanisław, Boguslaw and many others. I can not even find you on Facebook, because I forgot about your name Today, when God, church or Catholic communities are so mocked, I want to tell you that it is WORTH to believe, it is worth being close to God and worth living in Catholic communities because living in the United States only found people for whom your name is not important but what do you need.
Amen. Well, maybe even in the mountains I met, but it was 20 years ago ... I'm just going to meet them
P.S. I think about it all the time to go next year