What is life?

We human beings,are susceptible to consider only those things real,which we can see,which we can approach in an exact way. As a result of aboves our life is determined by those events,which are so to say evident and obvious. We are looking for those things,which we think can make us happy. While we are chasing pursued after the financial welfare and the comfortable  life,we pass those most important questions which concern our life. We have no time to stand /or stop not even for a moment and to think what the point and the sense of our life is. Why we are  at this planet,from where did we come and where are we going? But however until we do not have any definite answer  and explanation for aboves without any doubt,we cannot live any complete and joyful life

Without any real answers our whole life becomes senseless,as the goal and sense of our life can be found in these answers. Well,accordingly our responsibility due to our humanity is to search and to find these answers. We can only live a complete life if we know who we are,if we have chief goals above all and if we know what will happen with us after our death

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The deeper aspect of our life

It is worth putting these questions to those persons,who know the answer,who would never tell a lie,who likes us,and who is pledged himself/herself to us. This person is God

And he gives all these answers in the Bible. The Bible writes that it was God. Who created the human being to the very image of him,aiming to make his huge love visible. Therefore the human being is not by chance on this planet  without any goals and sense,but according to God’s in advance thought out plans with exalted aims. The human being has been created with a tight and close contact with God,but sorry to say he failed and rose againts his/her Creator  and this event had shaded their contact. But God liked the world so much that he  gave his son for ransom and as a result he defeated the sin and the consequence of their fall which seperated the creatured from him. He did it that those who trust in his son ,should not get lost ,but should live forever/John Gospel 3.16/ This is the up till now existing evidence of God.

You are also not an exception

Allow me please to continue these ideas and this conception addressed peronally to you. You,who are now reading these lines and thoughts may be in your case also great events determine your life similarly to many millions of fellow-creatures. May be if you are thinking of life,in your case also determinig events of your life are flashing in your mind and in your memory. But life is substantially much more than chains of events. We should view life in the  mirror of the very fact , that with the death of the physical body the life does not come to an end but it continues in the eternity. The aim of these 7o-8o years is to be prepared as much as possible and the best for that life which will never be finished. The human being has been created in  such a way that his/her life should never come to an  end. God presented everybody also you with an eternal life. But the very fact where and under what kind of circumstances you might live your life on earth must be decided during these 7o-8o years. You might live  in the presence of God joyfully,without any troubles,problems,illness and any other negative things,but you can live in the opposite,too,being seperated from God

In eternal blames and under pains and tortures. If you would like to know whether the human being has been really created for eternal life and if you would be interested in what is determining the quality  ofyour eternal life in this case please do click on this reference in order to get the relevant answer for it. If the eternal life is a fact or a false hope?

Whether the eternal life is a fact or a false hope?

If there is no eternal life in this case Christians should be mentally deranged.

Apostle Paul says: Should Christ not have risen again, in this case your belief is not worth much! And if we hope in this life only in Christ in this case we are much more miserable than every people. Namely if we only  have these 7o-8o years and we spend them to believe in a dead Christ  in this case we are absolutely not normal. In this case Christians  are the most miserable and to be pitied on earth. If there isno eternal life, if there is no eternity in this case the story with Christ is false it means that in this case the humanity has no Saviour and Christianity is a nursery-tale only. In this case we only have these 7o-8o years  to be at our disposal,which we should not live with a belief in God,but as hedonists devouring enjoyments only. If there is nothing after the life on earth, in this case we should take advantage of each minute and make use of the occasion in order to enjoy our life in this case there is nothing left for the people than to find pleasures for 7o-8o years and afterwards to finish life.

The resurrection of Christ gave hope  to the humanity

 But thanks God he loves the human beings so much that he cannot and does not want to give up it. God devoted a much more exciting,substantial and intelligent life to the human beings than seeing that for 7o-8o years accumulating delights only,which in addition spoils him/her..Jesus said:I came that they should have a life and moreover that they should live in affluence. That is why Jesus came and had died. He came  in order that people should have a rich,substantial,joyful and active life,

Her had paid for it with his life,which should have been  actually  paid by the human beings

Because he fell into sin. Jesus with his death satisfied the justness of God and with it the humanity got an opportunity to settle its contact with his/her Creator. But on the other hand.

With the very fact that Jesus had risen again,gave hope to the mankind for the eternal life. Therefore in the question of the eternal life it is a cardinal point,whether Jesus had actually risen again

Whether the resurrection is a self-deception tale,a naiv hope or a historical fact.

Being Broken Part 15 Ali the Moslem boy

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Ali the Moslem boy

The 3rd boy I took care of was only for a short time with us. One year  I got a phone call. I was very much astonished,as I was asked to receive into a 15 years old ill Afghan boy. Not because of the illness,I was not afraid of it,but as I did not understand why just an Afghan boy will be sent to me by God. I asked Bátorka, what to do? He did not think a lot and he said: of course mum! On that day he became member of our family. He used 2 cratches to go and to walk. He suffered from  haemophilia and from tuberculosis. He had spent 6 months in the pulmonary sanatorium,where he has been successfully cured from the tuberculosis. . Only afterwards  has he been placed to us. It could be seen on him,that he was very happy. He did not count with the very fact that he once he will come to a real family,where everybody liked and accepted him as he was.

We were also very happy,as he stirred us up a bit and I could finally be again the mother of 2 boys. Bátorka was immediately at my help. Ali was a bed-patient,therefore we furnished the biggest room for him. My work-place gave again a helping hand in all respects. One of my girl-friends  took me to do shopping. We bought cotton clothes of very good quality for him

In addition sport tools/instruments/,therapeutical help aids as well.. We had spent a lot of money for him,which we did with pleasure. I saw the happiness on his face as he tried the good quality clothes on. I had bought a Persian cookery-book as well,in order to try to please him with native tastes. We regroupped the flat in order he should not get injured,as in case if he gets injured it is very difficult to stop the bleeding. It was not easy to supply him. I was in a whole day’s  preparedness. It was very tiring,but the brothers and sisters had helped again a lot. After a week I  recognized that he had got a very hard Moslem education. It was impossible either to touch or to embcare him. It was no problem as I counted with it. One day he nicely told me that my place is in the kitchen and that I am maximum a servant. Well,I am quite trained,I was not especially shocked by his attitude. The role of  thewomen in the Islamic countries was well-known for me. I bought some Christian books. I read the biography/cv/ of such missionary women who had served among them for years. These books had helped a lot.I was searching ,investigating and colllected pieces of information about them. I understood very slowly that I got a frightened,hardly trained even his life laying down militant as a gift. I thought that crowns all,that puts the lid on it in our life! He was with us for a week when at 6’o clock in the morning a man called him who shouted with him approximately for an hour. From that time it happened to him every day. When I  asked him who this man was,he said that it was his father. I did not put the 2nd question to him afterwards,namely why he was shouting with him,as I knew the answer myself. He did not hear well. Because of the distance or something similar. The happiness had completely disappeared from his face.. The fear surrounded and ruled him.from that time on. I got up every day very early morning and prayed and I have read my Bible. It was the fight of 2 mentalities. It was me and the hell as well which fought for him.-This boy was  educated for immediate obedience.On the other hand I was taught for love without any condition by the  Lord. He is very creative. On that day when the shouting man had called him,he asked me to buy for him exercise-books,pens and English books,. He told me that he would like to practice English  and to translate English text to Persian. I thought it is high time for me to act. I gave him the Bible  and the English booklets of our Baltimore priests. Inside I was smiling satisfied  as I knew that he will be forced to translate these if  he will not get anything else. The fight had started for his soul. In the evening hours  I watched the religious service on the net. We had 2 big rooms opening into oneanother  I was staying always in one of them if he needs anything I could help him immediately. I placed his bed so,that he could also see the messages. I knew if I would ask him he will not do it. But in this way he saw and listened to them. We had English-Hungarian sermon. Now it proved to be useful.

Once I went to a market,where I  accosted an Arabian man, we started to speak at the beginning about Abraham,later on about the prophets. Some minutes later he decided that we are sisters and brothers as both of us have Abraham as ancestor. I was a bit astonished as it was not normal that he had contacted me. We had a long chat with each other. At the end he said   he is for almost for 2o years in Hungary but he could until now never speak to anybody who is so intelligent as I am. He could in vain not ask people,they could not answer his questions. I promised him that I will go another time again. This all had happened only because of me. He stregthened me to take the initiative towards Ali bravely.

As days passed, Ali became troubled. He started to make copies in the morning and he wrote until I took out the exercise-book of his hand. He never looked full straight in my face. When I spoke to him he lowered his head. After a while he picked a quarrel with everything, the food,the tea,the every day things. Anything I did was not good enough for him. Luckily 2 brothers had visited us. He was pleased to talk with them. They had alslo realized that he does not speak the truth. We did not feel the approaching danger.

I had a small notebook. One day he asked for it.I said to him that I do not give it to him only if his father allows it to him. Naturally he said. I believed and trusted him As he searched in it I realized that he became very angry. When I asked him what was wrong,he an swered,you Europeans are dirty and guilty. He was right as we do not have half naked models,porno,dirty pages. Sorry to say I had no affect my filtering programme on my computer,it was almost impossible to delete certain pages and some advertisements . By that time I also hated some net pages. The only advantage for us was that we could learn about it and that we could see the religious service on it. Well,he soon found those who took him later. On the 22nd of December  he told me that his m edicines  run out. I tried to phone immediately . In the sanatorium they told me that they provided him with medicine until the end of next January

I called anybody I could., but we could not get any more medicine. What I could achieve,that they had promised that they would help on the 27th. In these days he started to walk. After a while he went to the street as well. I was very happy as I knew that moving is useful and good at  each illness. On Christmas-eve we had a friend here with us , with whom we told him the gospel. He had many questions and many many objections. By that time both of us were very tired  as his father called him more and more often. For days Ali was walking up and down

on the corridor  and he talked to himself loudly and furious. Well,at Christmas time it is not easy to get any help.It was interesting that we were not afraid,not at that time. On Christmas eve I asked him to give God a chance. Partly angry,but he prayed with us  Afterwards he left the table and started to write. On the 27th he asked for his identity card and he said he will go down to the confectionary. I knew that he likes cakes I gave him 1000 HUF . He got dressed but he wore his old dress. 1 hour later I noticed the money on the television. I ran to the kitchen,where I saw the empty medicine boxes, I was looking  for his ID card but I could not find it anywhere. Bátorka ran down to check whether he was at a candy store nearby or whether he was lost. Afterwards we called the police. They were here in 5 minutes,from the district and later on from the national police as well. Well, our policemen were really profi and quick. After 12 hours they found and caught him at a European reilway station of a big city .with a so-called uncle. The goal was the local Moslem Center. Only God knows how much we were shocked about it. We could not sleep from the fear. Luckily God had sent 2 brothers with whom we talked over what had happened to us and we prayed the whole night. Later I got to know that they came to our home and 4 men were in the car, with which they took him. I was frightened  for days and afraid of it that they will come back. I was going to the police for a month. As they handled me there,it was fantastic. With honour,understanding and love. There was no panic at my workplace either,they only liked and helped me as always. At the congregation only the priests and 1 or 2 friends of mine knew about it.Most of them  had altready got used to the very fact that something is always happening to us. The story had no end as something had happened to us with which we did not count.

The will of God was for me to go to the mosque in the evenings to pray and to have a chat. It waswithin  500 metres. I was unable to go for more far. In the meantime I started to correspond with convicted and murders. I went for 2 years to the Moslem mosques to ptray

and to have a chat. I had correspondance with the convicted persons for 6 years.

I had 17 accidents

Sometimes brothers and sisters had helped me, and many times it was the ambulance

which took me,even today I do have some splints for my leg. My body is totally damaged. It is a wonder how we live,as almost everything of us is ill. 

In 2008 God gave me the burden of the abused  and bothered children. After 3 years I stopped as my priest told me if I do not stop it I will get mad. I was pleased to abandon bleeding from 100 wounds. When I thought that I could relax, I got acquainted with a 4 years old small girl

who was in a miserable condition Her limbs became atrophied from hunger.She had almost 1o illnesses. God made so fantastic things for her as a result of it  I took her and her sister as well. They were not bothered but they came in a very bad state of health to me.

Being Broken Part 14 Little Brave

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I've covered how we become acquaintances in the beginning of my book. His mother came to Hungary in the beginning of the 90's. Thank God, that he was able to live in a hospital, because from all of the other kids I knew, he had the best life. That few years, that he spent in the hospital because of the treatment formed a completely different child. I was thinking a lot about what would happen if he was lived in the same circumstances as Andráska. One in love, the other in anxiety and fear spent the first years of his life. Of course, Little Brave's life wasn't easy either.

Being Broken Part 13 The wonderful calling: The foster paren

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Since 1997 I'm a professional foster parent at one of the excellent institution of Hungary's capital city. When I got there I had the preconception of five years of criticism and gossiping. I've heard a few bad story about this kind of institutions hence I was generalized them and I was angry at them in my heart. It wasn't even come to my mind to think again what I've heard. I was sure, that in this places everyone treats the kids in a wrong way. This thinking of mine was foolish.

I was ashamed, when I realized, that they helped me to the best thing in this world: I could get to know what it means to be a mother, even if I could not have a child. Thankfully in a short time my opinion towards them was changed.

I have understood, that many serious, dedicated, loving hearted people working for the kids who are in the care of the government, to provide them the best from everything.

For many kids, the fact that they got out from their families saved their life.

Being Broken Part 12 Andrew /2//

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By his age of  one could see on him that the lot of learning and having dealt with him a lot had borne its yield and fruit. He carved nicely and wonderful bows,sticks,butter-knives,and small boxes. He knew that I highly estimate and appreciate his hand-made works and gifts. He taught the same to Bátorka as well. There is nothing nicer than to see a child creating something. On their temples the sparkling sweat drops,loud remarks about each movement of their works. I cannot even imagine nicer for hours lasting scenes. One glance,one encouriging smile,one hug gives them force and strength in order to absolve and arrange any work. Even for weeks were they able to bore,carve and fix things. They knew that the person to whom it was given will keep these wonderful and fantastic objects for a life-long period. I have never been doubtful about the very fact,that they love me.truly. Only imagine please,that having struggled against pains and inspite of  it they were keen on their works creating everything with a particular work and taking good care to do it. These minutes were more than anything!