Jesus brought me to a man in need in a curious way. I confessed in church. Suddenly I heard a commotion. The old man asked whose blue car it was in front of the church. They brought him to me. He was one of our parishioners, 83 years old! "Father Chaplain, I broke your car," he apologized excitedly. I tried to keep calm and calm him down. We went to see. It was just a scratch and a cracked light when parking. Nothing serious. The next day I went to visit him. We settled everything through the insurance company. It turned out that this old man lived with his wife in a house with his grandson's family. The old couple are the only believers in the family. I saw that God also wanted us to meet through this accident. I have been to him and his wife several times since then, even though we did not know each other before. There was trust between us and I saw how happy they are when someone visits them. Sometimes we meet for a coffee, talk and pray. This old man's name is Joseph, and during his life, he carved over 100 nativity scenes from wood. "It's for you," he handed me his last. God sometimes leads us in special ways to something beautiful.
