These words of mine fly into homes, into the streets and I feel like a messenger announcing peace, serenity and physical and spiritual well-being. And I pray that these words have the flavor of eternity and are not entangled in the web of selfishness and indifference.
Grant, O Lord, that these words disturb our lives. Don't allow them to be emptied of the flavor of eternity and let us remain fascinated by words that are nothing other than the echo of your own word sent to us.
I pray to you, O Father of mercy, also for those who may be hostile to these words of hope and life. Let the Word find a hole to enter their spirit and release the potential that every person carries within themselves as a heritage of their existence.

On this journey they want to have Saint Joseph at their side, the just man, the man of great faith.

Listen!