The poor are very wonderful people. One evening we went out and we
picked up four people from the street. And one of them was in a most
terrible condition,and I told the sisters: You take care of the other
three. I take care of this one who looked worse. So I did for her all
that my love can do. I put her in bed, and there was such a beautiful
smile on her face. She took hold of my hand as she said just the words
"thank you" and she died. I could not help but examine my
conscience before her and I asked what would I say if I was in her
place. And my answer was very simple. I would have tried to draw a
little attention to myself. I would have said I am hungry, that I am
dying, I am cold, I am in pain, or something, but she gave me much
more-she gave me her grateful love. And she died with a smile on her
face. As did that man whom we picked up from the drain, half
eaten with worms, and we brought him to the home. "I have lived like an
animal in the street, but I am going to die like an angel, loved and
cared for." And it was so wonderful to see the greatness of that man who
could speak like that, who could die like that without blaming anybody,
without cursing anybody, without comparing anything. Like an angel-this
is the greatness of our people. And that is why we believe what Jesus
had said: I was hungry, I was naked, I was homeless, I was unwanted,
unloved, uncared for, and you did it to me.
picked up four people from the street. And one of them was in a most
terrible condition,and I told the sisters: You take care of the other
three. I take care of this one who looked worse. So I did for her all
that my love can do. I put her in bed, and there was such a beautiful
smile on her face. She took hold of my hand as she said just the words
"thank you" and she died. I could not help but examine my
conscience before her and I asked what would I say if I was in her
place. And my answer was very simple. I would have tried to draw a
little attention to myself. I would have said I am hungry, that I am
dying, I am cold, I am in pain, or something, but she gave me much
more-she gave me her grateful love. And she died with a smile on her
face. As did that man whom we picked up from the drain, half
eaten with worms, and we brought him to the home. "I have lived like an
animal in the street, but I am going to die like an angel, loved and
cared for." And it was so wonderful to see the greatness of that man who
could speak like that, who could die like that without blaming anybody,
without cursing anybody, without comparing anything. Like an angel-this
is the greatness of our people. And that is why we believe what Jesus
had said: I was hungry, I was naked, I was homeless, I was unwanted,
unloved, uncared for, and you did it to me.
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