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Hope in the midst of hopelessness

Hope in the midst of hopelessness

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Nobody's Children

 

A real home means relationships, loving relationships, something which we only experience in fragments until we reach our true home with the Heavenly Father. It is for this heavenly home that we were created and long for after we arrive here on earth as miserable little people that is to say we desire the presence of God. When we understand with our hearts what great love and acceptance our Creator has for us we want to share this with others, especially those who are true beggars in this earthly home. Those for whom no one cares, worries, cries or mourns.

I talk of nobody’s children, individuals who belong to no one, who have no family with caring wings to cover them. We lead and offer these people to God’s care. This is our vocation.

They do not know how to love as they have not yet experienced it. The world expects them to live healthy normal lives when it is impossible for them. Their hearts bleed from open wounds, the pain of which they try to dull with drugs alcohol and periodic unhealthy relationships, these wounds then produce sins and thus more wounds.

In our little daytime centre we beg for the love of the merciful God to fill our hardened hearts and with them to love in turn our starving guests. As we provide food, clothing and try to find accommodation and work for them we try to love them, for we can do nothing else, this is after all the only thing that makes sense in the end.

We are open every work day in order that those who beg, live in shelters, on the street, or in poor unheated flats can visit and be at home, can tell us what happened to them, can cry. We opened our doors seven years again and since then many thousands have honoured us with their life stories, often talking for hours, finally finding someone who listens. There were days when four hundred people visited us, other times one hundred. Nonetheless we try to treat everyone as an individual and speak to the one before as the most important one at that moment.

Kati we abandoned to state care when she was only in infant and then when she was twelve she found herself with foster parents who prostituted her to feed their own smaller children. Today she is in her twenties has lost her teeth and is a drug addicted prostitute.

Jenő lost his job after his eyesight weakened from work and thus he was let go after thirty years of being in middle-management. At fifty-something, alone, having lost his parents, and not having a family this university educated intelligent man has tried everything in his desperation. He was unable to return to his former employer, even as a warehouse worker. Slowly the lack of income began to show in his small apartment. As he waits to reach retirement age he does the jobs in the public works program. He cleans up after dogs in parks, and his health declines. You can no longer see who he was once upon a time.

No one knows why Jancsi was given into state care when he was two years old by his parents. The family he was placed with made him live with the animals in the barn. When Christian villagers saved him at the age of six he was still unable to talk. His family is unable to care for him and have entrusted Jancsi to us, who is autistic and mentally challenged and now over sixty. Seven years now he has his own place at a table where he repairs radios with a soldering iron, and in the evening he goes “home” to his usual shelter where the “keep a bed for him,”

Marcsi was abandoned to state care at the age of a month and half, along with her six other siblings by their mother. This may have been the last time she was given a loving hug. Their mother never visited them, all the siblings, including her twin, were placed in a different institution, as was the custom at that time. The caregivers were not allowed to hold the crying infants, lest they become attached to them. That infant is now a woman of over fifty, she is frightening to look at, and ostracised even among the homeless, she became a very particular lone wolf.

Upon arriving home from school the eight year old Peter found his whole family in a pool of blood, for some unknown reason his father killed his mother, his younger brother and then himself. In shock Peter hid for weeks in the forest near his home until he was found. He still cannot find himself and is without a home today at the age of forty.

These are some of the guests we greet every day.

We believe that God knows these horrific depths and knows what suffering people have been through. We believe they too have been redeemed and are loved even when to  human eyes they seem unlovable because of their behaviour and appearance.

We believe that we too have been brought out of our sins, from our own depths and misery and we are witnesses to God’s desire to deliver us all.

There are times when we see the success of our ministry, when before our eyes someone who was once frightening becomes meek and mild and even becomes a daily volunteer and helper, when a drug addicted Gypsy man becomes an irreplaceable colleague who returns every weekend to his place of birth Ózd, to give witness to the endless love of God. We know a young orphan of twenty who arrived the day we opened and who had already been in prison three times for burglary and had no home to return to and who came to our day centre and said yes to the invitation of God and changed his life. Tom has had work for five years now, rents an apartment, is not homeless because he found a family in us.

We do not always see the fruits of our labour, our “only” task is to be together with our guests. We try to show them some of Gods merciful love until they arrive at their true home, the one prepared for all of us and where we all strive to arrive.

1 Corinthians 13:12-13 (NKJV)

For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known. And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.


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