Joint venture

September 19, 2014 10:06 am

“Accompanying him were the Twelve and some women who had been cured of evil spirits and infirmities… who provided for them out of their resources.” (Lk 8: 1-3)

Our Lord created it as a joint venture, important for “preaching and proclaiming the good news.” The Twelve and women were chosen by Him, cured by Him and invited to serve the Kingdom of God in two different ways. Preaching without resources is like recourses without preaching—they help you to survive but without a bigger perspective for your life.

“Blessed are you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth; you have revealed to little ones the mysteries of the Kingdom.” (Gospel Acclamation)

Women's Club

April 20, 2013 8:32 pm

– or Praying Mantis Club. The tradition of Wrocław, Poland. Yesterday again.

For how many years have we met in the company of wives? We tried to count, but even though women have a detailed mamory for EVERYTHING, we didn’t manage.

When I call the restaurant to book a table and I say: for 9 women, the man I’m talking to understands what I mean when I’m asking for a quiet place somewhere aside. Then, I and Dear Jacket are desperately trying to find an-impossible-to-find-on-friday-evening parking place and I have to call him again to keep the table for us – and he understands, too.

And he keeps calm when he’s waiting for us to place an order – and we are talking all at once and to one another, multiplying anegdotes on the subject of  parking the car, drinking wine and calories*. We’re not worried that half the items listed in the menu are unavailable and simply not there.  It’s important that WE are here. Wearing high-heeled shoes and necklaces, because it is our time, when it’s not our usual turn to serve the table. Even though we love our Families very much, we need to feel – from time to time – like princesses.

Halfway through the meeting we’re joined by a friend of ours, who’s just driven from another city, 100 km away. A couple of years ago, in similar company, we bid farewell to her, because their whole family was leaving for Manchester, UK. We promised we would visit her. And so we did. The Praying Mantis Club conquered Manchester, too.

After several hours the waiter is asking if we need anything else. And we say, no, thank you, we’re fine. But I wouldn’t like to have you seating at an empty table, he insists But we have our mouths full… of words – Danusia replies.


With warmest regards from Poland for a change,


*Do you know what calories are? Marta explained it to us: Calories are little dwarves who take in our dresses at the waist while we’re asleep. 

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