L. T.

Our appreciated, who does not want to have a full name, is a precious person. He is confined to a wheelchair, yet he helps others. He is a member of the secular Franciscan order. He regularly visits the hospice to pray for the beds of both the ignoble and the dying or to hold their hand in silence, to give them water, and to wipe their faces.

I listened to those people. They wanted to talk a lot about life, and he said.

She sees one patient regularly every day. She can’t communicate. He makes a cross on her forehead and hands with sacred oil and then prays with her.

L. has a very pleasant microphonic voice. He is patient and radiates incredible peace and concentration. He is modest and does not want to present himself as one of the prized. He considers what he does for others to be his mission, joy, and fulfillment.

My main job is adoration in the chapel. I pray for the whole hospice, for the employees, for all the needs that they are, to make everything work as it should, and he says and adds that he got it as a profession. The inspiration came after reading the book from the person who survived the clinical death. When he read that a hospice was opening in Trencin, he became interested in the report and became interested in it.

His first job was to encourage religious sisters. He has received training to accompany patients, and this year it has been twenty years since he has found fulfillment here.

I have lived a secular life until then, but the fulfillment of God is something that is more than anything else. I can’t describe it, explain it in words. Everything the world has ever offered me is like nothing.

At his request, we do not publish a common photograph, but we are grateful that he accepted us and shared his story.

Who knows, maybe our paths will meet on another occasion.