Kamen po kamen…

Kamen po kamen…

– crkva

– dvorana Nataparakwangan

– kuće za siromahe

S Gospodinom – sve postaje moguće.

Kamen po kamen, korak po korak…

i pred našim očima rađa se nešto veće od nas samih. Ne samo zidovi, ne samo krovovi – nego znakovi nade, tragovi Božje blizine među nama.

Ovih dana naša misija diše radom, ali još više – vjerom. U svakom udarcu čekića, u svakom podignutom kamenu, kao da odzvanja tiha molitva: “Gospodine, vodi nas…”

Nova župna crkva polako se uzdiže iz zemlje. Prva ploča je nalivena – temelj na kojem neće stajati samo građevina, nego i životi, molitve, suze i zahvalnosti tolikih duša.

Daleko, u Nataparakwanganu, nastavlja se gradnja dvorane gdje će djeca učiti, rasti i otkrivati da su voljena. I tamo, gdje se činilo da je sve daleko i teško – niče prostor svjetla.

A Tedi…

majka nježnog, ali hrabrog srca. U tišini svoje svakodnevice, u invalidskim kolicima, nosi križ i ljubav za svoje troje djece. Napuštena, ali ne i zaboravljena. Danas joj se gradi dom. Ne samo kuća od zidova – nego zaklon dostojanstva, topline i nove nade.

U tom istom selu potekla je i voda. Bunar – jednostavan dar, a tako velik blagoslov. Voda koja gasi žeđ tijela, ali i govori srcu: Bog vidi, Bog se brine, Bog ne zaboravlja.

I dok gledamo sve to, ne možemo ne zastati…

jer pred nama se otkriva otajstvo:

da Bogu doista ništa nije nemoguće.

On gradi tamo gdje mi vidimo prazninu.

On podiže tamo gdje mislimo da više nema snage.

On ljubi – tiho, vjerno, bez kraja.

Nawanatau raste.

Ne samo u zidovima, nego u vjeri.

Ne samo u brojevima, nego u ljubavi.

I sve to – pod Njegovim pogledom,

u Njegovim rukama,

u zahvalnosti koja šapće:

“Hvala Ti, Gospodine.”

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Stone by stone…

– church

– Nataparakwangan hall

– homes for the poor

With the Lord – everything becomes possible.

Stone by stone, step by step…

before our eyes, something greater than ourselves is being born. Not just walls, not just roofs – but signs of hope, traces of God’s presence among us.

These days, our mission breathes with work, but even more – with faith. In every strike of the hammer, in every lifted stone, a quiet prayer seems to echo: “Lord, lead us…”

The new parish church is slowly rising from the ground. The first slab has been poured – a foundation that will hold not only a building, but also the lives, prayers, tears, and gratitude of so many souls.

Far away, in Nataparakwangan, the construction of a hall continues – a place where children will learn, grow, and discover that they are loved. Even there, where everything once seemed distant and difficult – a space of light is emerging.

And Tedi…

a mother with a gentle yet courageous heart. In the quiet of her daily life, in a wheelchair, she carries both the cross and love for her three children. Abandoned, but not forgotten. Today, a home is being built for her. Not just a house of walls – but a shelter of dignity, warmth, and new hope.

In that same village, water has begun to flow. A well – a simple gift, yet such a great blessing. Water that quenches the thirst of the body, but also speaks to the heart: God sees, God cares, God does not forget.

And as we witness all this, we cannot help but pause…

because before us unfolds a mystery:

that nothing is impossible for God.

He builds where we see emptiness.

He lifts up where we think there is no more strength.

He loves – quietly, faithfully, without end.

Nawanatau is growing.

Not only in walls, but in faith.

Not only in numbers, but in love.

And all of this – under His gaze,

in His hands,

in gratitude that whispers:

“Thank You, Lord.”