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[良心]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[阴沟、下水道], 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.

　　i believe that we are not real social workers. we may be doing social work in the eyes of the people, but we are really contemplatives[修行者、沉思冥想的人] in the heart of the world. for we are touching the body of christ twenty-four hours…and i think that in our family we don’t need bombs and guns, to destroy, to bring peace, jus