Gennaro Calabrese and Angela Amato, an Italian married couple, after their first experience in Africa have contracted a “rare disease” (I hope it will be contagious) called “Africa’s sake”. So they will be very required for experimental treatments.
“And you will be My witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the end of the earth”
Trip organized by Christian Churches Assembly of God in Italy of Naples (Vomero)
Many years ago a young Italian on holiday in Yugoslavia learned from other countrymen met one night in a disco, that it was possible to take much more pleasure by going to the Dominican Republic. The following year, the young man set off full of enthusiasm for this far country, on the safest plane and with his best clothes. On arrival in Santo Domingo he found a reality very different from the one he imagined; so he decided to turn back, but the expensive ticket’s date of return could not be moved and he was obliged to remain. For a month he stayed on the island among the poorest. That trip pierced his heart of stone, making him able to see his and other tourists’ shame, who with money could get any pleasure at the expense of others.
On his return to Naples he was no more spoiled as before and he didn’t hate his city, but that black hole in the heart led him in a deep existential crisis. After several years of depression, an unexpected turn: The young was reached by the Gospel and gave his hearts to the One who had persecuted. Twenty-five years have passed since that trip and that young is no longer there … In his place there’s me, almost elderly, with the intention to tell you … about a new journey made possible by the mercy of God. He, who in Christ left for a time His kingdom to become an earthen vessel. He, who was tempted in the desert and refused to worship satan in exchange for an ephemeral reign… He chooses for his followers places where no one would go. For us He chose India, a destination discarded by tourists and honeymooners, “armored” nation in which we have been able to enter only “disguised as tourists”. We were simple tourists: our sisters wore no flashy clothes or uncomfortable Western high heels; and we brothers, tried to be Indians among Indians.
“Thank you Father!” … This has been a wonderful journey, sustained by the prayers of our brothers and accompanied by your Glorious Omnipresence.
We found ourselves among your orphans and your widows … We were greeted like princes and we replaced others who had already struggled … We were awakened by the ravens, the same animals that you chose to feed Elijah … and we have been able to feed people just because You multiplied… We have been embraced by blind children and we bring them in our hearts … We have learned the universal language of the silent gaze of children in the poor school of Calcutta. They have shouted with the heart to our heart that they trust in us … Even motorists and motorcyclists, who are very good in avoiding accidents, running among thousands of obstacles and horning together, conveyed to us the “collective scream”:
“We groan and suffer waiting for the manifestation of the sons of God”
Pastor Daniel Di Iorio and his wife Luisa meet the missionary realities of the island.
God is Love!
If I speak in the languages of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends.
As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see dimly as in a mirror, but then we will see face to face. Now I know in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known.
So now these three things remain: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of these is…
Claudio Rossetti, Neapolitan painter and poet, has taken part in numerous publications and international exhibitions; his paintings and poems reflect the strong emotion of the encounter with the Lord,