Before I started theology once God let me sense His blessed presence . At first I got really frightened knowing my own insignificance , I curled up , close my eyes, put my fingers into my ears , I started shouting so that I may not hear , see anything , yet that knowledge that my God raised His glance at me, took me into consideration, filled my heart with incredible strength, joy . Yes God is infinitely great and pure, the praying man is quite aware of his weaknesses , insignificance , almost feels annihilated , but despite this is longing for the magical, blessed presence of his Creator, The blessed living sun, even if it burns ,  even if it almost blinds one , despite all this by experiencing its presence our hearts are filled by overflowing joy. For me these quiet , prayerful moments gave the strength for the priestly , monastic life and even today these pure moments are the ones that help me through all the difficulties of life. 

Father Csaba 

translated by dr k.e.