Bishop Janos gave us a simple but profound goodnight. He advised the seminarians (1) to pray, (2) to study hard, and two other things. He ended with a lovely story of a boy who was not very good at baseball, but was put into coaching by his father. His father would come to see him towards the end of the practice session, and the boy's face would always light up. One day his father died. The coach was wondering what would happen. But after a few days the boy came back to the training. And one day, when there was an important match, he asked the coach to be put into the match. He performed brilliantly during the match: he ran faster, he caught more accurately, and so on. The coach was surprised. He said to the boy: I thought you would not be able to perform without your father. The boy said: I played for my father. You see, my father was blind, so he could never see me play. This is the first time he could see me. I played for him.
The bishop concluded: we have a Father who sees us. We are looked upon in love. Let us play well. And let us look upon our people with that same love.