“I remember the story of a man – whom I called St. Francis – because he was small, thin, all skin and bones. He had intestinal obstruction and he was practically dying. When we found him, he looked at me, begging me to take him to die in the hospital.
We took him to the Center and he did not die because we operated on him. When we brought him back to his village, he first gathered everyone and he gave a testimony that made us all cry. We did not expect all this. More than a cash reward, that testimony was of unimaginable value; there was no more beautiful thing that he could give us.
All this is possible because behind us there are many hands that help us.”
-Sister Rita