My way to the Movement? A priest once asked me if I had something in common with a movement ‘light-water-gas’ and then took me for a retreat. About a half a year later I joined a community which was in fact falling apart. The next six months passed with just rudiments of formation but then the fruit of retreats began to ripe. A sense of responsibility for other people came first, then a sense of communion and the discovery of the value of formation. Today I know that the Oasis is my place, here I find people through whom Jesus acts in my life and to whom He sends me and here I find true friends who help me survive difficult moments.
