Soon after our victory, we found Wounded Christ in the devastated Church of the Holy Family in deserted Kupres. He was waiting for us. He was a man’s size, lacking hands. We put him in the car and, after seeing Kupres and visiting numerous acquaintances, we came back to Šujica. Their parish priest told me that the same thing happened after the Second World War when some people found Christ with no hands. They asked Christ: “ What are you going to do without your hands? Where are your hands?” Christ replied : “ I have no need for my hands, you are my hands. ”

I understood the message. What was most important was to preserve our human quality and start renewal. We took our Wounded Christ into the Tomislavgrad Franciscan monastery .

“ You Are My Hands”