Fr Malak was taken by a priest friend to meet a German priest whom he’d met. They went to the chapel first.
“Come on” whispered Fr Kentenich.
When we got to the porch, he said “Let’s go to the bathroom, it’s empty at this time of day – we won’t find a better place”.
We sit on chests standing next to the wall. The conversation unfolds. Fr Kentenich makes ever longer contributions, and they turn into a sort of lecture.