On the ground floor of the Mother House, the mother-house in the Lower Circular Road in Calcutta, there is the simple and unadorned chapel where since September 13, 1997, after the solemn state funeral, the mortal remains of Mother Teresa. Inside, however, time seems to stop every time, crystallized into a kind of rarefied bubble the tomb chapel houses a poor and bare, a block of white concrete which has been placed on the personal Bible of Mother Teresa and a statue of Mary with a wreath at the neck, next to a marble tombstone engraved with the above, in English, a verse from the Gospel of John: Love one another as I have loved you (15:12).
Mother Teresa, born Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu, in August 26, 1910 in Skopje, the former Yugoslavia, today Macedonia, to a Catholic family in Albania. At age 18 she decided to enter the Congregation of the Missionary Sisters of Our Lady of Loreto. In 1931 the young Agnes his first vows taking the new name of Sister Mary Teresa of the Child Jesus chosen for her devotion to the saint of Lisieux, and for about twenty years teach history and geography to the girls of good family in the College of the Sisters of Loreto Entally, in Calcutta.
Beyond the wall of the convent was Motijhil with its acrid and suffocating smells, one of the most miserable slums of the Indian megalopolis, the landfill in the world. From a distance, Sister Teresa could feel the stench that came up to her collage of luxury, but did not know her. It was the other face of India, a world apart for her, at least until that fateful evening of 10 September 1946, when she felt the second call while she was on a direct train to Darjeeling for a retreat.
During that night a phrase continued to pound in my head for the whole trip, the mournful cry of Jesus on the cross: I thirst. A mysterious call that the hours passed it became more and more clear and urgent: she had to leave the convent for the poorest of the poor. That kind of people who are nothing, who live on the edge of everything, the world of outcasts who were dying every day on the sidewalks of Calcutta, without even the dignity of being able to die in peace.
Sr. Teresa left the convent in Entally with five rupees with her and edged in blue saris of India's poorest, after nearly 20 years in the Congregation of the Sisters of Loreto. It was August 16, 1948. The small Gonxha became Mother Teresa in Skopje and from that moment began its run as a giant.
On 7 October 1950 the new congregation gets its first award, the diocesan approval. It is a Marian feast, the feast of the Rosary, and certainly not accidental, since Mary is dedicated to the new religious family deep love of Mother Teresa Our Lady had strong roots in his childhood, in Skopje, when Drone mother, who was very religious, he always wore his children (in addition to Gonxha were Lazar and Age to church and visit the poor, and every evening they recited the rosary together.
Company reads the first chapter of Constitutions is dedicated to the Immaculate Heart of Mary, Cause of our Joy and Queen of the World, because she was born at his request and due to its continual intercession has grown and continues to grow.
The figure of the Virgin Mary has inspired the Statute of the Missionaries of Charity, to the point that each of the 10 chapters of the Constitutions is introduced by a quote by Marian steps of the Gospels. The Virgin Mary is known as the first Missionary of Charity by reason of her visit to Elizabeth, in which the proof of burning charity in the service of free elderly cousin in need of help. In addition to the three usual vows of poverty, chastity and obedience, every Missionary of Charity makes a quarter of a free and dedicated service to the poorest of the poor, recognizing Mary as the icon of the service rendered wholeheartedly, the more genuine charity.
The devotion to the Immaculate Heart of Mary is the other aspect of the Marian charism and missionary work of Mother Teresa, practiced by the most traditional and simple: the Rosary, prayed every day and in everywhere, even on the street, and the cult of Marian feasts religious profession of her sisters always falls feast of Our Lady, the confident prayer to Mary also entrusted to the Miraculous Medal Mother Teresa gave it in large quantities to people she met, the imitation of the virtues of the Mother of God, especially humility, silence, deep love.
I thirst, is written on the crucifix of the Mother House and in every chapel in any part of the world each house of the religious family of Mother Teresa. This phrase, the sorrowful cry of Jesus on the cross that had boomed in the heart of the fateful night of the second call, is the key to his spirituality.
The petite figure of Mother Teresa, her frail body bent with fatigue, her face furrowed by innumerable wrinkles are now known all over the world. Who has met just once, he could no longer forget it: the light of her smile reflected his immense charity. Being watched by her, his eyes deep, loving, clear, gave the curious feeling of being watched by the eyes of God
Active and contemplative at the same time, there were in the Mother idealism and pragmatism, pragmatism and utopia. She liked to call the little pencil in God, a small tool in His hands. Recognize with humility that when the pencil would become a useless stub, the Lord would have thrown it away, entrusting to others her apostolic mission, she who believes in me will also do the works that I do, and will do the greatest.
Mother Teresa passed away in Calcutta on the evening of Friday, September 5, 1997, at 21:30. She was 87 years old. On 26 July 1999, it was opened, with three of the five planned years in advance by the Church, her process of beatification, and this by the will of the Holy Father who, in very exceptional cases, I wanted to speed up the process: for people Mother Teresa is already a saint.
Her message is timeless that everyone looking for his Calcutta, also present on the streets of the rich West, in the frantic pace of our cities. You can find Calcutta all over the world she said if you have eyes to see. Wherever we are the unloved, the unwanted, the untreated, the rejected, the forgotten.
Her spiritual children all over the world continue to serve the poorest of the poor in orphanages, leper hospitals, homes for elderly, single mothers, dying. In all, 5000, including the two branches, less well-known, distributed in about 600 homes around the world, not to mention the many thousands of volunteers and consecrated lay people who are carrying on his work. When I am dead she said I can help you more.