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Amazon.com excerpt: The Road of Hope
A Gospel From Prison
By Cardinal Nguyen Van Thuan
Faith: Cardinal Francis Nguyen Van Thuan How faith survived in a Communist prison ad2000.com.au/articles/2003/may2003p10_1322.html
Cardinal Francis Xavier Nguyen Van Thuan has written several books:
**The Road of Hope: A Gospel From Prison ** - by Francis Xavier Nguyen Van Thuan
** Five Loaves & Two Fish ** by Francis Xavier Nguyen Van Thuan
** Testimony of Hope: The Spiritual Exercises of Pope John Paul II ** - by Francis Xavier Nguyen Van Thuan
** Prayers of Hope, Words of Courage ** - by Francis Xavier Van Thuan Nguyen
Which ones ought to be read? And in what order?

A Gospel From Prison
By Cardinal Nguyen Van Thuan
In 1975, Francis Xavier Nguyen Van Thuan was traveling to Saigon, Vietnam, to become its new Coadjutor Bishop. On the way, he was arrested and imprisoned – an incarceration that lasted thirteen years.
Despite tremendous risk, Van Thuan refused to remain passive. During his nights in prison, he wrote encouraging messages to the Vietnamese people. These brief reflections, scribbled on scraps of paper, were smuggled out of prison, coped by hand and circulated within the community. Bishop Van Thuan was thus able to remain connected to the people in a hidden yet powerful way.
Here is an excerpt from his speech:The Road of Hope is the collection of these 1,001 messages, a true “gospel from prison,” written to console and strengthen a weary people in a war-torn land. They remain the heartfelt, personal words of a father who sustained and nourished his children’s desire for freedom. Today, they speak to us - an invitation to begin our own journey on the Road of Hope, leading us into our future.
Faith: Cardinal Francis Nguyen Van Thuan How faith survived in a Communist prison ad2000.com.au/articles/2003/may2003p10_1322.html
"When I began to discern between God and God’s works, when I chose God and His will and left everything else in His hands, and when I learned to love others, especially my enemies as Jesus loved me, I felt great peace in my heart. Deprived of freedom, of absolutely everything and living in extreme poverty in my dark cell, I was at peace because I could say, “My God and my all”. The peace that the world cannot give brought be great joy.
Prisoners held captive for very long periods, without trial and in oppressive conditions, retain bitter memories and sentiments of hate and vengeance. That’s a normal reaction. I was in prison for 13 years, nine of which were in solitary confinement. Two guards watched me but never spoke to me; just yes and no. But I knew that after all, they were my brothers and I had to be kind of them. I had no gift to offer as a prisoner I had nothing at all, nothing to please them. What to do?
One night, a thought came. “You are still very rich. You have the love of Christ in your heart. Love them as Jesus loves you.” The next day I set to work, first, by showing gladness and by smiling. I began to tell stories about my journeys in countries where people live in freedom and enjoy their culture and great technical progress. That stimulated their curiousity and they asked many, many questions. Slowly, very slowly, we became friends.
They wanted to learn foreign languages. My guards became my disciples! The atmosphere of the prison changed considerably.
At that time, in another part of the area, a group of twenty people were learning Latin to be able to read Church documents. Their teacher was a former cathechist. One of my guards was in the Latin class and one day he asked me if I could teach him songs in Latin.
“There are so many,” I replied, “and they are all so beautiful.” “You sing and I’ll choose,” he retorted.
And so I sang Salve Regina, Salve Mater, Lauda Sion, Veni Creator, Ave Maris Stella. You’ll never guess the song he chose. The Veni Creator! I can’t begin to tell you how moving it is to be in a Communist prison and hear your guard, coming down the stairs at seven every morning on his way to the gymnastics yard for physical exercises, singing the Veni Creator.
The harsh years in prison pass very slowly. While suffering humiliation and abandonment, my only support and hope was the love of Mary, Our Blessed Mother. The wonderful servants of Mary - St. Louis de Montfort, Don Bosco, Maximilian Kolbe - were my companions on the road of hope. They inspired me and gave me unwavering trust in the love of Mary, the Queen of the Apostles and Martyrs.
Freedom
I said this prayer to Mary: “Mary, my Mother, if you know that I cannot be of any more use to the Church, grant me the grace to die here in prison and consummate my sacrifice. If you know that I can still be of use to the Church, grant me the grace of freedom on one of your feast days.”
In fact, on 21 November 1988, I was cooking my meal when I heard my guard being called to the phone. I had an idea it might be because of me. A few minutes after, the guard called to me. “Mr. Thuan, have you finished eating?” “No, not yet.” “Right after your meal, go and see the chief - and good luck!” I was taken to meet the Minister of Police and after a brief conversation, he asked. “Do you wish to express any request?” “Yes, Mr. Minister, I wish to be let free!” “When?” “Today!”
The Minister feigned suprise, but I knew the day had come. It was the Feast of the Presentation of Mary in the Temple and she was answering my prayer.
To counter the Minister’s suprise, “You see, Mr. Minister, I have been in prison for three pontificates: Paul VI, John Paul I, John Paul II. I have been here during the offices of four Secretary Generals of the Communist Party, Brezhnev, ANdropov, Cherneko and Gorbachev.”
So my question is:His eyes opened wide. “Yes”, that’s right. All right. Your request is granted. You are free."
**The Road of Hope: A Gospel From Prison ** - by Francis Xavier Nguyen Van Thuan
** Five Loaves & Two Fish ** by Francis Xavier Nguyen Van Thuan
** Testimony of Hope: The Spiritual Exercises of Pope John Paul II ** - by Francis Xavier Nguyen Van Thuan
** Prayers of Hope, Words of Courage ** - by Francis Xavier Van Thuan Nguyen
Which ones ought to be read? And in what order?