There is a Salesian oratory in Heaven. The door is always open. The latest arrival is Saged Mezher, a "Muslim" boy from our electronics school, who comes from the Dehesha refugee camp in the West Bank. He was studying for his diploma, when soldiers entered the camp to arrest people and began violent gun battles. It's difficult to stop men with submachine guns in hand. People, screaming, ran to hide. The cries of the wounded reached the sky and also the heart of Saged, a member of the Camp's First Aid group. He left school, put on the vest with the group's name and logo and ran to help a few injured men lying on the ground. He was trying to lift a stricken man when a bullet tore through his chest. They took him to the Hussein hospital and then to a specialized hospital. Three frantic hours of intervention. But there was no way to save him.

Augusta is a 20-year-old girl and when she smiles her face lights up, with a gaze that is frank and full of life. Nobody could imagine that she is a survivor of the streets of Freetown, Sierra Leone. This young woman could very well call herself a "warrior" on her Facebook profile and she would not be lying.

Young people lying in their bed, with their headphones on, staring at the phone, waiting for the day to pass and the next one to arrive. This is the image of millions of kids every Sunday afternoon. It is the reality that a great number of young people live today, in a situation of existential emptiness, as underlined by the Austrian psychiatrist Victor Frankl, referring to an existence without values. It is an evil that grows in our societies like an epidemic.