Waiting for a plane to Miami in the Chicago airport for more
than six hours, anxious to get home.
I do enjoy my visits to the US, because they offer a chance to
visit with people I know and love.
This visit ended up being rather special since I had the
blessing to attend the Saturday ordination of three young men for the
archdiocese of Dubuque, two of whom I know from my days as a campus minister.
I also attended the Mass to celebrate 150 years of the
Dubuque Franciscans at Mount St. Francis and saw a good number of sisters whom I know.
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| Chapel at Mount St. Francis |
In Ames, I saw a fair number of people – some by chance –
and I renewed my Iowa driver’s license.
But I’m anxious to get home – to Honduras. There’s a lot of ministry
to do – and I want to see how the house is going.
Honduras is my home. These visits to the US are not just chances
to meet friends but also ways to share what the lives and ministry of the
people I work with in Honduras.
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