I woke up about 6:00 am in Agua Buena on Good Friday. After
two cups of coffee and about an hour of reading psalms, I walked around the
village.
They were preparing for the Via Crucis, the Stations of the
Cross. A tradition they have there is to prepare fourteen large crosses in the
road, decorated with flowers. The crosses are made of jiote, also known as indio desnudo (the naked Indian) or bursera simaruba.
I left Agua Buena about 8:00 am to get to El Bálsamo, one of
the most remote and poor villages in the parish.
There I first visited an elderly woman to bring her
Communion. Clementina will turn 100 in December and, tough she is weak, she is quite
aware of what is happening. A woman of deep faith, she talked my ear off.
I was taken by the deep faith of this illiterate woman who
has a deep love for God. Before leaving, I asked her to bless me. It was only
appropriate.
I joined the Via Crucis – Stations of the Cross – at the
third station.
They are using the stations we developed for the parish Via
Crucis last Friday. One element of these stations is that we used this quote of
Pope Francis this quote of Pope Francis (from his September 7, 2013 homily) at
every station:
"My Christian faith urges me to look to the Cross. How I wish that all men and women of good will would look to the Cross if only for a moment! There, we can see God’s reply: violence is not answered with violence, death is not answered with the language of death. In the silence of the Cross, the uproar of weapons ceases and the language of reconciliation, forgiveness, dialogue, and peace is spoken."
The village church leaders led the stations, but a little
girl carried the cross for most of the procession.
At the end of the stations, we gathered in their small
church. they asked me to say a few words.
For me one of the most important things to share with these
people is that Christ is there suffering with them. There is a strong sense of
Christ suffering for them and the salvation brought by the Cross (and
Resurrection). But I think it is important to emphasize the presence of Christ
with us in our sufferings – not to take them away, but to give us the courage
to live – and even hope – in the midst of suffering.
I would soon see an example of this.
After sitting around and talking with some of the leader, I
left for Delicias, Dolores. We got there early and I went to visit a sick
couple.
As we approached the house I saw a good number of kids in
the doorway and an older man (only 72) there. Juan Ángel’s arms were hanging by
his side – probably the result of a stroke or other cause. He was quite
friendly. My guide, Maximo, their son-in-law, brought out Juan’s wife, Josefina, who is blind and 74 years old.
We spoke and I found out they had been married for 51 years!
We talked and prayed and I shared the Eucharist with them. I made a point of
talking to the grandchildren gathered at the door, urging them to take care of
their grandparents. Maximo told me that though he would like to move to another
place to make a better living, at the insistence of his wife they remain there
to help these two frail, ill parents.
I was moved and told them we would pray for them at the
service.
There were not a lot of people at the service, the Good
Friday Liturgy. But it was a time full of grace.
After the service, I talked with a few of the folks, only to
find out that two of them were going to get married in May.
I returned home to Plan Grande tired, but grateful for the
chance to have spent these two days with the poor – especially with the sick.
As Christ accompanies us in our sorrow and suffering, I was
gifted with the opportunity to accompany the poor and the sick – and to be blessed
by a ninety-nine year old woman.
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