When I came to Honduras in 2007 and for several years after,
people asked me how long I would stay in Honduras?
My response was “hasta que Dios quiere,” which was my loose translation of my
response when an English speaker asked me the same question – “until God calls
me somewhere else.”
My English response was deliberately ambiguous, partly
because I thought I might remain here until God calls me home – and that’s not
to the US.
Yesterday, listening to a program Radio Progreso to
commemorate 70 years of Jesuit presence in Honduras, I heard a Jesuit say that
some of the early Jesuits who came from the US and other countries came with
the intent of staying here until they died. He put it in a really beautiful
way: They wanted to die and be buried here so that on the last day they would
rise with the people they had worked with.
It’s about resurrection with the community of faith one
lives with.
Thus I have no plans to move from here and I want to be
buried wherever I die. If I die here in Plan Grande, I hope that there is a
place in the cemetery in nearby Candelaria. But that won’t be my call – thank God!
But if God calls me to somewhere else, I pray that I have
the detachment to leave here and follow God’s call.
This struck home this morning when talking with Padre German
about the death in Mexico on Thursday of father Henry Rodriguez, a priest of
the diocese. The details of the transport of the body are complicated and who
knows when we will have the Mass here.
But it also struck me because today the Capuchins are celebrating
in Ocotepeque fifty years of their presence in the diocese. I had thought of
going but…
Finally, my ordination as a permanent deacon for the diocese
of Santa Rosa de Copán reaffirms my initial thoughts.
Now I am no longer identified as a missionary. As a deacon and
thus a member of the clergy, I am a member of the church of the diocese, a
member of the church of Honduras.
When I was ordained, I was in a real sense identified and
chosen – by God and the Church – to serve in Honduras in a special way, as an
ordained servant.
How long? Until God calls me on…
Monseñor Darwin Andino offering me a greeting of peace at the ordination Mass |
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