I just realized that I hardly wrote anything on this blog in
August. It was a very busy month.
We had a clergy study week from August 14 to 17. I had various
misadventures with the pickup. I had to go to San Pedro Sula twice for
migration issues. There were baptisms
and funerals as well as interviews of couples planning to be married. I had two
Holy Hours and Celebrations of the Word with Communion in Dulce Nombre. I presided at three Sunday Celebrations of the Word with Communion and served as deacon at four Masses in the parish and two in the cathedral. I
visited a youth group and an event planned by one group which had representatives from four different groups. I helped with training sessions: one for missionaries,
one for delegates of the Word, and one for those in formation to become
Communion ministers. I transported volunteers to and from the parish coffee
field. I met with the diocesan Social Ministry Council. I attended a meeting of the El Zapote Coffee Association that is exporting coffee to
Ames, Iowa. I also got to see a friend from Ames who was in Santa Rosa with a
medical brigade.
Where to begin?
With grief and comfort:
One day I was in Dulce Nombre to help with the details for
the exams that the Hermanas de María were giving for young people from poor
families to determine if they would be accepted for their five year, cost-free
boarding schools near Tegucigalpa. I was also interviewing a couple who are planning
to be married this month. I was called in by Padre German for a delicate situation.
Later that morning I spoke with a woman under great stress. It was
overwhelming. That evening there was a Holy Hour in Plan Grande. I walked in
and sat in the last row. I tuned out what was being said and prayed, first the
Evening Prayer of the Liturgy of the Hours. Then, I found myself handing over
to Jesus, exposed on the altar, the persons who were suffering. I found myself
weeping with them – but feeling comforted by the presence of Jesus in the
Eucharist. That experience opened me to open myself more to people’s needs and
to try to find ways to reach out even more.
Keeping legal:
My residency card ran out this month and my five-year
residency permit is finishing up. I am in the process of trying to get
permanent residence. But, in the meantime, I had to get an extension. I was
advised to go to the San Pedro Sula migration office a day before my card ran
out. I got there in time and did all the paper work and paid the $40 for a two-month
extension. But the kind worker in the office told me that the system would not
allow her to enter my extension in the system, because the card had not
expired. I had to come back the next day or later. I ended up going back the
next week.
Pickup misadventures:
On the feast of St. Lawrence, a patron of deacons, I went to
the 7:00 pm Mass in Dulce Nombre. As I tried to return home, I reached a
slippery part of the road where I started sliding toward the right side of the
road. I stopped before I hit the dirt border and tried to back up. I ended up
slipping into the shallow ditch on the other side of the road. I was stuck – in
the dark at 8:30 pm. A motorcyclist, who is from Plan Grande, stopped and we
tried to get the car moving. No luck. I had in the meantime called Padre German
who came out with two young men. Together with two other guys who were passing
on a motorcycle, they pulled me out!
Both of my trips to San Pedro Sula were misadventures.
On my first trip, one tire exploded in the city, luckily I
was not going fast and I pulled over and put on the spare. I got home safely,
though I had to stop to get the tire bolts tightened! But the next morning, I
was going to take the car to Dulce Nombre to get the tire fixed. The spare was
flat! So I looked for someone who could take me to get the tires fixed. A young
guy lent me his pickup!
On the second trip I had a tire that was losing air. I got
it changed. But after getting out of the migration office, I had a flat tire. I
went to get it fixed, but ended up having to buy two used tires.
There is more – including another tire problem last
Saturday. So I ended up buying two new tires Monday.
There are also two experiences one in early August, one
today, where I back up into a ditch leaving my back tires hanging in the air.
The kindness of strangers got me out of those fixes also.
Marriage preparation
Here the marriage preparation takes place in the villages,
with a couple leading the engaged in about three months of formation. Before
that can begin, the couple have to see the priest to make sure there are no
problems, but then there is the pre-marriage interview with the couple and with
two witnesses. This past month I’ve interviewed four engaged couples. This has
been a humbling experience, especially since the interview questions are quite
serious. But it has been good – and I’ll be doing more.
I also had the chance on Sunday to meet with two couples who
will be married here in Plan Grande within two weeks. I helped them plan the
readings for the Mass and to go over the rite. This was a real time of grace
since they are taking this very seriously.
Baptisms and Sunday celebrations
I may have set my record for baptisms. One Sunday I baptized
forty young children (under 7 years of age) in San Agustín. On the feast of Saint
Augustíne, back in San Agustín, our pastor baptized about seventeen between
seven and fourteen years old. He had me anoint them with Chrism.
Each month I try to visit two or three villages that don’t
have communion ministers to preside at a Celebration of the Word with
Communion. August found me in three different communities, including Debajiados.
Formation activities
I had to prepare three presentations this past month.
Those in charge of the formation of candidates for becoming communion
ministers asked me to prepare an activity to help the candidates discern their
call. The formation is almost over and so we want to help them prayerfully
discern if this is truly a call from God. We spent more than an hour in silence
as they reflected on the questions I had prepared.
We had a formation session for the Delegates of the Word, those
who lead Sunday celebrations in their communities – since one priest can’t get
to all forty-eight or more places in one day! Padre had asked me to prepare a
presentation on Pope Francis’s Amoris Laetitia, on the family.
Then we had a day of formation for the missionaries,
volunteers form the parish, who will spend a week in October in one or two
villages visiting people and inviting them to live their faith more profoundly.
A few days before the event, Padre German asked me to do a presentation on
Mission in Pope Francis’ Evangelii Gaudium. Thanks be to God I had
studied it and carefully marked up my digital text of the document. I ended up
making a powerpoint presentation on the central topics. (It’s available in Spanish
here.)
Holy Hours and Celebrations of the Word in Dulce Nombre
Padre German asked me to do two Holy Hours and Celebrations
in Dulce Nombre on two Fridays in August. A Family Ministry group in formation was
promoting these in different barrios of Dulce Nombre. These were my first
experiences of Holy Hours with Benediction. I tried to promote times of silence
to listen to Christ speaking to us.
But my preaching must have seen rather odd to the people in
attendance, especially because of their concerns for the family (in August which
is the traditional month of the family here in Honduras.)
The first Friday was the feast is St. Clare and I talked
about Clare leaving behind her family, referring to the Gospel for her feast
day. Matthew 19, 27-29, in which Jesus talks about leaving behind, brothers and
sisters, mothers and fathers. The Gospel for the second Friday was Jesus
speaking on divorce. I wrote about this in a previous blog post, here.
I wonder if they’ll ever ask me to preach for these events
again.
Youth groups
There are youth groups in at least nine places in the
parish. I visited two of them last month and then had an evening meeting on September
1. Twenty young people from eight groups came. We ate, played, discussed,
prayed – and we are beginning to form a youth council for the parish which will
include a representative from each group.
On August 26, the youth group here in Plan Grande had a
cultural evening. I was tired but spent about an hour there. There is a theater
group here, about twenty years old, that performed a few pieces. I was about to
leave when they announced the next one was on “The Elections.” I had to stay –
and it was worth it.
The candidates appeared on stage with their supporters. One
candidate, identified with the Allianza, an alliance of opposition parties,
announced some of the things the party was going to do. The other candidate,
identified with the National Party, promised his voters who live (or, rather,
are interred) in the cemetery that he would provide them WI-FI, a soccer field,
a new cell phone, and fans (since it is hot there in the graves.) This
candidate won the election.
I was surprised and shocked. First of all, the theater group
was trying to provide a commentary on the situation in this election year. There
have been discussions about the dead on election rolls who end up voting! But I
was surprised that the theater group identified this tactic with one party –
the party in power. Here, before the elections, the politicians hot only make
promises but many especially those in office, will distribute money, tin
roofing, food baskets, and whatever in an attempt to influence voters. Sadly, many
of the poor fall for this. I was thus pleased to see young people with a
critical consciousness.
There was much more that I could relate but this is enough
to give you an idea of the variety of ways my ministry plays out here in Honduras.
What I do may seem to be a lot, but my pastor does three or four times as much –
five or more Saturday evening and Sunday Masses, two or three Masses in
different parts of the parish almost every day – and he’s the pastoral vicar of
the diocese.
Pray for us.
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