Frozen Ground – Empty Bellies

Deep Freeze. Harvest Lost. Courtesy Fr Frank.

Fr Frank asks that I remind you (and myself) of the difficulty of the migrant harvest workers.

When the freeze comes no aid is available for the harvest workers. Or hurricane, or tornado, or drought.

While the State of Florida provides financial assistance to farmers for crop failures as a result of freezes and other agricultural disasters, the migrant worker does not receive unemployment or financial assistance to bridge to the next planting season. It can be a very hard life.

The Gleaners. Finding a meal when the harvest is gone.

The migrant worker is every bit as part of our common economic life as any USA citizen. Whether here on visa, green card, or undocumented, they are an important part of our economic life and our social life. We are in fact one family.

We should as a part of our systematic care for all members of the common life provide assistance specific to the harvest workers when such impacts occur. Out of Christian charity, yes. But in a sense more so out of Solidarity and in our common humanity. You don’t have to be Chrisitan to see yourself in their plight.

Humanism and Christian Humanism share many common goals. This should be one of them.

Donate to: https://www.guatemalanmaya.org/

Peace be with you,

Deacon Gerry

2017 Guatemala orphanage fire

Orphanage Fire Memorial

The memorial on the night day we were in the city photos.

The tragedy is the poor care for the orphan and the effects of social injustice have a cascading effect. Even righteous protest can be disastrous. It is wise to keep our eyes on Jesus and our behaviors in the Beatitudes.

Background: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2017_Guatemala_orphanage_fire

Peace be with you,

Deacon Gerry

The unclean spirit convulsed

Tuesday of the First Week in Ordinary Time

Today’s gospel portion: His fame spread everywhere throughout the whole region of Galilee.

Route of the mission team above.

Frontier Route bleow.

Flight home was uneventful.

My last foot journey was the five miles from I-95 to my home.

Typing on a laptop. I miss my phone 🙂

Peace be with you,
Deacon Gerry

Fishers of Men

Monday of the First Week in Ordinary Time (Guatemala liturgical calendar. In USA today is Feast of Baptism)

Today’s gospel portion: Jesus said to them, “Come after me, and I will make you fishers of men.”

You may wonder why the Monday post comes on Wednesday.

After the frontier, drove to Huehuetenango, stayed overnight, I made my way by bus from Huehuetenango to Guatemala City via a coach bus. So far so good.

Communicating with the mission team we agreed to meet up in Guatemala City on Monday for the final two days in-country. While in Guatemala City I walked 16 km total with my 14 LB backpack to the Cathedral and back again partly to fill the day with activity and partly to continue the solidarity of the pilgrim and migrant.

Then two motorcycle thieves jumped the curb, grabbed my cell phone and drove off.

You haven’t heard from me because I have no cell phone.

Of course, I had shock and surprise like anyone. But my first thought was, ‘Hey, this is just like in the movies.’

This aspect of the trip (continuing the diaspora solidarity pilgrimage) brings to focus the dangers of the migration. In summary, I was victim of crime in Mexico City and Guatemala City, both. In the first case, by a member of the State apparatus, and in the second case just normal street thieves. In both cases no recourse but by my own resources. Imagine this story being repeated on a 3,000 journey for one with very little and the trust in the Lord. Or even no faith, no resources, just desperation.

And they come.

I will attempt to write from the experiences and observations careful to be disrespectful and objective.

But you have no photos from this point forward.

Peace be with you,
Deacon Gerry

This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased.

The Baptism of the Lord

Today’s gospel portion: After Jesus was baptized, he came up from the water and behold, the heavens were opened for him, and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove and coming upon him. And a voice came from the heavens, saying, “This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased.”

Traveling through the wilderness frontier we arrived at La Mesilla Frontier. The church is the Immaculate Conception.

Jesus’ baptism is the renewal of all creation. All things are made new. Consecrating all creation and opening the door to repentance. In his baptism he reveals the Holy Trinity.

He is our common hope. He makes plain too our common problem. We have one God, one planet and one human race. It isn’t us and them. It’s we.

Border Town.

Peace be with you,
Deacon Gerry

La Mesilla Guatemala Frontier

We arrived after the wilderness Route.

Psalm

By the rivers of Babylon there we sat weeping when we remembered Zion. On the poplars in its midst we hung up our harps.
For there our captors asked us for the words of a song;
Our tormentors, for joy:
“Sing for us a song of Zion!”

But how could we sing a song of the LORD in a foreign land?
If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand forget.
May my tongue stick to my palate if I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem beyond all my delights (PS 137:1-6).

Immaculate Conception parish. Mexico Guatemala border.

Three Kings Day

The Epiphany of the Lord (Three Kings’ Day).

In Guatemala the day is not transferred to the Sunday.

Today’s gospel portion: When Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, in the days of King Herod, behold, magi from the east arrived in Jerusalem, saying, “Where is the newborn king of the Jews? We saw his star at its rising and have come to do him homage.”

May he be in the tabernacle of your heart. Amen.
May he restore his tent within you. Amen.
May your soul’s disquiet find peace as you find him. Amen.

And may Almighty God bless you,
In the name of the Father,
the Son,
and the Holy Spirit.
Amen.

Ya Tziq in

Mass.
Gifts, Raffles.
Marimba.
Pinata.

Peace be with you,
Deacon Gerry