A LETTER FROM THE "END OF THE WORLD"
LAST YEAR at this
time I was visiting my old friends in San Luis Petén, Guatemala. Here is a fond
recollection of March 2016:
The movie’s opening scene shows the Temple of the Jaguar crumbling like
an old pile of rocks. The descendants of the Mayan Empire, including our
parishioners, are still laughing about it. In fact, the Maya are among the rare
people who DO NOT believe in an Apocalypse. They believe in widening cycles of
history. Go figure!
On Easter Monday 2016, I concluded the month of March – my
favorite – with a “pilgrimage” to Tikal. While tourists braved 90+ degree
temperatures to climb the 200 steps of the tallest temple, I sat in the shade
of a massive 1,000 year old ceiba.
From there I followed the members of an extended Maya family as they prayed to
God and Mother Earth, turning to the four corners of the earth with raised
hands and offering a burning sacrifice of corn, cacao, beans, candles and
incense.
The empire, of course, disappeared centuries ago, but the Maya are
alive and well, and so are the Comboni Missionaries who have been sharing their
lot and the life of more recent settlers since 2005. I joined them in 2007 when
I decided to celebrate my 70th birthday by dropping office life and taking on
this new adventure. It was my birthday gift to myself – a keeper as it turned
out.
What beautiful pictures which bring back fond memories of when Kate and I visited you and your friends in Guatemala.
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