Sunday, March 20, 2022

Mission trail



San Elizario Presidio Chapel (presidio is a military outpost. This one was from 1684. present chapel completed 1882)

The El Camino Real de Tierra Adentro (Royal Road of the Interior) ran from Mexico City up to Santa Fe linking missions, communities, military forts and trade routes. In El Paso there is a 9 mile segment with 3 mission chapels on it. Angela and I went for a visit. We weren't able to go into San Elizario (very early hours) but got to walk around the area where there is lots of history...the jail that held Billy the Kid (who escaped), art shops, market etc.
Socorro (founded 1680)
The alter is made of wood but painted to look like marble (very well done). The beams above are mostly original with some of the painting still visible. There is a replica of La Pieta in the new chapel next door.
 


San Ysleta
Ysleta is one of the oldest towns in Texas. The chapel was rebuilt in 1907 after a fire.


 

Sunday, March 13, 2022

Phone calls

After the intake and COVID test we walk them to the other side of the warehouse. On the way we pass through the Comidor where we eat at 8am, 12, and 6pm. We pass the Cuarto de Salidas (Leaving Room) where we meet before the shuttles arrive to take guests to the airport or bus stations in order to give them a little more information, tickets if we've printed them out, coats if they are headed north, and a travel bag with food for the journey. Then past the office-the brains, where we take ticket information and decide which shuttle people will leave on, give out OTC meds, answer questions and try not to drop any of the many balls. Then we lead into the phone call area. 

There are three tables at the front and we try to have three volunteers to help make the phone calls. While the wall they look at while waiting is not too bright with color...the three other walls have bright murals.

During phone calls we call sponsors-family or friends-who are waiting for our guests. We explain where we are and where to buy tickets from. We let them know when we have free shuttles and when they would need to get a taxi, depending on the timing of the travel. I would explain to the guest first and then call the sponsor. I would offer for them to talk to the sponsor to explain (as they can speak better than I can) but usually they want me to speak first. Sometimes the sponsor speaks English, and other times I use the script in front of me. And it works.  

Sometimes our guests have already contacted their people from their own phones. Some of them are going to get picked up the same day by friends or friends of friends in town. We get to walk them to the door and witness a reunion. Hugs and tears and it is one of the most beautiful parts of what we get to do.

Thursday, March 10, 2022

Mount Cristo Rey


 On one of my days off, Angel and I went to the Mount Cristo Rey monument just over the New Mexico border.  It was the dream of Fr Lourdes Costa, a local parish priest in 1933. There were earlier less permanent crosses before it was dedicated in 1939. The pathway up has these blue crosses as the stations of the cross. Angela is Catholic and asked if I would mind if we said the prayers as we ascended. I have seen different representations of the stations of the cross but never really done them. We used the videos from catholic.org. We shared our life stories and travels in between the crosses and then would pause and listen and then recite the prayers. (I think I got the prayers I didn't know to begin with after the 14 repetitions.) I enjoyed the fellowship as well as the in depth prayers about what Jesus was going through and how it could relate to our lives now. It was a moving experience.

The Mount is also very close to the border with Mexico. Once we were on the ridge and other side from where we started the hike we could see the wall.  It cuts right through what is mostly desert. You can also see it run through the city. There is a constriction in my chest when I see it...man-made division, trying to divide.


the one who watches over. It is quite an impressive statue-arms outstretched. When we were at the monument, there were also two border patrol agents who had climbed up (not following our same path).

Dinner that night was at Kiki's Restaurant with Angela, Kathy, Connie and myself