Today was our transitional day, meaning the day we began the emotional, spiritual, and physical transition from serving among some truly remarkable missionaries and families in Guatemala, to serving in the more familiar roles of spouses, parents, employees, students, and members of Christ's body back in Pennsylvania.
Early this morning we traveled to the beautiful and historic town of Antigua, a place of Mayan and Spanish history, restaurants, breathtaking views, and chocolate. After visiting the large cross overlooking the town and volcanoes, we enjoyed an amazing breakfast buffet including omelettes, pancakes, fried plantains, fruits, and my personal favorite, a tortilla bar. After that we visited the historic remains of the Capuchin Convent, followed by a visit to the market, where our youth excelled at bartering (no doubt, from those late night games of Pit), and a final dinner at an authentic American BBQ. If you ever wanted to eat well, let Kasey choose your restaurant!
My favorite moment of the day, and perhaps even of the week, came at the Capuchin Convent. After visiting the tiny cells in which the nuns devoted their lives to a mission of prayer, poverty, and service, we came upon the basement, a large circular cellar, and unequalled acoustics. Kasey then had us line the outside circle of the room, and sing the Doxology. And, if you know anything about the musical gifts on this team, time stood still. Our voices blended in harmonies that drew others to listen. Christ was present. Doxology happened.
As I reflect on completing our time here, Doxology is the song of my heart. I am grateful to God for the radical hospitality of our resident missionaries, Kasey and Esther, and the many Guatemalan people with whom we broke bread as well as piñatas, shared stories and labor. I am grateful for Lisa and Collin who worked so hard to make the trip possible and for each and every member of the team who said yes to God and came ready to serve. I am grateful to First UMC and families who supported us and laid hands on us to send us as well as the church here that embraced us. I am grateful to God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, for the grace to have been at the center of His will this week, and to share that adventure with others.
I can't say for certain if it was the prayers if those devoted nuns so long ago that led us here, or those prayers that watched over us on our journey, but for s moment in time their Doxology was our Doxology, and our song joined theirs.
And for that I praise God.
-- Cathy Boileau