New Year! New Mission!
I have been back to El Salvador for over a month now and have traveled more of the country then I had in the three years prior. What a blessing to have this time to get to know different parts of the country and hear the stories of the people.
I had heard wonderful things about how the people of Suchitoto have organized programs most especially to empower the people. There is still a great need for reconciliation and peace in the this country that suffered a horrible 12 year CIVIL war.
Over 800 houses in Suchitoto have this painted on their doors.

Eva, Rosa and I waiting to catch a bus to a vigil in Guadalupe to celebrate and remember the over 500 people who were killed in this massacre.
I am not sure what my work is quite yet. I hope to 'BE' more. I was very busy in the last year of my mission. Just in this past few weeks I have had more time to sit and listen to the peoples life stories.
Jose lost 9 family members in the El Mazote Massacre. In the background you will see a wall with some of the names of the people who were tortured and killed. They think there could have been as many as 1000 killed.
Beautiful faces of the future of El Mazote
I will also be taking pictures for a program called New Horizans. I am excited about this opportunity. It will allow me to see many parts of the country; meet new friends and hopefully help get resources for some of the poorest in the country. The other plus is that I will be near my former mission site and will able to visit with them from time to time.
The house above was one of the most secure houses because it had pieces of metal. The house below is made of cardboard like most of the others in this community.
MonseƱor ROMERO
This month marks the 29th year of the death of Archbishop Oscar Romero.
Above is a picture of a mural of the Last Supper. Next to Jesus (the farmer in the middle) is Romero. Fr. John Spain and Kim Nagy, Maryknoll Missioners took a seat at table with Martin Luther King and other martyrs of El Salvador.
On Top of the World
It was a perfect place to be. We were on top of a mountain as the sun kept playing peak a boo with the clouds. Looking out we were able to see three Volcanos. I had mixed feelings as I stood in the place where 27 years prior youth were drug, raped, tortured and then killed in the massacre of El Mazote.
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