I was apprehensive about tagging along with the Cap-Haitien Prison Ministry in Haiti. I had heard stories about prisons in developing countries, but I had never seen one for myself.
Every year on Ash Wednesday, Christians around the globe receive a smudge or cross of ashes on their foreheads and are reminded they are dust and unto dust they shall return. It is a reminder that the things of this world are passing and that our destination in life is union with the God who made each of us.
Sometimes the path God has for us is one we walk. Sometimes it’s a journey we make on a crowded public bus. Sister Agnes Phu is one of those travelers.
It was just as well I didn’t speak Spanish, because I had no idea what to say. Even our host, who spoke the language fluently, fumbled for words. Like me, he was stunned by this amazing Nicaraguan family.
When I was preparing to take my first trip as a Cross Catholic staff writer, I expected to encounter poverty in developing nations. I did not immediately consider the joy that I would find thriving, even in the most challenging regions of the earth.
I think the poor are the most grateful people I’ve ever encountered. Something as simple as a cup of clean drinkable water is celebrated! Poor families understand what it means to rely on God for their every need; and when he provides their daily bread, they praise him for his faithfulness. They don’t despair over what they don’t have – they rejoice over how God has blessed them!