"I'm Dying"
(photo by Connie Rock) (photo by Connie Rock) (photo by Connie Rock) (photo by Connie Rock) ...
"You're dying?" I asked.
Shaking and stuttering he repeated himself, "Yes, I'm dying. That's why I called you over to take a picture of me."
"I'm happy to take your picture, but tell me...why do you say you are dying?"
"They've given me a short time longer to live. I'm an alcoholic who has been kicked out of my home. My family has disowned me. They have forgotten me, but now, now there is a picture of me. I will not be forgotten!"
"I'm so sorry my friend! Can I pray for you?" I spot Kristen from the team and motion for her to grab Pastor Marcos, our host, and begin praying in English when Pastor Marcos joins us in Spanish. Then the conversation began over again. This time with even more tears and sorrow: "I'm dying."
Once again...we began to intercede on the behalf of our new friend, Francisco. It was a messy mixture of Spanglish, Spanish, snot bubbles, hiccups, and tears. In the next minutes following, Pastor Marcos walked Francisco through a prayer of confession and faith. Simply... beautiful. Francisco didn't repeat Pastor Marcos' words, but instead inserted his own confessions and praises. He was broken and sincere as he looked to the heavens with his arms raised. I sat there feeling as if I was in a scene from a Peter Jackson movie. Light was shining in his face, while the shadow from the century old church protected us from sun and the statues provided a covering from the pooing pigeons. His eyes once dead, had now seen the light-and was alive!
Pastor Marcos went off to buy coffee and tortilla for Francisco while I stayed behind and continued on with our conversation. He called me his "angel" sent from God.
"I'll be your 'angel' sent by God! It's true. He heard your cries and sent me all the way from the US to remind you that God loves you and you are not forgotten! He loves you that much.
Grinning from ear to ear, he asked "Will you take more pictures of me, so you will always remember me?" He leans against the church and fixes his shirt.
"Of course! I would love to! I will never forget you, nor will your heavenly father."
"Now how about a couple with me, your 'angel' sent by God?" He threw his head back and blushed. Tears began to once again race down his face, dripping off his nose. "Si, por favor!"
I turned the camera around and said "cheese!"
Pastor Marcos returned and we shared coffee and goodbyes with the promise that someone will return with copies of the pictures.
He will not be forgotten!
Sharing Christ
On Monday after working at the school in the afternoon, we visited a beautiful Catholic church. The architecture and detail of the church was just absolutely beautiful. While we were there, we saw a homeless man, who wanted us to take a picture of him so that there was proof that he existed.
We were able to minister to him and give him something to eat. We were able to tell through his eyes how grateful he was and the hope we brought to him.
-Kelsey Reese
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