From February 18, 2021 Jarline’s mother lives in Cité Soleil. On Tuesday evening she was attacked by a man. He beat her with his gun. Details are sketchy. We know she was hurt. We learned of this yesterday morning.
From February 17, 2021 This Journal was written in Florida on August 28, 2018. When I read it last week, it really rattled me.
From February 16, 2021 Sunday the protestors disrupted life in Pétionville with widespread demonstrations. Someone wanted to show me a video of a protestor picking up a tire that had just been set on fire and tried to put the burning tire on a policeman. I elected not to view the video, so I’m not sure exactly what happened.
From February 15, 2021 On Saturday morning of my last weekend in Florida, I spoke with a dear friend in California. Word came from my former parish, Holy Family Church in South Pasadena, that her husband was in the hospital with pneumonia
From February 14, 2021 We need a new language―new words―for God. The judgmental, vindictive God of my youth was retired long ago. In a sense, I still need a new way of praying. You can’t put new wine (the Spirit) in old skins (our humanity).
From February 13, 2021 In the slums of the world, I saw more clearly my own weaknesses, and subsequently I slowly began to see the importance of humility. Only through humble eyes can God be seen. I am nothing; God is everything.