The Vicar of Religious Life and a member of the Council for the Minimas of Maria Inmaculada, Sister Eva Josefina, came to see me. She came all the way from Leon, which is an hour and a half away from here. It was an official visit. She said that they had misunderstood me and my intentions for asking for hospitality. They understood me to say that I wanted a place to live and use as a base while I would go visiting other communities. Perhaps due to the Superior General, Sister Patricia’s illness (very aggressive cancer) her wishes have changed.
After I explained to Sister Eva Josefina the purpose of my stay she said that I would not gain any experience living in a residence for the poor and abandoned elderly people. This is not a nursing home as such. It is an asylum for people who are left here by relatives who can no longer care for their relatives. They have about 70 residents.
Tomorrow I will go visit the Diocesan Vicar of Religious Life. Fr. Carlos Hernandez Talavera, CSsR might have other suggestions. I had been very ready to help with the physical therapy of the residents here. I went with Sister Ana Maria and bought four huge balls to play “catch” with the residents. She bought a “crawling baby” to have the women play with the doll.
I think God has a better surprise for me.
Mid-morning, Thursday, December 30, 2010
We had Mass at 7:00 a.m. and right after Communion I ran to the Vicar’s residence. He had told Sister Mari-Paz, the Director here, that he only had a small period if free time at 8:00 a.m. I waited until almost 9:00 a.m. when he arrived. He is a very nice gray-haired young man. He wore jeans and a nice jacket. He greeted me cordially and ushered me into a parlor. I had the “Project Mexico” folder with an extra outline of our purpose. He said he would read it and share it with the bishop. He told me to relax and remember that I have 3 months in which to accomplish anything worthwhile. He reminded me that most people are on Christmas break and that nothing will happen until around the second week of January.
I returned to the “asilo” all happy. I stopped at the bakery and at a fruit stand and got the Sisters some fresh stuff. I am losing more weight here.
My computer was finally set up. A young man came to get it running and in our conversation asked me if I would be willing to teach him some English. He needs it for his job as computer store manager. I am finally going to answer my emails.
God is so good. He answers prayers in such “odd” ways and times. I continue to lack trust in Him—that causes me to have bad tummy aches.
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