Jesús está aquí!
Where, oh where,
do we start?
Tuesday night one of our priests celebrated Mass at our church in San Hilarion. Before dismissing the large crowd of people he announced that in one week he would return with the Blessed Sacrament. The people didn't really understand what that meant, but seemed pleased. They smiled and left.
Our family stood frozen...shock, excitement, anxiety...our minds reeled with thoughts. This place isn't in any order to house the King of the Universe. There is so much to do!!!
We ran home and made a To-Do list.
TO-DO
- Clean up the yard around the church.
- Have the carpenter fix the tabernacle which we received from another church as a gift. It had been out of use for years and had been sitting in a storage room. Parts were broken, it was scratched up and needed an overhaul.
- Hang the tabernacle on the wall.
- Buy a red sanctuary lamp.
- Have the carpenter make and install a shelf for the sanctuary lamp.
- Have electricity run to where the sanctuary lamp will sit.
- Have the carpenter build kneelers.
- Have the tapestry man cover the kneelers with padding and leather.
- Buy fabric and make curtains for the windows inside.
- Buy/install mental hooks for the curtains next to each window.
- Buy fake flowers and decorate the ends of the pews and the window sills.
- Buy some new pots and plants for the altar to replace the dead ones that have been in 5-gallon buckets which are wrapped in tin foil.
- Clean the inside of the church.
- Buy the fabric for a sign that announces to people that "Jesus is Here" as the enter the church.
- And so, so much more!!!

When we finally called it a day, everyone was super excited
because of how beautiful the yard looked.
We were also really excited to check something off our To-Do list.
Next up - the tabernacle, sanctuary lamp and kneelers...
Edgardo, the carpenter, did an amazing job on the tabernacle.
He also made kneelers for us.
The tapestry man and his wife put on padding and covered them with leather.
In Michigan it would be so easy - "Buy new pots and plants for the altar". It was anything but easy. We learned that people don't typically buy large pots; therefore, people don't typically sell large pots. People enjoy the many Amazonian plants already growing around them and periodically transplant some into spaces around their homes. We went on a wild-goose chase looking for the one woman in Tarapoto (the large city about 1.5 hours from our house) that sells such items. We were almost ready to give up when we finally found her. Thank you Jesus!!
One more item checked off the list!!!
Chris and the kids traveled to a nearby town where they could buy fake flowers. When they returned they rushed up to the church to attach them to the ends of the pews. Little by little the church was being transformed.
Everything we had done was fantastic.
The people would definitely notice that something was different.
However, we felt it was important to make it clear exactly what was different.
So, we set about the task of hand-stitching a huge sign that announced "Jesus is Here!".
Our sign hangs in the entryway of the church.
When people walk in they now must walk to the right or left to enter the church.
It is a beautiful reminder that something is different now. Jesus is here!!!
When Father arrived, he was delighted beyond words. Our church was fit for the King of the Universe. Everywhere he looked was evidence of our love... love for Jesus!
Moments after Mass began our whole town lost power. Everything was black. Accustomed to such power outages, everyone sat patiently in the dark as our friend lit candles and placed them around the altar. My heart sank. The sinful, proud part of me wanted everyone to see all the work we had done to make the church so pretty.
A scripture verse that I had recently underlined in my bible immediately came to mind:
"Am I seeking to please people?
If I were still trying to please people,
I would not be a slave of Christ."
(Galatians 1:10)
Sometimes it's hard to remember that "it's not about me". I thank God for reminding me of that this night. As the candles flickered, tears welled up in my eyes. The church looked beautiful in the soft, gentle light.
Each morning we open the church for prayer from 6-7 a.m. The people that have come seem incredibly appreciative for this time with the Lord.
Please pray for us as we continue to work hard to serve the Lord by serving His people.
Please pray for us as we continue to work hard to serve the Lord by serving His people.
Peace and love,
Karen