Caber and Sineala visiting the church in Chijolom |
The
closing out of one year and the welcoming of another year is often taken as a
time to reflect on the journeys that bring us to each confluence of years. Our
recent visit to the remote village of Chijolom in the final days of 2014 was
for us a wonderful reflection of our Guatemala journey. Our son Caber, and his
wife Sineala, came to Cobán to visit us and spend the holidays with us. In
addition to quality family time, we discussed taking an excursion to explore
some of the fascinating natural, cultural, or archeological sites in Guatemala.
With so much to choose from, we were a bit surprised (and also proud) to hear
them say, “Our church in Spokane has been praying regularly for the church in
Chijolom (and they for us) for over six years now. We would love to be able to
meet some of the people and see the church and the community”.
It
would not be an easy excursion. First we would have to travel by ‘chicken bus’
for four hours over rough dirt roads to the town of Senahú. There we would
spend the night, and after coordinating with Pastor Santiago in Chijolom, we
would arrange for a four-wheel drive pickup truck to take us, and any other
people heading that way, for another four-hour journey over treacherous mountain
roads to reach the village. Even so, this was where they wanted to go. After the
ride to Senahu and a night in the local hotel, we awoke to chilly and rainy New
Year’s Eve day. Our ride met us in the morning and we climbed into the back of
the truck, holding on tightly to the metal rack as we bounced over rocks and
across small streams on what passes for a ‘pretty good road’ here in Guatemala.
From the vantage point of the truck bed, the vegetation, waterfalls, and steep
cliffs of the scenery of the Alta Verapaz is vivid and breathtaking, even when
viewed through rain-splattered glasses.
Chijolom
was one of the first communities Debbie visited in 2008 as a first-time
delegate from the Inland Northwest Presbytery, the US partner to the Guatemalan
Polochic Presbytery. On that visit, she recalled how moved the people of the
community were when they received a visit from their partners from so far away.
The group was shown the project underway to construct a church building, and a
group photo was taken of the congregation and the visitors inside the four-foot
walls of the building in progress. That photo hangs outside the sanctuary of
Knox Presbyterian Church in Spokane, WA. It’s the reason the two churches
became liked as ‘prayer partners’ years ago. Looking back over our journey, we
can see how that first visit to Chijolom planted the seeds for what would grow
into a life-changing call to full-time ministry in Guatemala. And here we were
again, at the request of our son, seeing where it all started for us.
Some of the leaders of the Chijolom church |
The
church building is complete, and the church community of 36 families is growing
with plans and dreams for its future. We enjoyed meeting with the church
leaders and hearing about their ministry. We sat in the church sanctuary,
sipping hot horchata, trying to dry out, hearing each leader’s testimony and
plans for ministry. We walked around the community a bit, looking at, and
talking about community projects the church (primarily through their youth
ministry) hopes to do. For us, we saw what can happen in a church a community after
six years of prayerful ministry. We saw how seeds sown in a Guatemalan mountain
village grew into a new ministry. And we saw how a simple ministry of two
churches committing to pray for each other can affect individual lives in both
congregations.
After
a meal together we knew the hour was getting late. Our driver would need to
take us back to Senahú and then return to Chijolom. We exchanged contact
information and said our good byes. What a wonderful way to finish out our
second year end in Guatemala!
Happy
New Year!
Richard and Debbie Welch
PC(USA) Mission Co-Workers, Guatemala
It was wonderful to see the work your church is doing for the Kekchi of AVP, and Chijolom. As far as anybody knows, I was the first north american missionary to set foot in Chijolom. That was 1989.
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