Welcome to Guatemala
October 1, 2013

So here we are in Xela (pronounced SHAY-lah) the local name for the city of Quetzaltenango, where our daughter Melanie and her family live and serve as missionary workers among the poor.



You are now in Central Park in Xela, looking at the flag of Guatemala on the left and the flag of Xela on the right. September 15 is Independence Day for this nation, as they gained their independence from Spain on that day in 1821.



Facing Central Park is the ancient cathedral, the Church of the Holy Spirit. The banner mentions that “We are celebrating the Year of Faith.” It also mentions 30 years and a Papal coronation, a reference I do not understand since 30 years ago ago was several years into the papacy of John Paul II, who chose not to have a coronation but simply an investiture. The banner also shows the Virgin of the Rosary, one of the titles the Roman Catholic Church gives to Mary. The feast day for the Virgin of the Rosary is October 7.



Here you see two lovely girls posing in Central Park – Samaya, age 6, and Genesis, age 4.



And here is the whole Avila family, with baby Kayla Jolene, born  August 1 of this year.

On Sunday, September 29, we had a baby dedication for Kayla at Emmanuel Presbyterian Church, Melanie and Julio’s home church here in Xela. Pastor Moses had asked in advance that I would conduct the dedication, which I was honored to do. He had me explain briefly the meaning of baby dedication since the Presbyterian Church normally practices baptism for the children of believers, so I commented briefly on the Anabaptists and believers baptism and the significance of baby dedication.



Here is Kayla, relaxing on her mother’s lap during the service. Kayla had a serious crying spell (she may have colic) before we left for church, and then she slept peacefully through the service and dedication and Sunday school, much to our relief!



And here is our whole family after the service. For those of you who are interested in historic details, the shirt I am wearing is the one I first wore at Melanie and Julio’s wedding in Los Angeles in 2005.


Return to Guatemala – June 2011
June 22, 2011

We are in Guatemala. This is Wednesday, June 22. We will be here for a week.

Here you see the entrance to Quetzaltenango (also called Xela), the second largest city in Guatemala, and also, as many of my blog readers know, the home of our daughter Melanie and her husband Julio and their two young daughters.

We are here to spend time with, grieve with and pray with Melanie and her family.

Last Saturday night her full-term daughter Mayela was stillborn. The cause of the death was that the placenta separated from the uterus wall prematurely, cutting of the vital oxygen supply. No one was prepared for this outcome, for the pregnancy had been normal in every discernible way.

According to Guatemalan custom, the funeral and burial were held the next day, Sunday. Melanie found the strength to attend both the funeral and burial. It was hard for her, but the presence of family and church members (their home church is Presbyterian) was a real support.

Mel and Julio say that Mayela looked just like her two-year-old sister Genesis.

Neither Genesis nor Samaya, age four, attended the funeral or burial.

Following a death, Julio’s family observes a novena of mourning. Novena comes from the Latin word for nine and involves prayers for nine consecutive days. It is Roman Catholic in origin, but Julio and Mel asked that it be done with Protestant assumptions and prayers.

So the extended family (Julio’s parents and six of his siblings live in this city) comes to Julio and Mel’s apartment each evening for this time of devotion to God. This took place this evening at 6:00 PM and consisted of a half hour of Scriptures, comments, prayers and songs, led by several family members.

I have never participated in anything like it. The novena assumes that a funeral service alone is probably not enough to facilitate all the healing that needs to happen in the life of a grieving family. It faces death realistically and allows for mourning and crying, which we all did, but all this is with a Christian view of the reality of heaven and the life to come, so healing grace comes to us from God.

Tonight was the third novena. With six more to come, I can only imagine the cumulative healing that these God-centered times of devotion will provide.

After the novena we ate together. The extended family brought in the food so that Melanie was not troubled with the work of entertaining.

It is a holy privilege to be with Melanie and her family during this time.