These are some of the photos I took over the 2 1/2 days I visited Juarez. I witnessed and learned so much in that brief visit. This is the first time I’ve experienced extreme poverty up close and personal. Yet the people I met were kind, faithfilled, warm, and lived with the kind of peace and trust that comes with acceptance of life as it is and in a power beyond themselves. It will take a long time for me to process all I experienced. And it will stay with me forever.
view atop parish center
Out on the street after a light rain
Cross contains the names of those who have been killed in the violence – more than 200 in this parish alone.
Each popsicle stick on the cross contains the name of loved one killed
the sisters’ sunny living area
Me playing with Sr. Carol’s dog Princessa
Sr. Carol bringing communion to homebound Pablo in his one-room shack
typical neighborhood home
Sr. Josefina tending to her parakeets and garden
Sr. Carol (center) posing with one of the religious ed teachers and her young daughter at their home.