Early in the morning, long before dawn, Father Luxo, a newly ordained priest, knocked at our door to take us to Mass. We followed him, thinking we were going to the Church we have been going to for the rosary. To our surprise we went through the back gate down a rocky pathway, in the dark with a small flashlight. We assumed that he knew a shortcut and then we found ourselves going to an old gate that looked like ruins. We stopped for a moment realizing we are not going to the familiar church. We questioned where he was taking us. For a moment fear entered our beings, but we followed. Then we heard the familiar prayer of the rosary in Creole, and we knew we were safe. We could not see any people only hear them, with our flashlight and the candles on the altar we realized that this was church. After the Liturgy of the Word, the sun rose and filled the place. We realized we were in a beautiful church built into the side of the hill. This is to be the new cathedral in Jeremie, but right now the only space finished is this lower Church. About 50 people come for morning sunrise Mass. We are learning more and more not to make assumptions and not to judge by appearances.
