As we were preparing to leave, I asked Kathya to quickly coach me on how to say “Goodbye my brother in Christ.” I saw Juan one last time that day, saying in my poor Spanish “Adios, me hermano in Cristo”, sharing one final smile with each other.
On the way down, Kathya told me more about Juan. There are issues with property rights in his village, so he is going to school to become a lawyer. He is part of the Cocode, a village council. He is involved with the Eucharistic education, and is a loving husband and father to his family.
I just had a lighthearted, fun conversation, filled with laughs and smiles, with this incredible and devoted man. I felt honored, humbled, but mostly inspired to be more and do more, like my brother Juan.
That alone is enough of a story on how I made a connection.
But this story is really about how God makes
connections that are much deeper and complex.
The next day, Fr Anton shared terrible news with us. Juan and his son Hector were working in the field that morning and took a quick break. When his son reached for his water bottle, he was bitten on his thumb by a Barba Amarilla pit viper, one of the most poisonous snakes in Guatemala. The venom causes extreme pain and attacks the blood and tissue; it can quickly lead to necrosis and even death.
Six months prior, through the grace of God, Father Anton had arranged for some people, including Juan, to get training on basic field care and triage. Juan had learned he needed to open the bite to try to remove venom and to tourniquet his arm to slow the spread. The trip to the hospital was not an easy one. It took hours, but Juan was able to get his son to the hospital for emergency care.
Hector had to stay in the hospital for at least a few days. Fr Anton arranged for Juan to stay at the posada that evening.
At this point, I need to pause my Guatemala story to share some background information. I believe it reveals the reason God brought us together.
In July 2020, one of my sons was in a skateboard accident and sustained a traumatic brain injury. We came close to losing him that night, but we didn’t. All thanks to God’s grace - as well as an amazing ICU nurse, a talented neurosurgeon, and the prayers of over 100 people from our families, friends, and church community. My son had successful brain surgery and he was restored back to health in a matter of weeks, not months or years.
Truly, a miracle!
Juan arrived at the Posada as we were headed to dinner. With the help of our group’s tour guide, Monica from Highland Tours, my wife and I were able to talk with Juan and try to comfort him.
This was a heavy conversation, so we didn’t share as many smiles. Although we did share a small smile when I apologized for saying “I’ll see you soon” the prior day, as it was not my intention for it to have been this soon!
Juan was understandably upset and needed to talk. We listened with compassion, understanding how he felt and that he needed to tell his story. We were able to share our story with him, deepening our connection. We told him that we sent a prayer request and that Hector now had those same hundreds of people praying for him that had powerfully prayed for our son. We also shared with him that our personal prayer was for God to give Juan’s son the same miracle he gave our son.
The second day after Hector’s accident, Juan saw us at the Posada and joyously shared the good news that Hector was recovering well and would be going home soon!