After my ordination, I was assigned to work with the growing number of Hispanic immigrants in my diocese. Most of them were from Mexico, but just about every Latin country was represented among them.
They have taught me many lessons and have helped me to depend on God for everything. They have especially taught me to be the priest that God has called me to be. Here is one of those lessons.
Fiesta Frustration. In the first part of my priestly life, I was assigned to develop a Hispanic ministry in the diocese. I would drive three thousand miles around the diocese every month, knocking on doors looking for immigrants, and I would celebrate Masses in different parishes. At this time I was still very impressed with my own abilities, so I would ask God for help if I really needed it, but mostly I ran off of my own energy.
So it is not surprising that I got discouraged after a short while. I would drive several hours for a Mass, and only…
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