“When I commended my soul to God and I was saying goodbye to the world, I saw myself sitting on the canoe, without being able to understand yet how could I do it.”
“In my distress I called out: LORD! I cried out to my God. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry to him reached his ears.” (Psalm 18, 7)
From the Deep I call you Lord From the pain And helplessness. Submerged in the water Of Coñec River The whirlpool covers me With its strength. I think within myself What would be of native people Who are victims of so much abuse? What would be of our missions? What would be of our beloved Amazon? The look on Brother Jose’s face Saying goodbye and asking for Being absolved I will never forget He offered his life in the Amazon waters and his body was embraced by the womb of this sacred land. The Torrent Snatched our best Journey companions. But you Lord rescued me, You saved me from deep waters, You took my hand And sent me back to life. My heart in pain praised you Gratefully.