If you have never visited Tijuana from the Mexican side you may miss the deeper meaning of this one. We lived in Guadalajara for 12 years and when we visited this city (several occasions) we always sensed something very different in the heart and soul of the people. This something we did not find in Guadalajara and I always struggled to put my finger on it, until the morning I stepped out onto the balcony of the hotel, where we were doing the Marriage Encounter event, and could look across Tijuana, across the border to the smoky hills east of San Diego. There is a haunting longing and a sense of unfulfilled plans and dreams in this place that cries out for fullness, completeness, and joy that can only be found in Creator...Father...loving Savior.
Calm seems the morning hour
Mist rising over smoky hills.
A slowly awakening chorus
Of sights and sounds takes shape.
A haunting sense of distance
Oh so near to the very fiber of life.
Smoky reflections dance in the light,
A sense of long time sleepiness.
Tones and hues of life over playing,
Moving, always looking…longing.
Something better, something beyond,
Something lost…
Stephen F. Scarrow
8 November 2003
On the occasion of the 1
st Marriage Encounter in
Tijuana
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