"...Santa María, Madre de Dios, ruega por nosotros, pecadores, ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte...," prayed the five women at the church this afternoon.
I wept as they said their Hail Marys over and over, around and around, a chant of my hemisphere and desert.
"God, where do I got from here?" I thought, not saying my prayers aloud. "I need your help. Guide me with intuitive thoughts, and by the actions and words of people," as the five women said again and again, "...Santa María, Madre de Dios, ruega por nosotros, pecadores, ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte..."
Images: "Consecraged Ribbons, Magdalena de Kino Pueblo Magico, Sonora, Mexico", "Chevy & Boy, Magdalena, Sonora, Mexico", and "Nannie's Mirror, Highway 15, North of Magdalena, Sonora, Mexico" (c) 2014 Stu Jenks.
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