April 1996
Dear friends:
She goes to the children's park
every day to wait for her husband.
It's not going to be a pleasant reunion.
Francisca Sical last saw her
husband Gonzalo on December 19,
1982, when he left their home in the remote village of
Rabinal to buy
cigarettes in a local bar. Witnesses saw uniformed men
seize Gonzalo
and take him to the local military base, a place from
which few villagers
came out alive. Francisca never saw her husband again.
In the mid-eighties, when the
army moved its base a kilometer to
the west, the site was converted into a children's park.
What almost
everyone knew to be mass graves were covered with thick
concrete.
In February, the Guatemalan
Forensic Anthropology Team broke
the concrete and began digging into Rabinal's macabre
past. Every
morning, Francisca walks to the park and sits quietly
with dozens of
other Maya Achi women. They talk in hushed tones while
they watch
workers dig up skeletons from the ground. Like Francisca,
the other
women are waiting for their husbands, sons, and daughters--loved
ones
stolen from them during a campaign of institutionalized
terror.
The exhumation comes after human
rights activists patiently
convinced residents they could publicly identify the
gravesite and
demand that their loved ones be exhumed. "We've lost
our fear,"
Francisca told Paul as she watched a worker use a paintbrush
to clean
dirt from a newly revealed skull. "We're not afraid of
the civil patrols
any longer, we're not afraid of the army. We've been
going to talks about
human rights and the law. Before we didn't even know
what the law said.
But now we've woken up a bit." She admits the wait is
distressing,
however. "It was hard for me then, when they took Gonzalo,
and this is
making all those painful feelings come back."
The waiting women carefully
survey each new skeleton
uncovered, looking for some sign that it belongs to a
loved one.
Identification will be difficult, since most of the bodies
were apparently
buried without clothing, meaning there are no clothing
fragments or
buttons to make identification easier. What limited dental
and medical
records are available will help the identification process,
but many
cadavers will ultimately remain unidentified.
The dig is expected to last
well into May. Workers expect to find
as many as 100 bodies, including those of children. Among
the first
cadavers removed were several belonging to small children
who had the
bad fortune to have accompanied their fathers or mothers
when the
adults were captured.
As in other areas of Guatemala,
the state-sponsored violence in
Rabinal served as a final arbiter of personal disputes.
Francisca said her
husband was disappeared after a relative--who had feuded
with her
husband over ownership of a plot of land--denounced Gonzalo
to the
military as a guerrilla supporter.
The exhumation in the children's
park is one of several near
Rabinal in recent months. Last May, for example, in a
joint Catholic-
Maya ceremony, residents reburied peasant farmers from
the village of
Plan de Sanchez who were massacred July 18, 1982. A wealthy
landowner had repeatedly warned them not to cross his
land when
returning from market in Rabinal. When they continued
to do so, he
called in the army, which murdered at least 180 people,
burning most of
them alive. From the ashes of the killing field the forensic
team
recovered 84 distinct skeletons, 25 of which were identified.
Military officials have decried
the exhumations as "an
orchestrated plan to disparage the armed forces" and
are keeping an eye
on who's digging where. When Paul showed up to cover
the exhumation
in Rabinal he was questioned by the police. At an exhumation
in nearby
Aqua Fria during February, forensic workers were filmed
by military
intelligence agents claiming to be journalists. Army
lawyers have
successfully blocked several other exhumations around
the country,
including a proposed dig at the Las Montanitas military
base near the
Mexican border. Human rights activists say as many as
600 bodies are
buried there, perhaps including that of Efrain Bamaca,
the guerrilla
commander married to U.S. lawyer Jennifer Harbury. Bamaca
was
captured in battle and later murdered after several weeks
of interrogation
supervised by a CIA-salaried Guatemalan colonel.
Tens of thousands of bodies--no
one knows the exact number--
await exhumation from mass graves throughout the highlands.
In most
cases, residents know where the graves are located, and
many relatives
secretly visit the graves to light candles and pray for
the dead. The fear
of speaking out publicly is slowly changing, however.
In February, the
Mutual Support Group released a list of 125 specific
sites where the
organization is demanding exhumations.
We write these words during Holy Week, a time to reflect
on death and
resurrection, a time to read again the passion narratives
and to
experience afresh the suffering, death, and resurrection
of Christ as we
open ourselves to our neighbors in this troubled land.
The powerful men
who ordered the assassination of Jesus are the same ones
who today
routinely order the torture and death of Guatemalan peasant
farmers,
union organizers, and human rights workers. For us, people
like
Francisca flesh out the Gospel story, encarnating hope
as they struggle to
survive in a world made hostile by those threatened by
resurrection.
Sitting in the children's park
waiting for her husband to be dug
up, Francisca seems for us a sort of icon, an image that
invites us into a
reality different than our own. During this Holy Week,
we ponder her
image, her life, her waiting. We recall others we have
come to know
here, people like Lucio, an indigenous Presbyterian pastor
in
Chimaltenango who courageously continues his human rights
advocacy
despite the assassination of two coworkers and a string
of death threats.
We recall Regina, who after 15 years of internal exile,
of losing her
husband and 16 other close family members to the repression,
continues
to believe that as long as others are there to share
the weight of the cross,
she will continue to hope and struggle for democracy
and peace.
Holy Week is also a time when life slows down a bit around
here, when
schools are closed and many families go on vacation.
For the poor,
however, there are few schools to close and no vacations,
and in the corn
fields around our home our neighbors rise early to plant
their fields.
Their falling hoes glint in the sunlight, rising and
falling to open holes in
the fertile earth where the farmers deposit their corn,
beans, and hope.
There are days when it seems
that as missionaries all we can do
is plant seeds and then, like our farmer neighbors, hope
that a harvest
awaits. In recent months our relationship with the leadership
of the
Guatemalan Methodist Church has been plagued by differing
understandings of what we're doing here. In the case
of Lyda's work, the
all-male national executive board of the church has done
almost all it
can to scuttle any meaningful ministry with women. It
has become
apparent that --to put it bluntly--the men who control
the church really
don't want women to be empowered. While that only underscores
the
importance of Lyda's work, it also means that she and
her coworkers--
two indigenous Methodist women--must spend a lot of energy
defending
the program from men who want to dismantle or disable
it.
Men control the Methodist Church
here. There are no women
pastors. There are no women elders in any of the churches.
Local
organizations of Methodist women are effectively required
by church
rules to have a man present at all their meetings. Not
surprisingly, that
man often ends up controlling decisions. These traditional
women's
groups, not surprisingly, have done little to educate
or empower women.
With funding from the United
Methodist General Board of
Global Ministries, a program was begun to accompany and
empower
women in the indigenous communities where the church
carries out its
ministry. Yet church leaders here promptly hired three
men to run the
program. When the GBGM demurred, the Guatemalan church
acquiesced and hired two women, at lower salaries.
After studying K'iche' for several
months, Lyda became
coordinator of the program, and she and her coworkers
have developed a
viable program despite continued tension with the denomination's
male
leadership. In August, for example, the program sponsored
a retreat for
35 indigenous women from Anglican and Methodist churches.
For
almost all the women, it was the first time they had
gathered with
women from another church. And it was the first time
that any had
gathered as just women with no men present.
During their time together,
the women studied HIV/AIDS, which
is silently spreading but about which there is a lot
of ignorance in rural
communities. They also discussed domestic violence, often
sharing
moving personal stories of suffering at the hands of
loved ones. The
retreat provided a safe place to share, where women could
realize that
they're not alone, they're not crazy, and that what's
happened to them is
not right.
Participants also looked at
women in pastoral ministry. Most of
them had been limited by their churches to arranging
the flowers on the
altar and cooking for men's gatherings. Studying several
women from the
Bible, they observed that God cares for women as full
people, and that
women have valuable talents to offer their community.
Lyda led a session on self-esteem,
asking the women to try and
say something they were each good at. They discovered
it was hard for
most of the participants to say, "I can do something
well." So Lyda asked
the women to help each other, and they opened up: "I
know that you can
sing well." "When your children are sick, you know how
to use herbs to
make them well." And so on. They filled sheets of newsprint
on the wall.
They talked about creation and how women were created
in God's
image. They decided that for women not to love and respect
themselves
was to denigrate God's wonderful creation. The sisters
went home with
their hearts a bit lighter, their heads a bit higher,
each one knowing that
God loves them just the way they are.
This year the program is carrying
out four regional workshops
designed around similar lines. (Special thanks to members
of our
supporting churches for providing most of the funding
for these
gatherings.) The first one comes in mid-April, just a
few days from now,
in the Ixil-speaking highlands around Cotzal in the north
of Quiche
province. In May the program begins training women from
several
communities in how to build cooking stoves that consume
less fire wood
and emit less smoke (see sidebar below).
The response from women at the
grassroots to these educational
events and development projects has been enthusiastic.
The tension with
the male leadership of the national church has taken
a heavy toll on
Lyda, however. We try to remind ourselves that all we
can do is plant
seeds. And remember the old cliche that missionaries
go where they are
needed but not wanted and stay until they are wanted
but not needed.
Paul is assigned halftime to
the Methodist Church here, and last
year he helped church leaders produce two issues of an
English-language
publication and one issue of a Spanish magazine. Further
work is
pending, but the church's executive board (yep, the same
bunch of guys)
is dragging its feet on how to proceed. Meanwhile, Paul
has helped the
church's Volunteers in Mission program get reorganized
and develop an
educational component for visiting work teams.
In his work as a journalist,
he's written about issues such as
refugees, street kids, land ownership, and murdered pastors
in
Guatemala, disappeared children and postwar reconciliation
in El
Salvador, and the collusion between several socially-responsible
mutual
funds in the U.S. and a glue manufacturer that helps
kill street children
in the Third World. He spent three days covering the
pope's visit to
Central America and three weeks following hurricanes
around the
Caribbean. While much of his writing and photographs
continue to haunt
the pages of United Methodist publications such as Response
and New
World Outlook, he also writes regularly for Ecumenical
Press
International, Latinamerica Press, and the National Catholic
Reporter,
and occasionally for magazines such as The Christian
Century and
Multinational Monitor.
Paul wrote a lot about Guatemala's recent elections, which
included the
participation of a left-of-center coalition--the New
Guatemala
Democratic Front--for the first time since the CIA coup
in 1954. During
the campaign, the Front's congressional candidate from
this province,
Manuela Alvarado, an indigenous woman from Cantel, occasionally
spent the night with us because of death threats against
her and other
coalition members.
The Front garnered almost 8
percent of the vote nationwide and
won several mayoral races in the highlands, an amazing
feat considering
that indigenous citizens have been marginalized from
the electoral
process and few are registered to vote. The Front's performance
marks
the continued opening of a political space within which
indigenous
activists and human rights groups can organize to change
Guatemalan
society.
The election of Alvaro Arzu
as president also offers grounds for
cautious optimism. Arzu is a right-wing businessman whose
party
nonetheless represents a more modern understanding of
capitalism than
that of the landed oligarchy that has traditionally controlled
Guatemala's
destiny. Arzu's perspective on government allows for
a greater level of
political and economic participation than Guatemala has
recently seen,
and the neoliberal technocrats who advise him seem intent
on
establishing ideological autonomy from past governments.
Arzu has taken a fresh approach
to peace negotiations with the
guerrillas, meeting secretly with guerrilla commanders
in December
while still a candidate, then openly in February after
taking office. Citing
an atmosphere of "mutual confidence," the guerrillas
announced an
indefinite cease-fire on March 19. Hopes have been kindled
for the
signing of a peace treaty this year, though two of the
topics remaining to
be discussed will prove particularly difficult, and how
they are dealt with
during the negotiations will signal whether peace for
Guatemala will
exist only on paper or will be built on authentic foundations
of economic
and political justice.
One of the two remaining topics
is agrarian reform, and while
Arzu certainly doesn't favor transferring large amounts
of land to the
poor (after all, that's what earned the ire of the U.S.
government in the
1950s), he will probably support some significant changes,
including
reorganizing the outdated and corrupt land title registry
and establishing
a tax on unused land. These are enough to anger the conservative
agro-
export sector, a group that in the past simply threw
out presidents it
didn't like.
The other thorny theme in the
talks concerns the role of the
military in a democratic society. The most powerful sector
of
Guatemalan society, the military has remained the power
behind the
throne since the introduction of democracy here in 1986.
Yet Arzu's
dealings with the army since taking office have set the
stage for a more
productive discussion of this theme than most observers
imagined a few
months ago. During his first month in office, Arzu removed
about half
the generals in the officer corps and began to whittle
away at a surplus of
colonels who use their military positions for illicit
enrichment,
controlling enterprises ranging from car theft to kidnaping
rings. More
than 50 top army officials are currently charged with
crimes, an
unprecedented development here. Yet in response to these
purges, crime
has increased dramatically, probably an attempt by disgruntled
officers
to destabilize Arzu's government.
While we applaud some of the
steps Arzu has taken to date, we're
waiting to see how much is substance and how much merely
an attempt
to peddle a different image of Guatemala to the international
community. And we remind ourselves that long-term change
will come
only from the poor themselves. The patient courage of
people like
Francisca, Lucio, Regina, and Manuela to struggle for
their rights gives
us hope that--if peace can be given a chance in Guatemala--things
will
change for this country's poor majority.
Well, there are lots of other things we don't have room
to write about
here: our trip back to Nicaragua last June (and how the
plane almost
crashed), our wonderful garden, how cold it got this
winter (14 degrees
Fahrenheit), how the kids are doing in school, the dog
and cat (Simba
and Mischief), our favorite escape (a remote village
on the edge of Lake
Atitlán), and so on. Please accept these few words
we write here as a
meager expression of our deep appreciation for your continuing
prayers
and financial support. Know that we keep you all close
in our prayers,
asking God to grant you the insight and courage to sow
justice and peace
in your own communities.
Paul and Lyda |