I'm blessed by my Lord and saviour Christ, by allowing me to take part in that event, World Youth Day Denver Colorado 1993. It was a very beautiful experience that I had getting closer to the Lord and enjoying every second every moment especially the companionship of all my fellow brothers and sisters from my Parish in Orange County Ca. I was in my teen's when we made the trip from California to Denver Colorado. I say about 14, I was a young kid who grew up in a rough neighborhood seeing other young teens mixed in gang violence. That wasn't my thing. I was just a normal kid. I'm glad that back then we didn't have cell phones, I don't think pagers were even out yet. A 14-year-old only carried his walkman, to listen to music while going on a trip. We didn't have all these gadgets that we have nowadays, unfortunately. Let's back to this story. It was a caravan of about 8 huge buses that left the parish that cool morning. All I had was my pack back, slepping bag and probably $50 dollars for the 2-week trip. Before I continue just wanted to say that everything had been taken care of, like food and board. It was during the summer that this event took place, so when we left the parish, our first stop was in Las Vegas, and it was extremely hot. Thank God we were just there to have lunch. Our group was a pretty big one, I say about 200 to 300 people in total, just coming from one Parish. We continued our trip towards Utah which I had never been to before, actually I had never travelled outside of my neighborhood, so I had never visited or seen the other beautiful states that are in our union. I was just so happy enjoying the scenery. It was about 5:00 p.m. in the afternoon that we had arrived to Utah. We stayed in a nice motel for the night but before we ended the night, the entire group headed towards a church that was to receive us to celebrate mass. Let me remind you, this was a pilgrimage, so of course we prayed, we sang psalms we had mass, we praised the Lord!!! At the same time, we had a lot of time to have fun, to enjoy the companionship of everyone who was there especially my friends that I knew and that were also around my age. We had a blast! We had so much fun, and it was just a nice, good feeling been all together. To this day I still see the same friends which I grew up with in church. The next morning, which was the second day of our trip, I remember that it was about 3 or 4 in the afternoon. We had made it into the Colorado State, I don't remember the name of the city where we had made our final stop for that day. Again, we all checked in into our rooms and gathered outside to head towards a convention center where we were to be hosted and served dinner. The next day, we had morning prayer, which in Spanish we call them Laudes before continuing on our bus trip and finally arriving to our final location where we were to spend our days in Colorado. We finally made it; Frisco Colorado is where we stayed. I fell in love with place, Frisco Colorado, it is a nice and charming town surrounded by beautiful mountains and a lake. A totally different environment than the one I was used to. The days that we spent there we were staying in these beautiful big two-story houses, they kind of looked like huge modern cabins. It was about 7 people per household that we were all staying in throughout Frisco. I really fell in love with this town. Whoever lives there can't say otherwise, it's beautiful. You see, at a young age I was really taken away from the adventure I was having and enjoying life and the beauty that it is.
When we were all given word that we were to leave one morning to Denver from Frisco to see the pope, (well actually we were all to arrive to the place where the event would be taken place before the Pope arrived) everyone in our group got only their backpacks and slepping bags, only what was needed, the essentials. We departed from the homes that we were staying in, in Frisco because we were to return the next day. We got to Denver and our buses arrived at their specific drop off location, but I didn't imagine what was to come. I had never walked that much before in my life, I thank God that he gave me the strength to push forward because it's hard for me to ambulate all my life due to an impairment. We walked for about 3 hours heading towards where we were to gather with everyone else on this pilgrimage. When we made it to the campground site, I don't know if I should call it like that or just mention that it was nothing but open land for miles in every direction. I only remember seen green hills and hundreds of thousands of people that day. The pope paid us a visit in the evening only passing by on his helicopter to see the masses! The next day, we all celebrated and participated in the mass and after everything was over, we said our goodbyes to the pope as he departed that afternoon. Well, it was time to walk back to our buses and head back to Frisco. We stayed two more days in Frisco and started the journey back home. I think in total we stayed about 5 days in Frisco. On the way back we didn't return the same way, we left Colorado and drove onto New Mexico where we stayed the night. I can remember when we arrived in New Mexico we drove into this small town. I don't quite remember why we went there, but I do remember getting our butts beat in basketball by the locals. It was the 90s the Jordan era and every kid played ball. I remember we stayed in a decent motel that same day after we had left that place, we had visited. I took a walk to the nearest local restaurant and kind of looked like Mexican, but it really wasn't authentic Mexican food. It was more like New Mexico food cooked by the natives. No pun intended. Hang in there, were almost finished. We left NM the next morning and headed towards Arizona, I don't remember much only the Grand Canyon and a lady throwing her baby's diaper into the canyon. I know, not cool. Well, it is the last day of our pilgrimage and were leaving Arizona and heading to California. I still remember coming into California, it was a beautiful sunny day. We were excited, tired and at the same time a bit sad. I felt sad, because I wanted the adventure to continue, but I was aware that all things come to an end and is time to face reality. People have to go to work, and I had to go to school. Obviously, I can't remember everything, and if I did, imagine. I would be able to write a book about my experiences as a young kid been active with my Parish and partaking in all our events and the most important one, the Eucharist. Our Lady of Pilar will forever hold a very special place in my heart until the Lord takes me from this world. Yo vengo a reunir a todas las naciones! Vendran y veran mi Gloria. Vendran!!! y veran my Gloria!! Gloria! Gloria! Gloria. If you know, you know. I wish this generation especially the kids, would have the opportunity to experience what I had experienced and open themselves to get to know Jesus Christ and to bring the Lord into their lives. Just as I have been blessed and fortunate to have had a closer relationship with Christ my Lord and Savior. God Bless You.
I watched on TV from my great grandmother's TV room. This wyd began a conversion in my heart which took many years to come to fruit. God bless you all, and thank you, Lord, for your holy church.
Again this is great stuff keep pumping it out the young people of the world are ravinious for Truth for True Life for God! Indeed the whole world is! 19-12-2033
How wonderful it is to see our late and beloved holy father , Pope John Paul II alive and in good health , not the frail man we see later on . Too see his wry smile and to hear his voice once more . To all those people that were there at that World Youth Day. U were looking at a saint in the making . Sadly this is all we have left of him , he lives on thru these videos . Praise b Jesus Christ .
David, you were all Blessed to have had this experience. Very happy for you, Bob and Dan to have this video Just watched 'World Youth Day Mass in Panama', they sang 'We are One Body'. The Sister who narrated said 'it may bring back memories to many of you'. :-) God Bless
Wasn’t that brutal?? I had to lug a backpack that weighed almost thirty pounds and had sandals on because they said it was only going to be about a mile walk. Five miles later, lol! Thank God my little group of four found a family that drove us back to Denver on Sunday.
"Young people,do not be afraid to be holy.Fly high.Do not be afraid to be saints...Your time has come!The church needs you.You are the youth of the church,the church of hope".John Paul II.
I was there with a group of about 20 other young men and women. An unforgettable experience.
I'm blessed by my Lord and saviour Christ, by allowing me to take part in that event, World Youth Day Denver Colorado 1993. It was a very beautiful experience that I had getting closer to the Lord and enjoying every second every moment especially the companionship of all my fellow brothers and sisters from my Parish in Orange County Ca. I was in my teen's when we made the trip from California to Denver Colorado. I say about 14, I was a young kid who grew up in a rough neighborhood seeing other young teens mixed in gang violence. That wasn't my thing. I was just a normal kid. I'm glad that back then we didn't have cell phones, I don't think pagers were even out yet. A 14-year-old only carried his walkman, to listen to music while going on a trip. We didn't have all these gadgets that we have nowadays, unfortunately. Let's back to this story.
It was a caravan of about 8 huge buses that left the parish that cool morning. All I had was my pack back, slepping bag and probably $50 dollars for the 2-week trip. Before I continue just wanted to say that everything had been taken care of, like food and board. It was during the summer that this event took place, so when we left the parish, our first stop was in Las Vegas, and it was extremely hot. Thank God we were just there to have lunch. Our group was a pretty big one, I say about 200 to 300 people in total, just coming from one Parish. We continued our trip towards Utah which I had never been to before, actually I had never travelled outside of my neighborhood, so I had never visited or seen the other beautiful states that are in our union. I was just so happy enjoying the scenery.
It was about 5:00 p.m. in the afternoon that we had arrived to Utah. We stayed in a nice motel for the night but before we ended the night, the entire group headed towards a church that was to receive us to celebrate mass. Let me remind you, this was a pilgrimage, so of course we prayed, we sang psalms we had mass, we praised the Lord!!! At the same time, we had a lot of time to have fun, to enjoy the companionship of everyone who was there especially my friends that I knew and that were also around my age. We had a blast! We had so much fun, and it was just a nice, good feeling been all together. To this day I still see the same friends which I grew up with in church.
The next morning, which was the second day of our trip, I remember that it was about 3 or 4 in the afternoon. We had made it into the Colorado State, I don't remember the name of the city where we had made our final stop for that day. Again, we all checked in into our rooms and gathered outside to head towards a convention center where we were to be hosted and served dinner. The next day, we had morning prayer, which in Spanish we call them Laudes before continuing on our bus trip and finally arriving to our final location where we were to spend our days in Colorado.
We finally made it; Frisco Colorado is where we stayed. I fell in love with place, Frisco Colorado, it is a nice and charming town surrounded by beautiful mountains and a lake. A totally different environment than the one I was used to. The days that we spent there we were staying in these beautiful big two-story houses, they kind of looked like huge modern cabins. It was about 7 people per household that we were all staying in throughout Frisco. I really fell in love with this town. Whoever lives there can't say otherwise, it's beautiful. You see, at a young age I was really taken away from the adventure I was having and enjoying life and the beauty that it is.
When we were all given word that we were to leave one morning to Denver from Frisco to see the pope, (well actually we were all to arrive to the place where the event would be taken place before the Pope arrived) everyone in our group got only their backpacks and slepping bags, only what was needed, the essentials. We departed from the homes that we were staying in, in Frisco because we were to return the next day. We got to Denver and our buses arrived at their specific drop off location, but I didn't imagine what was to come. I had never walked that much before in my life, I thank God that he gave me the strength to push forward because it's hard for me to ambulate all my life due to an impairment. We walked for about 3 hours heading towards where we were to gather with everyone else on this pilgrimage. When we made it to the campground site, I don't know if I should call it like that or just mention that it was nothing but open land for miles in every direction. I only remember seen green hills and hundreds of thousands of people that day. The pope paid us a visit in the evening only passing by on his helicopter to see the masses! The next day, we all celebrated and participated in the mass and after everything was over, we said our goodbyes to the pope as he departed that afternoon.
Well, it was time to walk back to our buses and head back to Frisco. We stayed two more days in Frisco and started the journey back home. I think in total we stayed about 5 days in Frisco.
On the way back we didn't return the same way, we left Colorado and drove onto New Mexico where we stayed the night. I can remember when we arrived in New Mexico we drove into this small town. I don't quite remember why we went there, but I do remember getting our butts beat in basketball by the locals. It was the 90s the Jordan era and every kid played ball. I remember we stayed in a decent motel that same day after we had left that place, we had visited. I took a walk to the nearest local restaurant and kind of looked like Mexican, but it really wasn't authentic Mexican food. It was more like New Mexico food cooked by the natives. No pun intended.
Hang in there, were almost finished. We left NM the next morning and headed towards Arizona, I don't remember much only the Grand Canyon and a lady throwing her baby's diaper into the canyon. I know, not cool.
Well, it is the last day of our pilgrimage and were leaving Arizona and heading to California. I still remember coming into California, it was a beautiful sunny day. We were excited, tired and at the same time a bit sad. I felt sad, because I wanted the adventure to continue, but I was aware that all things come to an end and is time to face reality. People have to go to work, and I had to go to school.
Obviously, I can't remember everything, and if I did, imagine. I would be able to write a book about my experiences as a young kid been active with my Parish and partaking in all our events and the most important one, the Eucharist.
Our Lady of Pilar will forever hold a very special place in my heart until the Lord takes me from this world.
Yo vengo a reunir a todas las naciones! Vendran y veran mi Gloria. Vendran!!! y veran my Gloria!! Gloria! Gloria! Gloria.
If you know, you know.
I wish this generation especially the kids, would have the opportunity to experience what I had experienced and open themselves to get to know Jesus Christ and to bring the Lord into their lives. Just as I have been blessed and fortunate to have had a closer relationship with Christ my Lord and Savior.
God Bless You.
BLESS US SAINT POPE THANK GOD FOR YOUR LIFE THAT YOU SHARE TO US WE LOVE YOU FOREVER. YOUR ARE REMAIN ON OUR HEART.
I was there also, it was a touching moment.
I watched on TV from my great grandmother's TV room.
This wyd began a conversion in my heart which took many years to come to fruit.
God bless you all, and thank you, Lord, for your holy church.
I was there with the contingent from Steubenville! Thanks for uploading.
St. Peter's successor . Good vibrations for sure !
Best time of my life, I was there 💕💕
Chance of a lifetime . Glad you got it on it : )
I envy you.What a great experience that must have been to feel the spirit of joy,deep faith,and happyness.
God bless
As was I was there as well. Crazy to think that it was 30 years ago in just a few days.
I was there as well... Greetings from Italy!
Again this is great stuff keep pumping it out the young people of the world are ravinious for Truth for True Life for God! Indeed the whole world is! 19-12-2033
How wonderful it is to see our late and beloved holy father , Pope John Paul II alive and in good health , not the frail man we see later on . Too see his wry smile and to hear his voice once more . To all those people that were there at that World Youth Day. U were looking at a saint in the making . Sadly this is all we have left of him , he lives on thru these videos . Praise b Jesus Christ .
David, you were all Blessed to have had this experience.
Very happy for you, Bob and Dan to have this video
Just watched 'World Youth Day Mass in Panama', they sang 'We are One Body'. The Sister who narrated said 'it may bring back memories to many of you'. :-) God Bless
Omg, that walk to that pilgrimage to that park. Oye! My feet STILL hurt!
Wasn’t that brutal?? I had to lug a backpack that weighed almost thirty pounds and had sandals on because they said it was only going to be about a mile walk. Five miles later, lol! Thank God my little group of four found a family that drove us back to Denver on Sunday.
I shared with the holy, and now blessed Pope🕊
"Young people,do not be afraid to be holy.Fly high.Do not be afraid to be saints...Your time has come!The church needs you.You are the youth of the church,the church of hope".John Paul II.
I was there.
And obviously it was a good morning .
I was there, it was wonderful. We yelled at him in spanish: "Juan Pablo Segundo te quiere todo el mundo".
i loved you John Paul II
Awesome secret service work.. proud of my boys
i respect pope John Paul II and his work as he stuck up for women and their rights to be in the church and in the world
Where is a Great Pontiff when you need him.
In your pocket
Certainly not the one we have now in 2022.
I built the stage for this
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