Friday, September 23, 2011

SMALL BUT HARD

      Sometimes the “big” things are easier than the “small” things. For example, it would probably be easier for me to die for my faith than to die to myself every day by washing the dishes after lunch! So one Wednesday, I asked the Lord to give me suffering, He gave me a TON of dishes to wash.
      Even though Samuel washed some, when it was my turn, I kept hoping something would happen, like that a mouse would run towards me so that I would have to wait until dad got it out of the kitchen. “Wait a minute,” I said to myself. “ I just asked for this, and now I'm complaining about it!” After I realized that I should be grateful to God for sending me so many dishes to wash, I started to be more cheerful. I did alright at first, but after a while I had to keep reminding myself that it would be a good sacrifice if I did it with love.      
     One of Fr. Joe's (the Catholic priest here) favorite sayings from the Bible is, “The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.” It's true, things may seem easy, but really, they're very hard.
      Example #2: When my mom gave me an assignment for school, I wrote it in the same notebook that I had also written a letter encouraging the reader about the Catholic faith. I wanted to cut it out and put it in a bottle in the sea and hope someone would find it and read it, but my mom found it first. Father Joe had just called to ask if mom and dad could share a few words after Communion at a public school Mass the next day. You can guess what happened next. My mom said I should share that letter at the Mass. “Are you still going to share, too?” I asked my mom. I was nervous, especially if I was the only one to share. “We'll share a few words too, but I think the letter is perfect! Also, it will be more powerful from a young person since we will be talking to kids about your age.” Here was my chance, but I was nervous, I never had to talk in front of that big of a crowd like that. “Here's your chance, Meredith. You keep telling me how much you want to tell everyone how much God loves them!” mom told me. “I know, I'll at least pray about it.” I said.
Then we got a text that said we had to renew our visas that same day. “It's good you made that speech already,” dad told me. “I have to leave to C.D.O ( a city on another island) to renew our visas, and won't be able to give my talk! Just make sure you read it slowly, loudly and clearly, so that they can understand.” I felt pretty sure that I would speak, but at the end of the day, right before bed...
     “Mooooom! I'm REALLY nervous!!!!!!”
      “Don't worry about it, you don't have to read it, but it really would be better coming from a child.”
      The next morning, after my mom and I were prayed over, we drove to the school where the chairs were set up outside to serve as pews. “Mom, I'm so nervous! I'm not gonna do it.”
      “Meredith, it's ok. I would really like you to, but you don't have to-- no one is forcing you.” my mom reassured me kindly.
      “Can you say it for me?” I asked my mom hopefully.
      “It would be better if it came from you. Look,” she said, pointing to a sign hanging on a tree right in front of us. It read: “99% of failure comes from people who make excuses” I smiled, I guess God was telling me to do this. Fr. Joe called us to sit with the altar servers. “So you and Meredith are both going to speak.” he reminded us. We nodded. That, too, was a sign from God, I thought.
      After Holy Communion, we introduced ourselves and mom spoke about being home wherever God sends us, because we know He has plans for us there. She said we weren't any happier in the U.S than we are here, which is true. She told them also that the ways that the world tells us to be happy(like having more material goods and outer beauty) are not true, but that God can make us happy.
      When mom finished her talk, she handed me the microphone and I began in a shaky voice:
      "Good morning! I would like to introduce myself. I am a Catholic missionary with my family, here in the Philippines, Sagay, Camiguin. I am eleven years old. My name is Meredith, and my nickname is Mi Mi. I want to encourage you to be faithful to Jesus. Being Catholic is a special privilege! Jesus established the Catholic Church and wants all of us to follow Him and to teach others to follow Him. One of the best ways to attract people to the faith is to be an example. At school or at work you could be good to those who are not good to you. Jesus says, “Blessed are you when people hate you, reject you, persecute you, and say you are evil, all because of the Son of Man.” Never be ashamed of your faith in Jesus Christ! He is everything you ever wanted and more! I hope these words lift you up and are encouraging to you on your journey home to heaven, Thank you!"
      After we finished, Father whispered thank you to us and said that he almost cried at my message! He said he would have to give me and even Maddie more opportunities to speak. I felt encouraged because I thought I probably sounded terrible since I was shaking. I was glad I decided to read my message after all!
      Example #3: Just a few days ago, a poor lady who had come recently came again to our house. We read the Bible to her and gave her some food. Then we decided to pray the Divine Mercy Chaplet, so we gave her a rosary. She thought it was for her to keep. Well, it turned out that it was my rosary that they had given her. I was sort of sad that I would have to give up my rosary, but then I saw her happy face. “This is for me?” she asked.
      “Sure!” my mom said. She didn't know it was mine. I decided to let her have it, to make her happy. Now I'm so happy, because I gave it to her.
      When we say we love God, He will challenge us to prove it in ways that are hard for us. I hope I can keep saying “yes” to all that He asks of me.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

My Life As a Missionary



     The past five months of living here in the Philippines have been the most blessed moments of my life.  When my family made the choice to become foreign missionaries with Family Missions Company about a year ago (it has already been that long ago?), I didn't know what God had in store for us.  Now, I can't imagine a life of not being missionaries.
     Now that I know what it is like being a missionary-- exciting, always trusting in God for everything we need, etc., I'm laughing at myself, thinking about how scared I was to leave my friends, relatives, my State (Kansas), to live simply, and become a missionary with my family.  I remember the very first night that my mom found the website for the mission company, Family Missions Company, and told me, “Look!  Isn't this amazing?  A company that trains Catholic families to be missionaries.”  She was excited, but right when I heard that, I became upset at the idea of leaving everything and, after transferring to another State for the training, to go to an unknown country and spread God's word.  I did not really think that our family would become missionaries and I was upset anytime that they brought up the idea.  A few months later, my family and I went on a trip to Louisiana where the missionary training place is.  We were visiting there because we wanted to see how the missionaries'  lives were like.  After our stay there, I felt so much better about serving God as missionaries.  When we arrived back home in Kansas, we almost immediately started donating things that we didn't need to the second-hand stores and we even sold things that were not necessary, but what would be considered necessary to others.  Things such as our furniture, TV, computer, and when we were sure of becoming missionaries, we even sold some of our beds!  When my family and I left for missionary training last September, I was still a little nervous but I knew that we had made the right decision.
     I have mentioned before that I couldn't imagine how my life would be if I wasn't a missionary.  If I was not a missionary, what would my life be like?  Before our training in Louisiana, I did not read the Bible on my own at all, almost.  In training, I learned the real importance of reading scripture everyday.  Reading God's word daily really helps me in applying it to my own life and it gives me a good start for the day since I read it every morning before school.  Trusting in God also plays a very big part in a missionary's life.  I've learned to pray about everything and worry about nothing.  A good story to share on this goes this way... Last month, we were at the mainland, Cagayan de Oro.  We were visiting the missionaries there, Susanna and Teresa, at their apartment.  The boys were playing on the stairs behind us and were doing fine until we heard a loud boom.  We rushed over to see that my baby brother Julian (then, 16 months old) had fallen down a few stairs and landed on the floor of tile.  He wasn't crying very hard which was not normal, and when my mother picked him up he passed out.  We were all screaming, “Jesus!” and singing songs for help.  I thought Julian was dying.  While we were still praying, he woke up from his black out!  My parents took him to the hospital to make sure he was okay.  I have to admit, I had faith in God and that He would work everything out for good, but my faith wavered a little.  But God did work everything out for the better.  Julian was fine (Praise the Lord!) and  I only wish that I had had a stronger trust or faith.
     I sometimes ask myself, “Why did God choose my family to be missionaries?” Not in a bad way, but in a way of feeling that we were called out of so many people to be the messengers of God, do we really deserve everything that He's done for us?  He has:
ñ  Brought us safely to the Philippines and without trouble.
ñ  Taken care of all of our problems, small and big (for example, Julian was fine).
ñ  Given us a ton of ministry.
How can we thank Him enough or repay Him for everything?
     Even though a missionary life is, for me, the ideal life, there are still times where I don't feel very missionary spirited.  For example:  A few of my friend's from school always want to come home with me to eat at my house at school lunch break time.  I've already been looking forward to a nice,quiet mealtime with only my family and myself, to having a moment's rest, and I have already been planning to tell them stories of my morning session and want to hear their stories,too.  I can't tell my friends that they cannot come home with me, though, that would seem rude.  So, I let them come home with me but I don't always look very happy about it.  I'm learning to always be open or available to anyone who needs me.
     We waited so long to be out in the field as missionaries, and were told about how great missions is by our missionary friends.  I feel so blessed to actually experience, myself, being God's speaker.  Please keep my family in your prayers, and all of the other FMC missionaries as well.  God called our family.  Could He be calling yours?



By: Madeline Alvarez


Sunday, July 10, 2011

A Poem, A Reflection, and My Missionary Brothers-- From Meredith

Jesus
By: Meredith Alvarez

I raised them up,
They brought me down
I hugged them,
They stabbed my back
I crowned them with gold and silver,
They repaid that gift with thorns
I praised them and helped them up,
They mocked me and brought me down
I thirst and suffer,
They drink and rejoice like fools
But then, they open their eyes and see what I have done for them
They beat their breasts in sorrow for their sins,
And I, the GREAT GOD forgive them.
“I AM,
THE
AGONIZING
JESUS
WHO
LOVES
YOU!" 
Reflection on Esther
About a month ago, while I was reading the book of Esther in my prayer time, I read a really awesome verse: “Since I came here, the only thing that has brought me joy is my worship of you, LORD God of Abraham.” (c:29). It spoke to me, because the past days before, I was thinking things like, “why are we here in the Philippines? I want to go home!” but when I read that, I was thinking, God has brought me closer to Him in my time here, so even if I'm here only to be brought closer to God, that's what should bring me joy!
Now, I can see that God did have plans for us, such as the youth group we have every other Sunday. It has been going very well, and I think the youth really enjoy it. We also volunteered to help at a daycare center on Mondays. I'm so glad we found a mission here!
LITTLE MISSIONARIES
Vincent, Samuel and baby Julian are great missionaries! Here are some funny examples : 
On the plane ride here, to the Philippines, my family and I were relaxing on us kids' FIRST airplane and enjoying the view, when, all of a sudden we heard little Vincent singing. “ Savior, he can move the mountains, my God is mighty to save! He is mighty to save!...” Almost ALL of the people in our section of the plane were laughing.
So even before we set foot in the Philippines, Vincent was being a good witness to others!
“Praise You, Jesus!”
One time, Vincent wanted to swim in the sea with dad and the other boys, but he couldn't find his swim shorts. He looked and looked but he still couldn't find them. After a while, it was time for his nap. He went to his bed, and when he looked behind his bed, he pulled out his swim shorts,
“PRAISE YOU, JESUS! I FOUND MY SWIM TRUNKS!!”
Ju Ju
Whenever we play the Christian music on the radio Julian gets really excited and starts dancing and sometimes even lifts up his hands to praise God! And whenever he is fussy, we turn on the music and he stops crying; he loves God and music!
Samuel
The other day, Samuel said, “In Heaven, everyone will sit on God's lap, and no one will be scrunched!”

“Truly I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.”- Luke 18:17

Friday, June 24, 2011

My "Beautiful but Ugly" School

Monday, June 6th, I started my first day of school at the local high school (equivalent to U.S.7th-10th grade), Holy Rosary High School. The school is, as some say, 'beautiful but ugly'. The teachers and students are friendly and helpful, but the school building itself is run down and badly in need of repairs.
When we went to the school for me to be enrolled, my mom and I noticed the big puddles of water on the floors. We couldn't not notice them. It had rained the night before and the roof had leaked. We had to walk through the water and my mom almost slipped and fell, it was so bad. I instantly started thinking, “What do the students do if classes are going on and it rains?” Well, this week it rained in the morning and the back of my classroom had puddles, so we had to move our desks closer to the front. The hallway was wet and kids were sliding down it for fun. We didn't get our books until this week. The library where they were kept floods when it rains, too.
      Fr. Joe is trying to get the school roof fixed, but he must do it a little at a time, as funds allow. Another problem is that he won't be able to pay the workers enough for the work. The men will only get paid about $2 U.S. Dollars a day! Even here, this is way underpaid. My parents are starting to tithe some of our donated mission funds specifically for school repairs, but what is needed is a large amount given at once. Donations would be very helpful towards fixing the roof and other things that need repairs. Maybe one of you will feel inspired to hold a fundraiser for this cause. This could even be a youth group project.
      Father is trying his hardest to keep Holy Rosary High School open. It is important to the members of the community who volunteer their time teaching and helping to run the school in a Christian way. It is also important to me as a student. I have made new friends and some seem to need attention from me and others. I am going to start a Bible study for anyone from school who wants to come. I think that, after a few weeks, they will benefit a lot from it.
      Final Statement: Holy Rosary High School of Sagay, Camiguin Island, Philippines needs your help!!!    Thank you!!! ~Maddie