Misyon Online - September-October 1992

September-October 1992

By Fr Joseph Panabang SVD

Where am I?
When you have malaria for the first time, you dread having it again. But if you have had it more than three times, it becomes ordinary: you begin to play with it not knowing by doing so you are courting more troubles. That was how it happened. Thinking it will be over tomorrow, on the third day, it got much worse. Semi conscious, my fellow priest brought me to the Holy Family Hospital. I could hear the voice of a Sister commanding her nurses, “quick, quick...” Late in the morning I was awakened by strange gurgling noise, the splash of water, and the cries of babies. I mumbled to my nurse, “Where am i?” At the maternity ward,” said she with squeals of delight.

Filipino Among the Ayramas

By: Fr. Arsenio Redulla, SCC

Arsenio (Dodong) Redulla, a Diocesan priest from the Diocese of Iligan, volunteered to work with the Columbans for three years. He was appointed to Chile. Subsequently, he decided to stay on for another three years. Here shares a little of his Chilean odyssey.

Off to Chile
From 1983 to 1989 I work as a volunteer missionary priest with the Columban Fathers in the Diocese of Iquique, Chile, South America.

Gaby, Romy and the Chicken

Gabriela, a Korean lay missionary working with the Columban Fathers in Luzon, shows us that lay mission is also ‘learning’.

No Stairs
Romy has not walked for five years. Since that day the car it him he has been depending on a wheelchairs to  get around. That’s easy enough in his own house because it is designed without stairs. That’s the house he shares with eighteen others in wheelchairs. “The house of the  Handicapable” – in Novaliches, a Manila suburb, and my first parish assignment as a lay missionary from Korea. It was there that I first met Romy. He and his companions have taught me many things in the past six months.

Guayaquil: Church Under Attack

By: Fr. Ed Fugoso, SVD

I am a missionary working in the Vicariate of El Guasmo, Guayaquil, Ecuador. A growing problem in my adopted country is the onslaught of aggressive proselytizing Fundamentalist originating in North America.

Forty Hours
Recently, to culminate our traditional “Las 40 Horas” (40 hours exposition of the Blessed Sacrament) we organized a procession around a different parish distinct before finally ending with the holy Mass. We stopped in 10 different stations and prayed for the families who received us and all the residents of their sector.

I was hungry I was homeless, and...

By: Sr. Brenda Villarin, D. C.

Missionary in Ethiopia

Throughout the 14 years of my missionary work in Ethiopia our Lord has filled me with “good things.” What good things? The opportunity to minister to His needy people in the re-settlement village, people relocated by the government from the famine stricken area to more verdant farm lands

‘Salaam, I’m Lost’

Memories of Ethiopia

By: Fr. Edgardo Espiritu, SDB

Ethiopia has just emerged from a turbulent period in it’s history. Fr. Espiritu lived there during those 15 traumatic years. He shares with us some of his experiences.

The panoramic view I daily enjoy from my room, perched high on the tower of the Don Bosco  Retreat House in Mambucal, reminds me daily of a far away country, Ethiopia, where I spent almost fifteen years as a missionary. Of course, Mambucal except for the letter Mhas nothing to compare with Makale. Where I now see verdant forest, Makale can only boast of brownish desert sands. But then Makale was 9,000feet above see level, where as now I am only at a barely 1,000 feet. Each has a beauty all its own, as well as memories that are dear to me. One such memorable event would be my first meeting with the young who on May 3, 1992 will be ordained the FIRST ETHIOPIAN PRIEST.

I meet Fessehatson, in a very strange way.

The Monk Who Ordains Trees

The Venerable Phra Prachak is a quiet Buddhist monk. But for his effort to save the forests from destruction, he has become a target of the Thai military’s National Peace Keeping Council

Beautiful Forest
In 1989, after 12 years in monastic robes, Venerable Phra arrived at a forest named Dong Yai in the Prakum district of northeast Thailand. With the encouragement of the villagers, he agreed to establish a monastery on the condition that the villagers help him protect 5000 hectares of forest for the practice of dharma, an aspect of the Buddhist religion, and ecological conservation.

Umipig: Healing for Homesick Hearts

By: Fr. Joseph Panabang, SVD

A longing Invades the Heart
You can take the Filipino out of the Philippines but not the Philippines out of the Filipino, says the cover page of Fr. Ben Carreon’s JOKE ONLY. Living outside the Philippines, we the Filipino missionaries, priest, sisters and brothers finds this truth a brutal reality. As a stranger working in a foreign country where you are the only obruni koko (foreigner) in a black community, the longing to be with co- Filipinos at times invades your heart so strongly that you cannot help from wanting it. For this reasons, once a year, in the second week of Easter, in particular, all of us Filipino priest, sisters, brothers (with Filipino lay people working here in Ghana invited) gather for a reunion that lasts usually four days. We call this reunion UMIPIG - Ugnayan ng mga Misyonerong Pinoy sa Ghana (at Toga din)