01 November 2015

Some Saints on the road to Bamba

The Likoni ferry

  ALL SAINTS DAY

     I  have been back to Mombasa for one month now.  I made my first trip to the remotest clinic in Bamba.  Along the way I saw this little home (which they call a hotel)  with the words etched in the paint...WE LOVE THOSE WHO HATE US.  On the ground lay two sticks in the form of a cross next to a small cooking pot. I stopped and asked them if I could take a picture and they were happy to share their faith in this way with you.  I continue to ponder the faith and love that made that simple etching along a dirt road in the middle of nowhere!

     Despite their quotation of one of Jesus' most radical admonitions, they certainly haven't heard anything about the Pope who echoes these words.  He is coming to Kenya at the end of this month.  He will not visit the Basilica.  He will say Mass at Nairobi University, spend two hours in an informal settlement (slum) and meet with a group of youths.  He's coming to meet ordinary people like these on the Likoni ferry.  I spent five hours waiting to cross on this ferry after my clinic that side last week.  Of the five ferries, three were broken and only two were working.  We also heard that the workers were 'going slow'...a type of strike action for better wages.
      The process for registering to attend the ceremonies for the Pope is detailed and thorough.  Already the process has been closed and only those who have presented their details will be given registration cards that may allow them to attend one of the functions.  I remember the spirit and enthusiasm of his visit to the US when I was still there at the end of September.  I hope that Kenyans will also be encouraged by his integrity to follow his example of service to those in most need.

     Thanksgiving is coming up and it is time to remember with gratitude all of you who have supported us with your prayers, letters/emails and donations.  This picture was drawn for my neighbors in Urbana by the children that Teresa Villaruz teaches.  Their school is in St. Francis Parish, Kibarani.  My neighbors,Tiffany and Tintin, had made friendship bracelets for the children which they absolutely loved!!!  I hope the gratitude and love these children show in their art painted on a plastic bag that once held the food they are served in the school will remind you of the many people you have helped us to serve.

 

ASANTE SANA!!!

THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!

 

PEACE OF THE GOLDEN LEAVES OF AUTUMN TO YOU

     

01 October 2015



Susan at Walk for the Poor, St. Patrick Parish

 

I'M CONVINCED WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE. I'M SURE.

 

Pope Francis said this during his talk to the US Congress...a talk that mesmerized me. His image also accompanied a large group of us at St. Pat's parish on Sept 26th when we walked to raise money for those in need at my home parish.

 

I left the US on Sept 29th and arrived here in Nairobi last night.  The trip was long but otherwise uneventful.  I'm happy to be back in Kenya.  (As an update, it is now 3rd Oct and I arrived in Mombasa well last night!)

Pope Francis will be coming to Kenya at the end of November and I hope that he will bring as much inspiration and encouragement as I felt in the US.  I also hope that we will all continue to reexamine our lives in light of the needs of those less fortunate so that we can make a difference in the world we live in.                                                                                                     

     While at home I saw the full lunar eclipse on Sept 27th.  Magnificent, as is this photo, courtesy of Kevin Kuehn, for those of you who missed it.  When I reached Nairobi last night I saw the same moon as I walked out of the airport, now beginning it's wane.  I had a wonderful break with my family and friends and now I'm happy to be back in Kenya...intending to make a difference...for the better! 







PEACE OF THE THIS WONDERFUL MOONLIGHT TO YOU! 

Lunar Eclipse 27 September 2015

 



 

01 September 2015

Susan at 40th Anniversary Maryknoll Lay Missioners

SMILES

    For me this has been a month of smiles.  On 8th August I was in Maryknoll NY for the 40th celebration of Maryknoll Lay Missioners.  I was asked to give the keynote address and said yes before I really knew what I was getting into.  I thought this was just another talk of the normal kind I'm often asked to give.  Thanks be to God it went well and I can send you a copy if you're interested.  There were about 150 people present and I met many I hadn't seen for years.  It was a wonderful celebration of laity in mission with Maryknoll.

Nagele Family Reunion

     Next, on 15th August we were able to take Dad to the Nagele family reunion in Sheldon Illinois.  Besides being able to see his 96 year old sister Genevra, who is next to me, he saw about 80 others from the Nagele clan.  He also enjoyed looking at the corn and the beans which are doing well.

Marty and Susan at St Patrick Parish Activity Day

     Then on 16th August I participated in the Activities Day at my parish in Urbana Illinois.  Marty works with youth in the parish and we hope that more young people will learn about Maryknoll and think about joining us in overseas ministry.

     I've also been smiling at the way the campaign for the next presidential election is unfolding.  It's hard to find people discussing issues.  The candidates start so far ahead of election day and we spend so much money.  People my age are telling me they will vote.  That makes me smile more.  I remember how Kenyans stood in the blazing sun and pouring rain for up to 11 hours to be able to vote.  Few of my nieces or nephews plan to vote but I'm still one of those who cherishes the right and feels it's my duty.  There's no new news from Kenya so, for the moment, all is quiet and life continues on.  I will be in the US until 29th September when I leave to return to Kenya.

     I'm also smiling because Pope Francis has declared today 

 World Day of prayer for the Care of Creation 

I have begun to read the encyclical, "On Care for our Common Home" by the Pope.  This man is truly inspiring and gives me a lot of hope for the future...which is even more reason to keep smiling.  Hope it helps you to smile too!

PEACE OF THESE SMILING PUFFINS TO YOU!!!

01 August 2015

Judy, Coralis, Susan and Teresa

CHANGE ONCE AGAIN

     Our Mombasa community of lay missioners has changed once again.  The Klueg family has returned to the US to live and work in Detroit Michigan.  But Coralis Salvador has returned from her leave of absence and is with us once again. We did not receive any new lay missioners to Kenya in the orientation group for this fall which was a disappointment. Perhaps the ongoing insecurity has discouraged others from joining us.  But we are very supportive of one another and are all very happy to be a small but committed nucleus of followers of Jesus!  

     I write this from Illinois but have kept abreast of the visit of President Obama to Kenya on July 27th.  He had promised his father's family that he would come before he left the presidency. However, the President and Vice President were accused of crimes against humanity by the International Criminal Court.  The first case was put on hold due to failure of the government to comply with investigations.  The second case is still progressing.  In order to get around the dishonor of visiting leaders with international indictments President Obama came to address the International Conference on Entrepreneurship which was held in Nairobi.  He stayed less than two days and the trip cost the US tax payer $60 million.  I, for one, was a bit skeptical about the benefit of the whole thing.
But this is what one of my friends wrote:

    "It was great having your president come over.  It has helped grow our economy in many ways.  I like his message blunt and clear on girls and women.  You know how that has affected us big time.  When girls and women have no place in the society bad things happen because nobody cares all they care about is how much they can steal and grab for themselves.  This obviously has affected our country's economy adversely money is in the hands of the select few. Just look at what's happening to the shilling against the dollar. It's crazy. It hit a cool 101 against dollar yesterday!!!  Who's in charge the men!  Corruption is big here you know it and he spoke about it strongly.  Well in short glad he came and hit it on the head."

     The shilling has continued to slowly lose value and that means my dollar goes farther but their shilling doesn't go as far.  So perhaps the cost of the trip was worth it.  This person is a 34 year old woman who really works hard to try to improve the lives of those who are less fortunate.
     I am writing this from Urbana Illinois where I have just seen the full moon rise...the second full moon in the month of July...which some people call a blue moon.  This picture was taken over the Indian Ocean in Mombasa by Mary Oldham.

May the light of the gentle moon beams 

connect us all to one another, 

remind us we are sisters and brothers 

and fill us l with  peace and love.

01 July 2015

Josephine and Susan

A CUP OF TEA

     It had been raining heavily in May and we put our compost in a tire with dirt on the roof where this watermelon sprouted.  The rain made it grow and Josephine, who helps us in the house, watched over it faithfully .

     Last year a wall in Josephine's house fell down when it rained hard.  She lives in an 'informal settlement' which is a polite name for a slum. So I had asked her if the house was OK after a downpour.  She said it was OK.  The rains continued and I kept meaning to check on the house but failed.  I was 'very busy'.  The day we picked this watermelon I gave her a lift to the bus stage on my way to Saturday evening Mass and as she got out of the car she said she would like to talk to me the next week.  When I asked her what she wanted to talk about she said, 'My house is falling down' and rushed off with a smile on her face.  I went to church and prayed for forgiveness.  I should have asked about her house again as the rains continued.

     So the next week I made sure we sat down for a cup of tea at mid-morning.  I not only let her talk about the house I listened to her.  She was married and pregnant by age 16 and subsequently had 5 children.  At one time she had a little shop with a pretty good inventory but her husband drank heavily. One day when she went to visit her family he sold it all and went to his family and spent all the money on more drink. She left him but her family convinced her to give him another chance; which she did. She got her shop going again and in a repeat performance he sold everything again and she said goodbye forever.

     Her oldest son is infected with HIV and sexually harassed her youngest daughter.  One daughter died of AIDS and left a boy who is infected with HIV but is doing well at age 11.  Her second son was a bright student but was hit by a car when he was 14 and the brain injury has left him permanently disabled.  In one violent outburst he attacked her with a kitchen knife.  Her fourth child, a very bright girl, was accepted to university but got pregnant. She recently brought the granddaughter back to Josephine to take care of.  It was exhausting for Josephine to be doing 2am feeds for a little one at age 58.  The youngest daughter is 14 and both Josephine and I are trying to keep her mind on her books and away from the boys.  So far so good.

     The government used to give Josephine money every month for the disabled son and the HIV infected grandson.  That stopped last August without any explanation and she had asked for a loan for school fees for the youngest daughter.  Now she needed money to repair her house.  I have decided that enough is enough.  She has worked hard enough and I can retire the loan and help repair her house, which is nothing more than mud walls and a tin roof...which keep falling down!!!         

     I'm just sorry that I didn't have that cup of tea earlier.  I have resolved that it won't happen again.  I have learned my lesson about what is important and what is just business...of no significant value in the eternal realm of things.

     I will be leaving for Minnesota in a few days.  Our family will remember Alex on July 15th by coming together again.  I'll be in the US until the end of September as this is the year for my long leave.

PEACE OF THESE CHATTY FEATHERED FRIENDS TO YOU!

01 June 2015

World Refugee Day - 20th June 2015  

    There have been many warnings to tourists not to come to Kenya because of terrorism. The headlines in a Kenyan newspaper yesterday announced the following about Mombasa:

1. 40,000 hotel workers have lost their jobs

2. More than 40 hotels on the coast have closed

3. Nearly 1000 tour vans are idle.  50-70 vans used to go to the game parks each day.  Now it's only 5.

4. There used to be 40 chartered tourist flights each week.  Now there are only 2 from Germany.

5. A local grocery store is losing over $50,000 each month because there are no tourists buying goods.

     Perspective and context are very important.  While the tourists are avoiding Kenya, refugees are coming here because it is safer than their own country.

    

St. Joseph Shelter of Hope

     One of the workers at this hospital, Dr Eric,  is a refugee from Burundi.  See the map below if your geography is  not quite sure where that country is!  It's a tiny little country west of Tanzania that has suffered many wars in recent years.

  

     I went to do a clinic at this hospital last month but didn't find Dr. Eric.  His mother had died and he flew to Kigali, the capital of Rwanda expecting to take the next flight to Burundi.  On that very day a coup was announced in Burundi and he couldn't proceed. He waited in a hotel for three days and finally realized that he would not be able to travel to his own country.  He told his brother to proceed with the funeral and returned to Kenya.

     He came to Kenya 5 years ago because he wanted to become a surgeon.  He worked in a mission hospital for three years because they told him they would send him on for surgical training.  After three years they told him they didn't have the money for more training.  His hopes of becoming a surgeon are now gone.  Because of the fighting in Burundi he now has several family members who have come to live in his home here in Kenya and he expects more people will follow them.

     Last week I heard a lot of people downstairs.  We live above a large Muslim family and when I looked out the window they invited us down to supper.  Their daughter/sister and her family (husband and two sons) have just come from Yemen and are now 'refugees' in Kenya.  They came through Saudia Arabia and were treated badly in the airport but were finally allowed to proceed. The fighting in Yemen is so bad they don't know when, or if, they will be able to return.

     Yesterday I received a phone call from Fr. Nicky who works here in Mombasa.  He has a priest friend in Rwanda who needs medicine that is not available there and asked if I could get it.  I was able to find only 60 tablets and now the challenge is to get it to Rwanda.  Dr. Eric knows someone in Mombasa who is going to Rwanda next week.  They said they would take the medicine.

    I have been displaced but I have never had to leave my own country and not know whether I could ever go back.  So, when I think I have problems I remember Dr. Eric who was not able to attend his mother's funeral and may never return to his own country.  And when I get a chance to help someone who has trouble in his own country I try to do something to help them.  I am sure that, with Dr. Eric's help, we will find a way to get medicine to the priest in Rwanda.                                                                                                                                      

PEACE OF THOSE WHO MAKE ROOM FOR OTHERS WHO NEED A PLACE TO STAY

01 May 2015

     This little bird looks like she is on tenter hooks and uncertain of what will happen next. That's how we felt during Holy Week.

     On the morning of Holy Thursday I received a text message begging for prayers for Diane, the friend of a friend, who was hiding in a closet in her room at the University of Garissa, 300 miles north of Mombasa.  Al Shabaab attacked the only university in this marginalized area of Kenya at 6am and the rampage continued for 12 hours. Just as we left the evening Mass we got word that Diane had been rescued.  However, 150 students were brutally murdered after being taunted for being Christians and separated from Muslims students who could recite the Shahada...the witness to Islam in Arabic.  Many Muslims died as well and some bodies still cannot be found. Our Good Friday service was full of the emotions of hatred, death and grief.  I went to the Holy Saturday night vigil with a heavy heart. However, being with others who could sing and celebrate helped me to rejoice a bit as well.  Al Shabaab may have the power to bring death.  But God has the power to bring life and the resurrection of Jesus helped me to remember that.

     Since then there have been more threats, increased security, uncovered plots for more destruction and the closure of two more universities because the safety of the students could not be assured.  No doubt Al Shabaab will try again.

     On a happier note, we had planned to meet up on Easter Monday for a party.
Unbeknownst to me, my friends had planned to celebrate my 30+ years as a Maryknoll Lay Missioner. Rehema and Bethany Klueg made this beautiful picture and behind them Curt Klueg is holding a picture of the icon the Christ of Maryknoll.  Anita Klueg rewrote the words to John Denver's Country Road and the St. Patrick Fathers gave me a gift of a voucher for a massage for my aching muscles!

     Tessa made a lovely folder of letters and cards from many family and friends she had contacted through means quite amazing to me.  Truly, where there is a will there is a way.   I was surprised at the different people who wrote and sent love and memories.  One person wanted to buy me a gift and Judy knew that I didn't have a chair with much back support so she made that suggestion.  He was a bit surprised but agreed.  She spent much of her precious time going from store to store and sitting in innumerable office chairs to find just the right one...and she succeeded wonderfully.  This chair is exactly what my old aching body needs to make it through the day.  To all who made the day so happy and memorable I say thank you again and again.
     Today is the feast of St. Joseph the Worker and brings happy memories of people I have known who are part of the Catholic Worker movement.  You know who you are and I wish you many blessings in the ongoing movement begun by Dorothy and Peter so many years ago.  You are at the forefront of helping us all to remember that peace requires love and justice.

PEACE OF THE HONEST HARD WORKER TO YOU!!!