Comboni Lay Missionaries

Walking as CLM Ecuador

LMC Ecuador

To conclude the year 2022, the Comboni Missionaries convened a prayer meeting, in unity with all the lay groups that make up the Afro Cultural Center in Guayaquil. In order to thank God for what we have received in the year that is ending, and asking for blessings for the new year.

The year 2023 began with the great news of the ratification of Fr. Serafin Kakwata MCCJ as our reference in our city. We were able to share this news from Fr. Serafin himself when we met at the Comboni parish of Verbo Divino in the south of the city of Guayaquil. In that meeting we discussed the activities that Father Serafin will carry out this year with the participation of the CLM, as well as the formation process of the CLM Ecuador and their candidates.

We also want to share with all of you the two activities that we carried out at the end of January:

First, the Eucharist with the Comboni Family, a celebration presided by Fr. Antonio Jerez MCCJ, which is held on the last Tuesday of each month.

And secondly, at the invitation of the Congregation “Friends of the Sacred Hearts of Jesus and Mary”, the CLM of Ecuador, we moved to present our missionary witness to all the catechists and guides of the rural communities of Rocafuerte Canton in the Province of Manabi. This event initiates the process of formation of missionary groups in each one of the communities of that parish in charge of the mentioned religious congregation; and thus to impel the missionary animation in those communities; in this event the candidates to CLM in our country could also participate.

In Rocafuerte, we had the opportunity to talk about what the mission is for the catholic believer and its implications in the life of each one of us and of the people we accompany. Later we went to visit the rural communities in that region of the country, such as: Ojo de agua, San Eloy, Cerro Verde and other localities with whom we were able to share the afternoon; and in the evening we met in the chapel of each community to share the Word and comment on some passages of the gospel.

Greetings to all of you.

CLM Ecuador

Stopping inequality is in your hands

Manos Unidas
Manos Unidas

With this slogan, Manos Unidas (NGO of the Spanish Church), begins its annual campaign.

Manos Unidas has been known for supporting development projects around the world.

As Comboni Lay Missionaries, we collaborate in the campaign when we are asked to do so and we share our experience of the support received.

This year, Monsignor Jesus Ruiz, Comboni missionary and bishop of our diocese in Central African Republic, participated in a special way.

We leave you the video interview made for the campaign where we can hear the situation in the country.

Dário Bossi, an Italian Comboni missionary who has been working for years in Brazil with our CLM community, told us in the opening press conference of this year’s campaign about the situation in Brazil where our CLM are also present (his intervention from minute 25).

We also leave you the interview that Fr. Dário was given on television on the occasion of the presentation of this campaign.

On the rails of love and friendship our train travels through life (3/3).

LMC Brasil

And the train goes on. Up and down these tracks. We stop in front of the station below. From Piquiá de Baixo. Land of suffering people, forgotten and mistreated. Land of exploitation, of confusion and resurrection. The dragons described in the book of the apocalypse are there. There are five of them. One of them has 12 heads that spit fire and iron, forming a river of blood that begins in the north and flows into the southeast. Where death is present, fighting for life is not a choice, it is an obligation. The obligation is not to fight for your own life, but to put yourself in the fight for the life of the poorest, the most fragile, the smallest in our society.

We are surprised by another train that passes by our side and accompanies us for a few good moments. With its strong machine, its well-structured cars and wheels capable of crossing the country’s borders, this train has a name and a surname: Justice on Rails. Justice is one of those words that allow many meanings and significance. But it needs to be accompanied by struggle, dedication, and wisdom. This justice is not like many we come across around, this one has a strong purpose: the “us”. Not for there or here. It is “us. It is where it needs to be present. That’s where it really needs to be: rails. Where we can come and go. The right and safe way. But this last name is determinant, it goes where justice is acclaimed and is necessary. It is these tracks that guide, that direct, that lead, the dedicated work of all those who put themselves on the train of life.

There were many stations that helped us get to know more of that piece of land and dream. The ground of people who work, who do, and who insist. A dream dreamt by those who feel the burning of the missionary call, the dream of many and the call of all. We got to know the school that is family, that is rural, but that the asphalt of the city leads us to. A family with many fathers and mothers. Planting knowledge, watering with doubts and harvesting lives. Young students who have a thirst for knowledge, who disconnect from their families to live connected to learning. Educators who are not teachers. They are beyond. If we have a word that represents the one who teaches, who is dedicated, who overcomes limits, who puts body and soul into the art of teaching, who does not measure efforts and does not count resources. These are the missionaries of education, or educators in mission.

From afar we can already see the next station. Full of welcoming people. They are the ones who form the communities: of the Rosário and Santa Luzia. They are women, men and children. They are elderly, bedridden and barefoot. They are everyone who makes us learn about life and living. It’s a quick conversation, a broad smile, but always, a gesture of affection that always accompanies them.

It was at this station that we shared the food, drank juice, lots of juice, shared our anguishes and doubts. It was there, in that little piece of Brazil, that we met to learn, with each other, with those who welcomed us, and with everyone else who joined us on this trip, under the tracks of humility and unconditional love.

Tranqüillo Dias

Prayer Intentions of the Comboni Family February 2023

Comboni y Jesus
Comboni y Jesus

That the celebration of the International Day against Female Genital Mutilation (on 6th February) may help all of us, women and men missionaries, to increase our attention and care for the dignity of women, especially those most vulnerable, and that, through the intercession of Saint Bakhita, we may know how to find new ways of “making common cause” with all victims of oppression and inequality. Let us pray.

On the rails of love and friendship our train travels through life. (2/3)

LMC Brasil

The perfume takes over our entire train. They are the ones who come to take us by the hand and guide us, as the conductors of this train. They are the ones who smile at us, as a gesture of their welcome. They are the ones who feed us and toast us. Yes, all women. Joyful, marked by the years of life and struggle, beautiful and smiling. Young and experienced. Short, long, and gray hair. The women who have passed us on this journey have shown that they are capable of embracing and fighting. To face great dragons and to stroke our heads when we turn on our feet. Eunice is one of these women. The first to welcome us to the priests’ home. Always attentive and welcoming. She marks our first contact with the women of that place. Also Dina and Maynara were in our wagon during this whole itinerary. They were the ones who prepared our way, organizing and cleaning the house of the CLM. They are the ones who welcomed us, taught us about the things of that place. They are the continuators of the struggles and celebrations of such a welcoming people. Suddenly, we were all together. The girls run among us in a game of getting closer, the young women who stare at the strangers are curious about those who come from afar, the women who open their arms and hearts to welcome us, and the ladies, the leaders who have already done, are doing, and, if necessary, will be able to do it all again.

Knowledge is something that only grows when we share it. And so it was on our mornings, sipping coffee or a mug of juice, many juices, that we shared our knowledge with Marcelo, Father Carlos, João Carlos, Valdênia, Renato, Yonná, Morgana and Father Joseph. And everything ends with a taste of wanting more, of staying in that station for a few more hours, days, lives. Learning is something unique and contagious. Those who learn begin to live with the desire to teach, to transmit, to share what they have received. But there is also teaching without words. With gestures, conversations, but mainly with attitudes. Father Silvério is one of these. He looks at the smallest, the little ones, with a sparkle in his eyes, stories to tell and a whole life to dedicate to them.

We arrived at the highest station, the “Piquiá da Conquista” station. When I saw in the distance, hidden among the açaí palm trees, mango trees and babaçu trees, those little white houses, all well organized, a distant story of a place known as the Promised Land came to mind. It was while talking to Dona Tida, in the facilities of the restaurant Sabor da Conquista, that we learned about the history and the conquest that was taking place there, in front of us, present in the lives of the people of Piquiá de Baixo. Just like the Promised Land, this story has its Moses. One of the leaders of the community who was present in all the moments and struggles of this people. But it was on the day the first brick was laid, the day Piquiá da Conquista was sighted, that Mr. Edvar passed away from respiratory complications. Yes, he was one of those who died from the pollution brought by the steel mills to Piquiá de Baixo. Dona Tida (Francisca), like Josué, leads the people through the Piquiá River, promotes meetings, discusses, listens, and organizes the people. There are 312 houses. There will be 312 families with a new place to live, far from the dragons, but not far from their flames and smoke.

Perhaps you ask why this journey. Maybe these are not your tracks. Maybe none of it makes sense to you. But I can assure you of one thing, you have a way that is uniquely yours. But I have met a man, frail in appearance, intense in look, with a life well lived. To summarize this man, Ms. Tida revealed to us a secret that only experienced people, able to hear the whisper of God, are able to tell us. She asked us: Do you know that man who has the way of God? Our glances met as if asking: we still don’t know the way of God and how will we recognize such a person. She then asks us: do you know Father Dario? Our eyes open and everyone confirms: Yes, we know Father Dario. Each one with his or her own story about the one who has “God’s way”.

To be continued…