Monday, March 30, 2015

A DREAM COME TRUE

On February 11  1956 three sisters Mercedes Sánchez, from Cuba; Ana María Santamaría, from Colombia and Montserrat Bianchi, from Argentina, were sent to this land of North America to experience and make real the American dream from the Gospel in the Institute.   
The beginnings were difficult, the language, the culture, the work. They came as immigrants with a labor contract with the Claretian Priests our brothers. They went to Momence in the State of Illinois where our brothers had a house for the postulants.  From February to July of this same year they had to learn how to cook, this was their job, and cook in the American way for more than 100 young men and later on for more than 40 men in the theologate in Washington DC. After months of learning in different religious communities on July 5 the sisters came for the first time to their little house in Momence. These were difficult years, time in which the sisters sowed the seed whose fruits we are enjoying today. The seed was watered with sweat, tears and also with many moments of joy and fraternal love. I see that community, somehow like the communities of the second generation of Christians, saw the first disciples of Jesus.  
 Some years later on September 3rd 1958 we opened a new community in Washington DC the capital of this beautiful country.   New sisters came and between the two communities who saw each other only during Summer time, a real friendship was born. In both communities some sisters worked to be able to pay the university for those who were getting their college or master degree to be able in the future to have a parochial school. The students helped the other sisters in their spare time, in this way, like any other American student, they would pay for their meals at the seminary. Their responsibility was to wash dishes after the meals.  
To help with the expenses the sisters in Washington DC opened a boarding house for foreign students.
During this time the Church experienced a second Pentecost, thus was Vatican II called. The newness that this council brought to the church affected all of us, and our plans changed and the parochial school was changed by the pastoral ministry among the poorest.  Many times, in different occasions our superiors thought that maybe it would be better to leave the country and go someplace else to start something new or just help with what already was established. But always something happened and we did not leave the country, maybe the Lord was telling us something.   We closed both communities Momence (1967) and Washington (1971). Some of the sisters went to other places of the Institute, four of us came to the Estate of Florida to start anew the adventure of the Gospel. The Bishop asked us to minister to the poorest of the Archdiocese, the migrant workers at Our Lady Queen of Peace Mission in Delray Beach. We arrived to the new place on November 9, 1971. Here we learned to love and share the Mexican-American and Puerto Rican cultures. These were years of much work, sometimes with some frustrations, but in general we remember these years with thanksgiving and nostalgia.
Four years later we began a new community in the Northern section of Miami on February 25, 1975. Here the sisters began a new experience, each one had her own ministry and the community had a superior without councilors, things were decided together between the three of us. This was an apprenticeship of something which is very usual nowadays.  Some new sisters came, and even though we were two communities we were like one in many things. Due to the distance from the superiors of the Institute, we learned to solve our own problems and difficulties.   

On February 11   1988 the Lord called one of our sisters, Rosario Vidal, to give her the reward for her life of love and service to all. This was a heavy blow to all of us.     

Fifteen years later on August 15, 1990 we opened a new community in the Southern part of Miami. The pastor of St. Thomas, a friend of ours, allowed us to use a little house he had in his parish. And thus on August 15 two sisters moved there to start a new adventure. After many month we could find a new house which we bought to be our novitiate here.   From now on the young women who entered the congregation could do their novitiate in the USA.    
On November 20 of the year 2000 the Lord called another one of our sisters to live with him, Margarita Ramírez who had been sick for many years, during this time she showed peace, love and strength.
On 2002 we left the Mission in Delray and started two new adventures. On August 15 of this same year we began a community in West Palm Beach, Florida. One of the sisters is teacher at the Regional Seminary, and the other two minister in two different parishes.   In this same date two sisters started another community in the little town of Mayo in the Northern section of Florida. It is a rural area, fields, cows and sheep. It is very different than the city, for many things people have to drive to the nearest city at many miles of distance.  We have the administration and the pastoral care of a little church and the formation of little communities with which we walk together in our journey of faith.   
Our journey here has been long with difficult times and also many happy times, but when we look back we see the tree blooming with flowers and fruits. From the depth of our heart we say Thank you Lord because you have walked with us, you have protected us, you have walked the journey with us.  Regina.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Friday, March 27, 2015

Pajarito. Nueva Vida


Hola,
Manejando hacia la casa, siempre hay algo que me entretiene o me  llama la atención. Esta vez, entre el tumulto de los carros, las luces de tráfico, la gente esperando, vuela un pajarito. Vuela sobre los cables eléctricos, sobre los árboles, sobre todo lo que está pasando en el momento.
Y lleva un palito en el pico…

Palito. Nido. Huevos.

Familia. Nueva Familia.

Esperanza. Ilusión. Futuro.
Tantas cosas pasaron por mi mente.
Hoy pienso en todo el ruido que había mientras aquella pequeña ave seguía su rumbo. Mientas el pajarito, con la rama en su pico, seguía enfocada en su meta, en su misión.
Pienso en el Papa, él está enfocado en mostrar el amor misericordioso de Dios a pesar de que todo lo que está a su alrededor expresa algo diferente.
Pienso en Semana Santa. Semana en que unos se enfocan en entender y vivir profundamente la entrega radical y amorosa del Señor por cada uno de nosotros y otros siguen su vida, sus ruidos, sus luces, sus quehaceres.
Pienso en nuestra Congregación, en nuestro caminar.
Al final, mi oración es, “Señor, que al igual que aquel pajarito, sepa enfocarme en lo que es importante. Que el ruido de la carretera, las luces del tráfico de la vida, el humo sofocante de los miedos y tantas otras cosas no me desvíen de lo que es tu voluntad, tu querer para mi.”

Monday, March 23, 2015

Las Velas y sus Numeros


Hola,
Hay una señora en la parroquia que no está muy bien de la cabeza. En nuestra parroquia tenemos la capilla con los santos y sus velas.
Esta señora entra a nuestra capilla todos los días para asegurarse que las velas estén en orden. Aparentemente, para ella, todas las velas tienen un número; todo número representa alguna persona o familia. Cuando ella entra a la capilla mira las velas; mira las que están encendidas, las que están apagadas. Mira dónde están las encendidas y en qué lugar están las apagadas. Si empieza a hablar muy alto en la capilla, se sabe que alguna vela está fuera de lugar.
¿Qué es lo que pasa, según ella?
Muy sencillo. Las velas tienen que estar distribuidas en todas las esquinas. Esto quiere decir que todos están protegidos. Si están solamente en el centro, quedan algunos sin esa protección. Ella las coloca de acuerdo a ese esquema. Algunas velas representan personas que no están bien y nunca se van a mejorar. ¿Por qué encenderlas? Se pregunta ella. Por lo tanto, las apaga.
¡Interesante! Me ha tocado escucharla. ¡Que interesante entender su preocupación! ¡Que interesante ver su dedicación a lo que ella cree que es lo correcto!
Anoche vimos la película “Whiplash”. Al final el muchacho hace lo que él sabía quería hacer. No se dejó dominar por la persona al frente, por el profesor quien dirigía.
Don’t we all have a conviction within which drives our desire
NO es verdad que al igual que esa señora en mi parroquia, todos tenemos nuestras dedicaciones, nuestras preocupaciones, que para otros pueden parecer locuras?  Para nosotros es lo normal, lo que tiene que ser.
Lo normal era que Jesús se bajara de la cruz.
Lo normal es que la señora deje esas velas tranquilas donde la puso el interesado.
Lo normal es que el muchacho se diera por vencido y no fuera a esa última presentación.
Lo normal, parece ser, es que entendamos lo que nos mueve, what drives us, y seamos fieles a ello. Porque al ser fieles, seremos fieles al Señor.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

24 Horas Para El Senor


Hola,

Manifesto ENEn el mensaje de Cuaresma, el Papa Francisco nos invita a tener 24 horas de oración con el Señor. Su idea principal es profundizar en el amor misericordioso del Señor. Ofrecer oportunidades de reconciliación, de oración ante el Santísimo, de momentos de silencio, de reflexión, de compartir… Sobre todo, de ofrecer a nuestros hermanos y hermanas que se han alejado de la Iglesia a encontrar un lugar seguro.

¿Cuándo?

Mañana 13 de marzo hasta el sábado.

Los animo a que se unan al Papa en este día de oración: en la casa, en la capilla, en el parque, mientas se maneja… Y sobre todo, buscar un momento para la reconciliación…

Por si acaso,

Nuestra Iglesia Santa Ana comenzará las 24 horas a las 7:30 en la mañana. Estan invitados a compartirlo con nosotros.