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Changing Culture Through Mexico Missions


By Butch Murphy, Renewal Ministries’ Country Coordinator to Mexico

Our most recent mission to Mexico in June allowed us to once again spend time with Madre Ines, who is in her nineties and runs the orphanage. Her health continues to improve.  She told us “I am in no rush to die, but I am in no rush to live. Now, I only want the will of God.” Mother’s appearance seems to be changing. Her forearms are very thin, but her face is different. Many of her wrinkles are gone, and there seems to be a slight glow emanating from her face. She is radiant . . . literally. There is some beautiful light on her face that defies description. I am not speaking symbolically here—her face is literally glowing with a soft, but beautiful, light.

Many team members got sick this week with digestive issues, fever, chills, and dizziness. Two were so bad, I counseled them to stay home the first day in dump. Both agreed, but openly wept at thought of staying behind.

On our first day at the dump, Jose Guadeloupe met us at the gates. I walked with him to our setup site. I asked if the recent rains were going to make it difficult to work at our location.

He gently smiled, “No there will not be a problem.”

“Is the mud going to be bad in the clinic?” I pressed.

He was now openly grinning, as we turned the corner to our location. He said, “It won’t be a problem, my father.  We’ve made a few changes.”

I stopped in my tracks in disbelief. Since my last visit in April, several improvements have been made at our work location: A well-manicured soccer field has been added. An actual structure has been built on to the side of a chapel, and a cement block floor was added, specifically to be used as our clinic.

“We built this just for you,” Jose Guadeloupe smiled, waving his hand toward the building, “because you come just for us.”

In addition, a swing set has been set up (with no actual swings as of yet), and plants and trees are being raised in buckets for planting in the near future.

They brought a man over, and they introduced him as the “architect” of the new facility. He shook my hand, then excused himself to change into a soccer team uniform. They had been waiting for our arrival to inaugurate the first soccer game on the new field! After Mass, Fr. Paul walked around the field, sprinkling players and facility with holy water. It was well received by all!

I recalled the words of Pope St. John Paul II, echoed by Pope Benedict, calling for a culture of Pentecost. That is what is suddenly evident in the dump—a new culture! Something is different. We are moving beyond survival into something else.

We had Mass each day in the dump. Clothing was distributed in a much more orderly and peaceful way. Our team, though small, worked heroically, and somewhere around 150 people were served by the clinic in those three days.

On Sunday, I reconnected with a man who had needed a prosthetic leg. He is seventy-four years old; works at Estadio Azteca, the large soccer stadium in Mexico City; and uses public transportation to get there. We were able to provide him with the prosthesis through the generous donation of individuals who had met him on a previous Renewal Ministries’ mission. He was moved to tears by their generosity. He says they will always be in his prayers. He looks somber in the photo, because he was trying hard not to cry!

Monday, we went to Holy Trinity parish in Zumpango with Fr. Manuel. Our medical team performed heroically, working non-stop for over three hours to see over sixty patients. While we were there, a strange sign in the sky appeared. It was a rainbow-like circle around the sun. The sun seemed to be like the pupil of an eye. Padre Manuel said God was watching us and was happy we were there.

As I entered US Passport Control on the way home, the agent asked me where I was coming from:

“I was in Mexico, visiting family and friends,” I said, without much thought.

“Where do they live?” The agent inquired.

“In the garbage dump in Mexico City.”  He looked at me at me and said, “What are they doing there?”

“It’s where they work and live.”  It was the only answer I could come up with.

The agent rolled his eyes and handed me back my passport.

That’s really what this mission has come down to: sharing the experience of the Kingdom with one another, for the glory of the Father and the good of all people. This is not about “works,” but about relationships with God and His children.

Thank you very much for your generosity and support!

Mexico Mission Transforms Hearts, Lives


This article originally appeared in Renewal Ministries’ July 2017 newsletter.

For thirteen years, Renewal Ministries has been taking area high school students on a mission trip to Mexico, where they minister to people who live in a garbage dump, visit the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe, and spend time at a home for special needs orphans and at government-run facility for elderly men. About thirty students went on this year’s mission.

“It’s grown to be a part of the school’s culture,” said Debbie Herbeck, who assists Renewal Ministries’ Country Coordinator Jim Murphy during the trips with the students from Father Gabriel Richard High School (FGR) in Ann Arbor, Michigan. The school faculty also made its second mission trip to Mexico this summer. “The mindset is: ‘This is what we do: We care for others.’”

“The students who go get more deeply evangelized,” she continued. “You see freedom and joy on their faces as they give themselves away for a week. Also, the ability to disconnect from their teenage world—they have to leave their phones at home—is life-changing. It teaches them to communicate face to face with others, to be present and attentive, to listen, to love.”

The week begins with a pilgrimage to the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe.

“We dedicate our mission to Our Lady, tell the story of what happened there, and climb up Tepayak Hill as Juan Diego did,” said Debbie, “it’s no longer just a story, but a message for us too. The Virgin Mary appeared, and within ten years, eight million native Mexicans were converted, baptized, and came into the Church. Now, the Lord and Mary are sending us to share the same message.’”

One of the services Renewal Ministries offers in the dump is a basic medical tent. Since mission teams return to the site every few months, medical personnel are able to distribute medicine for things like high blood pressure, diabetes, and thyroid problems. The team also distributes clothing, shoes, and toiletries for the people living in the dump. The students’ fundraising efforts also allow for the purchase of two tons of food, for almost 1,000 people. The team also offers haircuts; spends time playing and doing some catechesis with the children; and provides prayer ministry and—thanks to a priest on the team—offers Mass and the Sacrament of Reconciliation.

In addition to playing soccer or coloring with the children, the youth also practice the “ministry of presence,” said Debbie. They learn to notice people who may be sitting on the outskirts—people who may just need someone to sit with them, hold their hand, and listen: “We’re there to love, to show them they are valued, and also that they have much to teach us,” she explained.

Unfortunately, a fire completely destroyed thirty “homes” and the roof of their handcrafted chapel just two days before the team’s arrival this year. Thankfully, the team learned about the fire in time to have each member pack a tarp and rope—enough to provide some shelter to each family that lost a home. Donations also came in for a new roof, and the team was present to pray as the chapel was re-dedicated.

The team also visited an orphanage that is home to 230 mentally handicapped children and young adults. According to Debbie, when you are with Mother Inez, who started the home fifty years ago, you have the clear sense that you are in the presence of a saint. Mother Inez, now in her early nineties, spoke and prayed individually with the students.

Debbie described the most moving part of their visit:

As the students gathered around Mother Inez, she told them, ‘I won’t be here much longer; my time on earth is almost done. I am asking you and pleading with you to carry on the work I’ve begun.’

This was more than a plea to continue visiting the orphanage. She was commissioning the students to be disciples of love in the world. In fact, the reading the next morning was Jesus’ commissioning of the apostles. Many students were deeply touched by her message and heard the Lord personally call them. I felt the Lord gave a few of them His heart for the poor and for love in a very significant way.

The team also visited a home for elderly men who have no families. Debbie explained, “It is very moving for these men to have young people want to spend time with them, listen to their stories, and pray with them. In a place that sees little joy or hope, we livened it up with dancing and singing Disney songs. One young woman on our team had recently experienced the death of her grandpa, and it was very healing for her to talk and pray with these men. There were so many ways God was present and caring for us throughout the week.”

At the end of the week, the team gathered to pray for a deeper outpouring of the gifts of the Holy Spirit. “After a week of encountering Christ in the poor and one another in such a profound way, everyone was open to a deeper anointing of the Holy Spirit,” said Debbie. “That night, in the ‘upper room,’ our meeting place at the top of our hotel, the Holy Spirit came, and began to prepare these young disciples for the mission ahead of them back home—in their own families, friendships, and schools.”

The lessons from Mexico, and God’s work in and through them, stay with many students for the rest of their lives, said Debbie:

“They encounter Jesus in the poor, and they learn, in very simple yet profound ways, what it means to be His love to others. It gives them a window into the potential of who God is calling them to be and opens their eyes and hearts to a world that desperately needs to know God’s love—through them. It also gives them a genuine experience of what it means to be a community of missionary disciples. This deep connection with one another is what they desperately desire.”

University of Michigan junior Lauren Yurko exemplifies the impact the Mexico mission can have on a student’s life. Because of her time in Mexico, Lauren added Spanish to her Biopsychology, Cognition, and Neuroscience major. She feels called to do mission work and wants to be better able to converse with people—something she hadn’t considered before her trip.

Lauren recalls three experiences with people in the dump that she reflects on nearly every single day. The first was with a boy named Alexís, who offered her a sip of his water—even though he hadn’t seen fresh water in months. The second was with children who used their bubble solution—a precious and rare toy—to help wash her face, after she had let them paint on her skin. And the third was with a girl named Lupe, who—after other children were flocking to Lauren to ask for cheese, when she was cutting it for sandwiches—said she didn’t want the cheese; she only wanted to sit with Lauren, because she looked a bit stressed out. While Lauren sliced cheese, the girl sat with her, braided her hair, and rubbed her back.

In each instance, “they were giving everything they had for me and not focusing on themselves,” said Lauren. “The joy I experience in the dump changed who I want to be. Every day, I think about how they had so little and gave so much. It’s inspired me to live more simply and to give whatever I have—to look out for people, to serve my community, and to be more of a friend to people.”

Lessons from Mexico: Rich in Love

Mary Benz gives gave Giovanni a “caballito” (a piggy back ride).

This post originally appeared on Be Love Revolution’s blog.

By Mary Benz

Recently I had the opportunity to participate in a mission trip to Mexico City. Both of my parents and my two older siblings had gone and I expected it to be a life-changing experience. But I couldn’t anticipate the way that my heart would be broken out of love for each person I encountered and how these encounters would change my outlook on my life.

We spent three days in the garbage dump, where thousands of people live and work every day, and from the first moment when I gave Giovanni a “caballito” (a piggy back ride), I experienced total freedom to love and be loved. These people have none of the things we often value as most important—money, homes, possessions, important careers, or status. Yet I have never experienced such rich and radical love as they welcomed each of us into their lives with loving, open arms. I never once worried about what I looked like or if I was saying the right thing, which I often worry about at home. These people just loved me, and despite their horrific conditions, they exuded pure joy and thoughtfulness. The way that these people love broke my heart, because although they have nothing, they love with a generosity and lavishness, while I who have much more, often love less.

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