May 20, 2011 – Eucharistic Celebration

MAGIC WORDS:  Father Percy Bacani, MJ, the Celebrant and the Resource person who presented the module on Mission of Reconciliation,  asked all the participants to write and/ or design the ‘magic words’ that most significantly summarized their Euntes experience during the Summer Program 2011.

Sr.  CAROL:   “I came, I saw, I listened…. I am CHARGED”

Norie:   “I am blessed”

Archie:   “God has RECREATED me so intensely!”

Agii:  “Believe and you will SEE the beauty of your life”


Rochelle:   “I am refreshed   and renewed”

Au au: “Grace filled experience of Interruption, thanks be to GOD”

Larry:  “Strangers…. To companions.  Partners in God’s Mission!”


Sr. Nenette:  “GOD….  Your goodness cannot be outdone”

Leah:   “LOVE”

Lhyn:  “God’s  LOVE  means  Sharing”

Noli:  “Inspired with visions of God’s creation, knowing my mission, knowing yself”

Carlo:  PERCY = Personal Encounters Revealing  Christ’s Yearnings

Glaire:   “Burning Passion!  Thank you Lord.”

Nidz:   “I feel renewed”

Terry:  “God is recreating me!  Prodigality”

Ivy:  “I am greatly challenged and deconstructed…I love you Lord!”

Joy:  “I have to believe in myself.   New Paradigm”

Naz:  “I’m deconstructed and reclaimed”

Vina:  “Thanks to EUNTES”

Cris:  “Thanks for my presence here”

A Message of Thanksgiving for Sr. Teri Mueda – May 18, 2011

Sr. Teri,  you have journeyed with us to the reality of migration and mission. — From the situationer which stirred in us different emotions and reactions…
destabilizing us  and  impelling us to  articulate  our present  wilderness  and the different   passages we  are passing through  and  have gone through.

The  journey of Isaac, Moses, the  Samaritan woman and  others allowed  us to be  affirmed once more by  God’s frightening  and  boundless fidelity and  love  for  us  through the endless  interruptions and  interventions.

What you have brought into the open is overwhelming. We are   both INSPIRED and CHALLENGED. It provided us  a venue to  get  in touch with the  areas in our  life we  being  called to  have a  break-through and to  grow.

We hope we will not forget that to journey with the migrants is to desire   A-I-P (A- Accompany, I – illumine and P – proximity)

Whenever we  are shaken, may we  never forget not  to b e afraid to  fall for  God is  waiting down  there to  recreate us because when God  wants  to re-create, God will break us into  pieces first.

Gikan sa kinauyukan sa  among   kasing-kasing, MADAMU GID  NGA  SALAMAT SR. TERE.


Readings:  Acts 12:24-13:5a; John 12:44-50. The following article is the ‘homily’ given by Sister Nenita A. Juntilla, OND, during our Euntes Eucharistic celebration. May 18 is Sr. Nenita’s Birthday.

Sr. Nenita A. Juntilla, OND (center), Sr. Glaire (left) and Sr. Roselle (right)

My Wednesday group mates commanded me to give “pagpaambit” today. Is this a punishment? No, definitely not. I am taking this as a blessing, with a copy so I may not drift away.

We heard it proclaimed: the word of God continued to spread and grow. And so he set apart Saul and Barnabas among prophets and teachers in Antioch, for the work to which he has called them: to proclaim the word of God. Like Paul and Barnabas, we too are called for the mission of communicating God’s compassion in the world today.

The gospel of John presents to us the last part of the Book of Signs. Though people had been present when Jesus gave so many signs, many did not believe in him. To believe in Jesus is to believe in him who sent him. Jesus is so united to the Father that he always speaks in the name of the Father. Jesus is the faithful reflection of the Father. He who sees Jesus sees the Father. If we want to know God, we look at Jesus, who himself is the Sign of the Father and the light who comes into the world, and gives light to all enduring human search.

Yesterday, we had storytelling of “Mt. Sinai and wilderness” experiences and how God through these all, in his frightening fidelity, so re-create us. This is my “Mt. Sinai”
story. In 1979, after 2 years of teaching, I left home, literally leaving home and headed for the convent, without informing, much less, asking the consent of my family. Because I knew that if I did, I won’t be permitted. I felt that I was called for a greater self-donation, or so I thought.

And enter I did, against all odds: of being fetched in the convent and persuaded by my father, who strongly opposed my vocation, to come home with him a couple of times, but refused to go home with him, a couple of times; of leaving behind a family who at that time badly needed me in all aspects; of asking the help of a bishop (Bishop Escaler) who was close by to plead my cause, as it were; of being disowned and considered dead by my father for ten years. I was finally allowed to kiss his hand again after my perpetual vows in 1989. My father was actually a very quiet, loving and kind person. I realized that he only did what he did because he wanted the best for me. And he, owing to his damaged childhood background, did not see religious life as the best option.

Like all of you, I had been through a lot:

–      a difficult employer,

–      a lingering, barren prayer,

–      being missioned in a challenging mission area, in Basilan, where I could breathe the tension in the air every single day due to incidents of kidnapping of missionaries,

–      I wrestled with a midlife crisis,

–      underwent surgery,

–      losing a dear 16-year old nephew to leukemia,

–      the death of my palangga nga Tatay two years ago,

–      and surviving a vehicular accident.

All these, but not without hope and the abiding presence and providence of God reassuring me that these are necessary part of the journey, and that all shall be well.

Today, humbly in God’s grace, I still would like proclaim that I couldn’t be any happier than being an OND religious, ever desiring to put myself at the disposal of God through
superiors, to live simply, like for example, being content in receiving monthly allowance of 400, and devoting my womanness and energy for God and his mission.
Today I wish to renew my prayer from the very beginning, that “I may die, gracious God, a religious sister.”

Blessing upon blessing we have been given. Do we recognize and count them? Thanks to Euntes, to Fr. Giulio, Srs. Stella & Roselle, to Sr. Teresa for exposing us to yet another face of the poor in the margins – the migrants, calling forth paradigms of prodigality in embracing their context. Our learning, our wonderful community at Euntes, which could be a support structure for mission, our journey on the whole, is only but a preparation for a more creative, committed response to Missio Dei.

We let Jesus address us now personally. “Anyone who rejects me and refuses my words has his judge already: the word itself that I have spoken will be his judge on the last day.” As agents of mission, is there something in us or something we don’t have that will condemn us? Do we discern God’s word interrupting us and our way of responding to mission?


Sr. Teresa Mueda, DC

Sister Ma. Teresa Mueda, DC, was the facilitator for the Module on MISSION and MIGRATION from May 16 to 18. In her presentation, she offered six paradigms, images
in which one could see a manifestation of God’s Prodigality, an image that could symbolize one’ s ‘style’ and ‘disposition’ in doing his/her mission. The images are: The Good Shepherd, the Washing of the Feet, the Good Samaritan, the Visitation, the Emmaus Story and the Adulterous Woman.

Paradigm of Prodigality: Adulterous Woman

It is recognized that every single sin is adultery, an infidelity to God who established with us a covenant of love. We are dragged many times over before Jesus for adultery. Guilty as charged. In spite and despite our guilt, Jesus does not tire in forgiving us. No questions asked. As having forgiven, we too must extend his compassion to all who are “caught in adultery” and calling them to new hope and fresh start.

Sr. Nenita A. Juntilla, OND

“Mission…entering into the humanity”

Fr. Calvo’s session proved a challenging experience in my Euntes journey as I prepare myself for my missionary exposure. It was an experience of deepening my understanding of the margins. The flashed pictures on the power point presentation of the marginalized people made me reflect and I asked myself these questions, “Why are these things happening to them? Why are they poor? Do they choose to become poor, to be oppressed by people who are in power? What can I offer as a missionary novice facing this reality?” It was my moment of silence when I pondered on these queries. With my perspective, I thought that mission is only about going into the boundaries, but it’s not, it’s going beyond… entering into the humanity of the people.

Our exposure in Basilan with the Badjaos imprinted a mark in my heart. As they shared, they were trying their best to be accepted in the community… that one day people will not fool them because they have knowledge already. Their hope and their effort to learn is quite vivid.

It was very striking to me when I heard them. Most of the time, they are considered as outcast in our society. It’s seldom that we can hear that our government is doing some efforts to uplift the lives of our Badjao brothers and sisters. They are just victims of injustices and of poverty.

Now, what is the challenge for me? I should have the stance to fight for the marginalized, promote life and dignity of the people. This is difficult to attain unless I have the conversion of heart, the conversion to turn and help the marginalized and the oppressed in my little ways. This is a process to really be in the mission of God (Missio Dei), through His manifestation in the margins.

I will end this reflection with the quote of Fr. Calvo that struck me. He said, “In doing mission, take it from the perspective of the mission of  Jesus.
The subject of His proclamation are the poor and the captives… and mission after all is how we relate to the reality to the people.”  May this serve as a challenge to me in doing my mission with the people in the margins.

Sr. Ivy B. Bayno, OND-MN

TIDBITS from the MARGINS…. Sites of God’s visitation:

By:  Sister Carolyn Jickain, OND

Mission is not just doing things for people.  It is  first of  all being  with the  poor, listening  and sharing with  them  their dreams and  visions.

Poor people today are increasingly pushed to the margins. They do not have any space, no voice in society.

We become new persons through our encounter with the poor.  We are challenged to live a life that is consistent to what we proclaim we are.

Learning New Dance Steps with YOU…

Basilan is one of the most controversial, most dangerous and the least suggested place for a visit.  How come our speaker, Fr. Angel Calvo, CMF, a foreigner at that, chose Basilan
as a place for our exposure? Well, anyway, by his name he is an Angel… we have to trust him. He is indeed an Angel guiding us to see a lot of realities not only outside of us but within us.

Before leaving Basilan, in a very subtle way he led us to an examination of conscience, and to an analysis of our present situation, making me and others perhaps, realize
where I am or where we are in the strata of society.

How is my understanding of the so called Mission and the so called Mission of the Church?
Honestly I was like awakened from a comatose state… I realized I was doing things not so much conscious of what it is.

I did not even bother asking myself if what am I doing is still relevant in the context of my mission place that is the school among the youth. I did not mind to check if
the activities and programs done still respond to their needs.

As a counselor and a Campus Minister at the same time, did I really know who are the people who might be in the margins in the educational institution where I am? And why are
they marginalized?

These are just some of the questions that came to my mind. Somehow I felt ashamed of myself. I was dancing in my mission according to the usual rhythm or music. Only later did I know that it was already outdated, even in my perspective, “I have to do this for them” “ I have to dance for them to entertain them…”, “For…for…”   as if I have the monopoly of everything and they are nothing so they have to depend much on me.

In short Father Angel taught us to change our dance steps and change the music, not according to what we like but according to the music of JESUS and HIS GOSPEL. That is
never outdated for it is always new and dynamic.

Using his Angelic Power, Father Angel showed us the real dancers whom we are supposed to dance with, the so called marginalized, the people in the margins.

Literally and physically he showed us who these people are, as we finally reached Basilan.

True enough in his lectures Basilan as a place is already marginalized, people seem to be so scared even just hearing the name of the place… but what an irony! The place is
really quiet and the people are really simple.

More feelings was evoked when we arrived at the community of the Badjao and got in touch with them. As they told their stories and heir way of life, my heart was dancing not with
fondness but with different emotions: compassion for their situation. They are humans but it seems they are living and treated like less than humans and I am one of those… helpless and, on the other hand grateful for their hospitality, kindness, simplicity and humility, I appreciate their enthusiasm to learn and their openness to face the other side of life.
Looking at them dancing, I was also enticed to dance to be with them in my own little way, what was more touching for me was when they asked me to dance again with them, and when one of the Badjao women hugged me tightly and with her words of gratitude, I felt ashamed and guilty for what I have done to some other Badjaos I had seen on the streets…and, despite all that, here is one of their kind hugging me, thanking and accepting me.  It’s not they who ought to thank me, it’s me who ought to say “I’m sorry… and thank you for being such a wonderful gift to us, for giving us the opportunity to realize the reason of our vocation, and for affirming the gift of our personhood, and most of all for teaching us new dance steps in Christian Mission and in Christian living.

 Sr. Aura Rudelsol Matalines, RSM

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