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...The crowds are starting to lineup to receive a sign: a sign of repentance. "Remember that you are dust…." My words are lost in the cacophony of labor. Ashes. The young and strong labor force takes a short break to recall what life is all about. "Return to Jesus, our Lord and God," I cry the gospel. "He is your life, peace, joy. He is your justice in an unjust world." I look into the tired eyes of these dedicated workers. "Dios les bendiga," (God bless you) I say with a smile. Some of the young people approaching me have faith and practice their faith. They have a friendship with Jesus Christ and they want a deeper relationship. Others, like children taking their first steps, barely know how to walk the path of life and faith called Jesus.

200303_02.jpg (35913 bytes)Unfortunately, besides work and sports, (each factory fields teams in every sport for the city adult recreation league), the factory can be a place of malfeasance. The number one social problem here in la frontera (the border) is drugs. Oftentimes, the drugs that are destined to arrive in the United States do not; so, they are sold in Mexico for a much lower price. Other times, the drugs are destined to stay in the border areas like Mexicali. The factories become an easy "front" to sell the illegal narcotics or stimulants. Often the $70 to $100 pesos ($7 to $10 dollars) made in nine hours of daily work are wasted on drugs instead of buying the necessity for the house: food. Often the physical and spiritual harm done by the substance destroys marriages, families, and the person doing drugs. Mexicali is full of (80+) centers for drug and alcohol rehabilitation. A high percentage of the youth here spend a year or more in a rehab center. Some are rehabilitated; others fall into temptation again and again.

200303_01.jpg (36286 bytes)"There is another way to live your life; life has a name called Jesus. He is your peace and joy; He is your salvation. The Lord, your God, calls you to a life of dignity, love, and forgiveness," my words echo through the vast halls of labor. Does anyone really "hear" my words? I wonder.

Victor and I pack up our bibles and ashes to hurry to another location. Once again, the faithful are faithful. Waiting, watching, wondering … what is repentance? I want to change my life; I want to change my harmful words and actions. I want to have lasting peace and joy in my life. I want to renew my love to my husband/wife and children. How can I accomplish that? What is missing in my life? By the end of the afternoon we distributed ashes to seven different factories. Our "work" was spiritual. Trying to bring the light of Christ into the often dark and complicated worlds of some hardworking young adults. Did we succeed?
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From Fr. Martin (Mission Director)

Fr. Tom poses two questions in the above article: "Does anyone really 'hear'
my words?" and "Did we succeed?"

Each year the season of Lent offers each one of us the opportunity to reflect on these questions. God speaks to us in so many ways and in so many places. For the factory workers, the voice of God came in the persons of Victor and Fr. Tom. For us God may use a family member, a co-worker, a neighbor, and even our parish priest. Lent is the time to hear again the word of God. Have we been successful? None of us can say we have been successful. For we know that it is not success that God asks of us but faithfulness.

In this season of Lent let us again renew our commitment to Jesus Christ. He is the one to whom we turn. He indeed is the gift of love, whom we are invited to bring to the world.
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