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15 March 2012
Megan Knighton

Sister Leema Rose, one of four Nirmala Dasi Sisters working in Dharavi, a slum in the center of Mumbai, makes her evening rounds to visit the sick and those struggling to make ends meet. (photo: Peter Lemieux)

Megan Knighton is a Major Gifts Officer for CNEWA.

When I was 21, I spent the summer working in India with a group of sisters and lay women. I had never traveled that far from home and I remember being petrified hovering over the Pacific Ocean on my 24-hour flight to Chennai. I was going to work for the Christian Council of Social Services, an ecumenical organization dedicated to eradicating poverty, improving healthcare and supporting workers’ and women’s rights. It has also partnered with CNEWA. Idealistic and young, I had big ideas about what people needed. I wanted to help implement various on-the-ground models for improving the lives and dignity of the poor, particularly women. But what I learned on that trip was far more than just practical and effective ways to deliver humanitarian care.

It’s amazing how much of my life as a middle-class, American woman is embedded in privilege. I can wake up every morning and take a warm shower, go to my kitchen and have a cup of tea and an English muffin, take the subway to my 9-to-5 job and sit in my cubicle reaching out to donors and feeling good about my contribution to the world. I have acollege degree, in fact a graduate degree. I have insurance and access to quality healthcare whenever I need it. I can facebook and tweet all day if I want to from my office computer, my Blackberry, or my laptop at home. I can go to sleep at night assured that my neighborhood is, for the most part, safe and protected. I am, generally speaking, a very blessed woman.

What I experienced in India was a little different. The word that best captures the spirit of Chennai is contrast. Modern art museums next to shanty towns. Mercedes driving next to ox-carts. Educated, female business owners walkingnext to poor prostitutes. One woman I worked with summed it up rather succinctly: “In America, women wear mini-skirts, they go out on the town, they have choices. But it is here, in India, where we have some of the most educated women in the world, while the poor women suffer from one of the highest rates of H.I.V./AIDS in the world.” That is a chilling contrast.

The sisters and women I met and worked with in Chennai understand the reality of poverty, H.I.V., depression, addiction and domestic violence that afflicts their community. But this doesn’t stop them from using their incredible strength, creativity and energy to help. They labor every day to ensure that the rights and privileges they’ve worked so hard to obtain are protected. They devote their lives to ensuring that families are cared for and well fed, and that children are immunized. They teach women skills to work and support their families. Theyhelp men overcome alcoholism and depression through empowerment workshops and retreats. This is the power of women to change their communities for the better.

I left India with a deeper appreciation for what religious women and men have done to allow me to have the privileges and freedoms I now enjoy. I also came away with a deep reverence for the sacrifices of those women I worked with who truly understand the power of kindness and perseverance to change the world. Let’s celebrate these women!

To learn more about the sister pictured above, check out our interview below with photojournalist Peter Lemieux. He told us about his experience working with the Nirmala Dasi Sisters in Mumbai, while reporting the July 2011 story, ‘Slumdog’ Sisters for ONE.

Tags: India Women Women in India

14 March 2012
Erin Edwards

A woman stands in the window pane of her future home in the Eparchy of Trivandrum in Kerala, built with funds raised by CNEWA. (photo: John E. Kozar)

As a part of his pastoral visit to India, CNEWA President Msgr. John E. Kozar visited with families who are benefitting from the support of CNEWA donors in the construction of new homes. These homes are more sound and spacious structures than their former cramped “shanty” houses. Msgr. Kozar described these visits as a high point of his trip because he was able to see the tangible results of CNEWA’s best efforts:

Only a few kilometers away, but on an unmarked road, we were led by one of the priests to a mountainous area that has no community name, no zip code and no street address. In fact, our vehicle could only go so far and then we had to walk the rest of the way. Our purpose in this visit was to offer our solidarity and support to the poorest of the poor for whom we are helping in the construction of homes. By the way, these people are of the Dalit group, which means they are the so-called “untouchables” in India’s illegal but powerful caste system.

The project of building these homes is a combined effort of CNEWA, the Indian government and the parish outreach; in some instances, a very modest share is borne by the poor themselves. To understand the contrasts between the hovels in which these dalits live to the beauty and dignity as witnessed in the homes under construction is impossible. One mother showed us her one-room shanty — that housed five people — that was about the size of a small bathroom in Canada or the states. Even though her new home is still under construction, and very rough in appearance, she beamed with pride as she took us through the modest dwelling.

We had the good fortune to visit with two other families whose new homes are under construction. We were accompanied visit by two priests, who related very comfortably and beautifully with these, the poorest of the poor. On your behalf, I accepted the heartfelt and emotional expressions of gratitude for the generosity of CNEWA in giving these supposed “untouchables” dignity of life for the first time in their lives.

These visits were perhaps the high point in my visit so far as they reflected so well the best efforts of CNEWA in reaching out to the poor in this part of the world.

For more, read Msgr. Kozar’s 2 March blog post from the field, In the Footsteps of St. Thomas: Reaching Out to the ”Untouchables.“ To read all of Msgr. Kozar’s blog posts from his visit to India click here.

Tags: India Kerala Homes/housing Dalits

14 March 2012
Greg Kandra

Mabel Caron meets the priest she supported, Father Antoine Rizk.
(photo: The Catholic Miscellany)

Some inspiring news, courtesy of The Catholic Miscellany, the diocesan newspaper of Charleston, South Carolina:

Mabel Caron celebrated her 90th birthday surrounded by her family and friends, including the “priest son” she’d never met.

Father Antoine Rizk isn’t her flesh and blood, but she has corresponded with him and helped support him in his vocation for 20 years.

She said it started in 1992, when she contacted the Catholic Near East Welfare Association, a papal agency for humanitarian and pastoral support that serves the Middle East, northeast Africa, India and Eastern Europe.

She wanted to support the church and the priesthood by contributing to a priest in need. It turned out that the priest assigned to her care was from Lebanon, just like her.

Mrs. Caron said after her family emigrated, she grew up in Lancaster, where her father helped found St. Catherine Church. She has fond memories of the Maronite services, and loved hearing the Mass spoken in Aramaic, the language of Christ.

Knowing her “adopted” priest was also from Lebanon gave them an instant connection.

“I still call him my priest son because I always hoped I’d have one,” she said. Mrs. Caron has two daughters and five sons, but none of them were called to the religious life.

You can read much more here.

To find out how you can support a seminarian, visit this page.

Tags: Lebanon CNEWA Priests

13 March 2012
Erin Edwards

A photo of Sally, a young Iraqi woman in Jordan, taken in April 2010. (photo: Gabriel Delmonaco)

In May of 2010 we were introduced to Sally, a lovely young Iraqi refugee in Jordan, by Sister Wardeh of the Franciscan Sisters of Mary. Sister Wardeh, a good friend and warrior for CNEWA, has worked with displaced Iraqis since the first Persian Gulf War in 1991. Sally’s story was especially poignant: this vibrant 19-year-old woman was battling cancer. Her chemotherapy was no longer working and she needed expensive surgery. CNEWA friends were able to rally behind Sally and her family. We raised $15,000 in one day to pay for her surgery. That gave Sally the precious gift of life, and the blessing of time.

Sadly, the time was short. We heard some sad news from Sister Wardeh recently: after a brave battle against the disease, Sally had “gone home to God.” We remember Sally and her family in our prayers, and we also remember those who cared for her so lovingly — people like Sister Wardeh. We are so thankful she introduced us to Sally — and thankful, too, that our CNEWA family was able to pull together and help her when she needed it most.

Join us this month as we celebrate the work of sisters like Sister Wardeh in the lives of women like Sally.

Tags: Refugees CNEWA Iraqi Christians Jordan Amman

12 March 2012
Erin Edwards

A parishioner leaves St. Elijah Church in Ain Kawa, a mostly Christian neighborhood outside Erbil, Kurdistan’s capital and largest city. (photo: Safin Hamed)

In the November 2011 issue of ONE, we reported that much of Iraq’s Christian population had found a haven in the Kurdish controlled north. Many had fled hostile cities like Mosul and Baghdad and were ready to start a new life in the Kurdish north. Over the weekend, The New York Times reported that Christians are now abandoning the area — due, in part, to lack of employment opportunities and security concerns:

“The consequence of this flight may be the end of Christianity in Iraq,” the United States Commission on International Religious Freedom wrote in its most recent annual report, summarizing the concerns of church leaders.

In January, the International Organization for Migration found that 850 of 1,350 displaced Christian families it was tracking in northern Iraq had left in the past year. Many cited fears about security as well as the strains of finding work, housing and schools in an unfamiliar place where they had few connections and spoke only Arabic, and not Kurdish.

“No one has done anything for us,” said Salim Yono Auffee, a member of the Chaldean/Assyrian Popular Council, a Christian group in northern Iraq. “These people are trying to figure out how to build their futures, to find homes, to get married. And they are leaving Iraq.”

Even in the relative safety of Kurdistan, some Christians say they still live in apprehension. A kidnapping of a Christian businessman in Erbil, the Kurdish capital, and a recent outbreak of riots and arson attacks against Christian-owned liquor stores in Dohuk Province — the northernmost in Iraq, along the Turkish border — have deeply unsettled Christian migrants to the area.

For more, read the Times’ article Exodus From North Signals Iraqi Christians’ Slow Decline.

Tags: Iraq Iraqi Christians War

9 March 2012
Erin Edwards

A sister treats a patient at the Mother of Mercy Clinic in Zerqa, Jordan. (photo: Nader Daoud)

Today is day two of our “Celebrating Women” campaign. In honor of the courageous women in our region, today’s picture comes from the Mother of Mercy Clinic in Zerqa, Jordan. This clinic is run and staffed by the Iraqi Dominican Sisters of St. Catherine of Siena. Last year 3,600 children received immunizations from the clinic. In December, Msgr. Kozar blogged about his visit to the clinic and the great work and beautiful spirit of the sisters who run this clinic:

We left Amman for densely crowded Zerqa, where we had an appointment to visit the Mother of Mercy Clinic. Perhaps the word “clinic” is a misnomer; this facility teems with activity and offers a multitude of services to a huge number of poor, almost all of whom are Muslim.

I have to tell you, the Dominican Sisters of St. Catherine of Siena, who run the clinic, are dynamos and command tremendous respect by the hundreds who come each day. Though the facilities are old, humble and crowded, the service provided is exceptional. On a typical day, the dispensary or emergency room might see between 100-140 patients. Additionally, there may be hundred mothers with their infants lined up for vaccinations. There are only two full-time doctors on staff, but they are complimented very well by a trained group of nurses, technicians, midwives, assistants and other helpers who make the delivery of services something to behold. I think our huge mega-hospitals in North America could learn a thing or two with the efficient management style seen here.

But most of all, there is a loving spirit demonstrated by the four sisters who work here and the dedicated staff that collaborates with them. Ra’ed mentioned that most of the staff have been employed at Mother of Mercy for many years, and while they could make greater sums elsewhere, they have made a commitment to stay and serve the poor.

Mother of Mercy is located right beside a huge Palestinian refugee camp, which houses about 80,000 inhabitants. You can imagine the volume of traffic to the clinic on some days, which lies within a compound that includes a parish church, dedicated to St. Pius X, and the parish school.

Another indicator of how beloved the sisters are is the fact that in every instance, save one, all the Muslim women with their children and infants felt very comfortable in allowing me to photograph them. Being cautious, I let one of the sisters accompanying me to ask their permission to take their photograph. I must tell you, the faces of both mother and child were prize-winning smiles, thanks to the sisters.

To learn more about the Mother of Mercy Clinic and the work of the Dominican Sisters, read Mothering Mercies from the May 2009 issue of ONE. To learn how you can help support the work of sisters like the Dominican Sisters, join our Causes page or give on our website.

Tags: Middle East Jordan Health Care Dominican Sisters

9 March 2012
John E. Kozar

In this photo, taken in 2010, a girl named Sandhya, dances at the home for disabled children run by the Preshitharam Sisters. The sisters ensured that Sandhya received a prosthesis — an artificial leg that fits perfectly below her knee. (photo: Gabriel Delmonaco)

Day 11, 9 March 2012

I am presently in Bangalore, India, on my way home to New York. However, I have another 30 hours before I will arrive there because of two long layovers. I wanted to share with you details of the final pastoral visit I made this morning before departing directly for the airport.

This final visit was a clincher, the best possible way to conclude what has been a most rewarding and fulfilling experience. This visit had all the ingredients that make this India sojourn so humanly and spiritually satisfying.

The place is the St. Anthony’s Dayssadan, a home for children with physical disabilities run by the Preshitharam Sisters. The director of the facility is Sister Tessy, and she is accompanied by six other caring and loving sisters.

The drama began the instant we arrived, when we were welcomed by all the children gathered at the front entrance to greet me with singing and clapping. Now, what I did not know was that about 80 percent of these beautiful children are not able to walk. They assembled there under their own incredible efforts. When the welcome ended they proceeded to crawl inside the building, down a long corridor (with the marble floor immaculately clean), then up a flight of stairs. I had tears watching them, as they demonstrated how they have overcome their disabilities. As I would easily discern, it is the result of the loving patience of the sisters, their devotion to teach these little ones how to overcome and to share with them the love of God for each of them. Let me tell you about three of these youngsters who typify the miracles taking place at this institution which is supported by CNEWA.

One boy of about 15-whose arms, hands, legs and feet are horribly contorted-demonstrated mobility by rolling himself down the long corridor, then amazingly up a long flight of stairs, all the while with a smile from ear to ear. I was choked up by his display of determination. His climbing up the staircase defied gravity, but not his human spirit.

Another special child was a 12-year-old boy, the only one presently confined to bed. He is recovering from surgeries that, hopefully, will reverse the ravages of a disease that form birth has eaten away at the bone structure in his joints. And because he is immobile, his condition is also complicated by bedsores. But do you know how this beautiful child welcomed me? He sang the most beautiful rendition, in perfect English, of “When the Saints Go Marching In.” The three of us had tears.

One other resident was a 16-year-old girl, dressed in a bright red sari, who joined five other girls in performing a dance for us. But three of the them either had limbs missing or were unable to walk. Two of them crawled up onto a little stage; the one in the bright red sari with a radiant smile also bounded onto the stage. The sisters told me she has an artificial limb and loves to dance. And that was an understatement. Now the beauty of the dance was that three were able to stand and dance (including the one with the prosthetic limb) with amazing vigor and precision, while the other three sat on the floor and used their hands in dance moves. There are really no disabilities with these lovely children — just challenges.

When I walked around to give each of them some candy — as has been the custom during all of our pastoral visits with children — I became very much aware of their physical challenges, as some of them could not put out their hands to accept the candy. Their joy in welcoming me prompted one of them to ask me to pray for all of them. Their response to my blessing was to sing together a lovely hymn, alluding to how God watches over us all. What a powerful life lesson for me.

The sisters here are saints, completely devoted to the care of these special children. I feel that this visit with the sisters and His little ones, was the perfect way to put it all into perspective. God loves everyone: the poor, the disadvantaged, those with special challenges. And we are privileged and have the honor of reaching out to the needs of so many in India. As much as we might do in helping them, we receive infinitely more as we experience their courage, their kindness, their patience, and especially their FAITH. Yes, above all they are filled with faith. Their trust in God watching over them, with a little help from our CNEWA family, is the great equalizer. It not only keeps them going, but it also brings joy and happiness to their lives.

I take this opportunity to thank all of you for joining me as we have walked in the missionary footsteps of St. Thomas. Everywhere his footprints are evident. We are all blessed by the legacy of St.Thomas and for having visited with the poorest of the poor.

I would like to acknowledge our regional director, M.L. Thomas, for his exceptional work in coordinating all our CNEWA efforts in India. He, along with his very devoted staff, serves as the conduit for our charity. It is a huge operation: 349 institutions helped, 22,000 children under sponsorship, thousands of seminarians as adopted spiritual sons, 700 women novices being sponsored and countless projects and programs. M.L. — along with Thomas Varghese from our office in New York, who accompanied me — did a yeoman’s job in making the long list of preparations for my visit.

Thomas was a great traveling companion, with a storehouse of knowledge and experience of the Indian church and the Indian people. As the former regional director here for seven years, he has a thorough knowledge of all the programs, institutions and projects. And everywhere we traveled, Thomas was warmly greeted as an old friend and face of CNEWA in India. Thanks, Thomas for all that you do for the poor!

Thanks to all the hierarchs who so warmly welcomed me; to all the priests, sisters and lay leaders who direct and administrate countless programs; to Ebby Joy, staff member in the Cochin office, who so dutifully and joyfully served as our driver — but especially my profound thanks to the poor, who continue to be my best teachers in being a good priest.

During my long flight home, you will be in my thoughts and especially my prayers, as will all of our family in India. God bless all of you!

Tags: India CNEWA Sisters Msgr. John E. Kozar Disabilities

8 March 2012
John E. Kozar

The chapel of the St. Joseph Pontifical Seminary in Kerala, India.
(photo: St. Joseph Pontifical Seminary)

Day 10, 8 March 2012

Today represents the last full day of my pastoral visit in southern India.

I began my day by returning to the CNEWA regional office in Cochin for a final visit and photo-op with all the employees there. It was a great joy for me to share with them some of the wonderful stories I’ll be carrying home with me, the fruits of a multitude of pastoral visits with the poor. They were very enthused as I gave them some snippets of my many experiences, especially the many visits with children.

As a way of remembering my time with them and offering them a little memento of my visit, I took photos of each of them with myself. I will personally cherish these as a remembrance of my time with them, as I will also cherish photos with literally everyone and every institution I visited. At this point, with only one visit remaining for tomorrow, I have taken more than 2,300 photos!

Our next visit took us to the St. Joseph Pontifical Seminary of the Syro-Malabar Church. The entry into the very large campus is most impressive. Historically, it is the oldest seminary in India, dating back about 340 years, and was founded by Carmelite Fathers from Spain.

It is a huge seminary, divided into two distinct sub-campuses — one Latin rite and the other one Syro-Malabar. My visit this day was to the Syro-Malabar division. Waiting to greet us at the entrance was Father Antony Narikulam, the rector, and Father Sebastian, the financial officer of the seminary. We had a delightful visit and Father Antony and I resonated immediately, as we both cherish our time spent as parish priests — or as we would say at home, pastors. He brings a depth of experience as parish priest, academic and administrator to his role as rector.

Father Antony led us into a meeting hall, where we were warmly greeted by 300 seminarians. There are actually over 400 studying here, but a little over 100 are extern students and do not live on the seminary campus.

Imagine looking out over the faces of 300 smiling seminarians! It is quite a sight, as most of our seminaries at home have very small enrollments and many have been forced to close. Of special note: the day I visited, these seminarians were involved in final exams, yet they took time from their study schedules to welcome me.

I was invited to address all the seminarians and I encouraged them in their vocations and shared my own joy, happiness and satisfaction in being a parish priest. I invited them especially to always see themselves as missionaries. The Syro-Malabar church distinguishes itself by being dynamically missionary, sharing its blessing of abundant vocations with many parts of the world.

Thomas Varghese told the young men how much their CNEWA sponsors enjoy receiving letters from them, and reminded them of how many of our donors look upon these seminarians as their adopted spiritual sons.

I got a big laugh from the seminarians when I did my impression of someone speaking Malayalam. You cannot believe how difficult the sounds are in this language.

Father Antony and his administration team and faculty were all present and gave a strong witness of how these seminarians are being very well educated academically, and also being well formed in their faith. I complimented them for the strength of the formation and spirituality that offers a great balance for their academic pursuits. I also invited them to consider always that the poor are the best of teachers. That has certainly been my personal experience during this pastoral visit. The poor can make the gospel simple, sincere and profound. God bless them.

As Cardinal George Alencherry had visited me in New York a few months ago (although before he was elevated to the rank of cardinal), I had promised to visit him during my present pastoral visit. And so he kindly invited me to join him for a private meeting and then afforded me the great privilege of dining with his bishops, who were present to honor him as a new cardinal and to spend a day in an “informal synodal setting” with him.

I learned so much about the Syro-Malabar Church from His Eminence and found him so cordial, open and relaxed in our conversation. I was joined at this meeting by two of his curia staff. Their participation was also very enriching for me.

At dinner, the cardinal gave me an opportunity to speak informally to all the bishops in their conference hall. It was a great honor to address them and give them some updates on CNEWA and some reflections on the Syro-Malabar Church, at least from my vantage point and as the new President of CNEWA. They listened intently and then His Eminence invited all of them to ask questions of me, make comments, etc. We had a very lively and engaged conversation. Many of them, especially the cardinal, publicly and privately expressed their appreciation for all the good works of CNEWA. They asked that I convey to all our CNEWA family their gratitude.

The hour was getting late and all the bishops would join their major archbishop in the morning for very important ecclesial matters in their day of meetings, so we said our goodbyes and I was invited to come back soon, with a special request to include some of the mission territories — that is, the much less-populated areas of their ministries — in my next visit. I promised to do my best in broadening the scope of my visits to include some more remote dioceses.

Tomorrow there will be one final visit to a home for physically challenged individuals. From there, Thomas and I will head for the airport and begin what will be a 37-hour-long journey back to New York.

It is now very late and I am ready to retire, but before shutting out the light, I will commend all of you to Almighty God and ask Him to watch over you and to reward you for all your kindnesses to the poor in India.

8 March 2012
Erin Edwards

Sister Bincy Joseph assists girls with their homework at Mother Mary Home for Girls in Kerala. (photo: Sean Sprague)

Today through 31 March, CNEWA celebrates women. Throughout the month we will share stories about the women who are vital to the work of CNEWA. You can find items here on the blog, through our Facebook page, Twitter, and our newly-minted Causes page. On the Causes page, you can stop by to give toward our $20K matching campaign, share a story, or just show your support and spread the word.

Today’s story comes from the March 2008 edition of ONE. In A Place to Call Home, Sean Sprague reported on the work of a group of sisters at an orphanage for girls in Kerala:

Sister Jean Mary emphasized that Kerala, while largely rural, is densely populated, as much as three times the rest of India. And up to a third of the state’s population live below the poverty level.

Most of the parents of the girls at Mother Mary Home work as day laborers at local quarries, brick factories or large rubber estates. Wages are abysmally low, the work, seasonal and hunger, common. Parents often find it necessary, Sister Jean Mary said, to send their children out to work to supplement their meager incomes. The parents of these girls are so socially and economically marginalized that they never bothered to obtain birth certificates for their children.

As its stated mission, the orphanage offers the children the chance to lead a “fulfilling and self-reliant life in close relation with other people.” To this end, the sisters do their best to create a homey atmosphere, prepare healthy meals, nurture the girls’ spiritual growth and faith in God and encourage them in their academic work so they may find gainful employment as adults.

The girls attend local Catholic elementary schools, which are within walking distance from the orphanage. Classes for kindergartners and students through fourth grade are held at a school half a mile away. Junior high school classes are conducted at a Catholic school two miles away.

For more, read A Place to Call Home. Don't forget to join us on Causes and follow along with our updates throughout the month!

Tags: India Sisters Orphans/Orphanages

8 March 2012
Sister Christian Molidor, R.S.M.

In this photo taken in 2000, a Filippini Sister plays with kindergarten students St. Lucy School in Adigrat, Ethiopia.
(photo: Sister Christian Molidor, R.S.M.)

Today, CNEWA begins a month-long campaign devoted to “Celebrating Women.” Longtime CNEWA colleague and friend, Sister Christian Molidor, reflects on the importance of the work of religious sisters in the region CNEWA serves, and appeals for your help in supporting the challenging work of these women whom she calls “the survival kits for humanity.”

Beware: Whenever you receive a message from a nun you don’t know, she’s going to ask for money. I’m no exception.

I’ve been a Sister of Mercy for 52 years, and for half of that I’ve served CNEWA until my retirement last September. A few of you will remember my nagging emails, many of which described the work of sisters in the countries where CNEWA serves. I asked for your prayers, and assured you of mine. But today, I ask for your help.

Years ago, I met an elderly gentleman at one of our schools in India. I asked him why he had enrolled all of his children in a Catholic school. He was a devout Muslim. He said, “I send all my children to Catholic schools. I send my family to Catholic hospitals. ... It’s just your church that I never attend.”

At the time, that hurt me. But the sadness of his judgment summarizes why I am convinced religious women, along with their dedicated coworkers, best represent the church! The sisters serve the people, regardless of their religion, race, gender, nationality, caste, tribe, designer dress or rags — everyone. They educate and care for ALL the people of God. What profound creativity: They love their neighbors!

Wait a minute, have we heard that somewhere else?

These women with whom I have had the privilege of living and working in the lands where CNEWA works were and remain role models for me, and I am proud to write on their behalf. St. Vincent de Paul’s words express how I know religious women are able to serve so many in so many different ways. They begin by loving their people:

“It is only when they feel your love that the poor will forgive you for the gift of bread.” Giving is the easy part. These women are the survival kits for humanity.


A little more about our “Celebrating Women” initiative:

In March, we celebrate women and their gifts to the world. What better way to celebrate than by showing your love for religious sisters who serve the church in some of the poorest places on earth?

This month, several generous benefactors of CNEWA are pledging $20,000 for the work of sisters if others can be found to make matching gifts. At stake is $40,000 for sisters. That money and all the good it can accomplish for the poor is within reach. But only with your help.

From now until 31 March, your gift for the work of sisters will be matched dollar-for-dollar, up to $20,000.

What does this opportunity mean for you? Every $1 you give today is worth $2 for sisters. Your $15 gift is actually worth $30. Your gift of $50 actually means $100 for sisters. You can double your gift instantly — and double the power of your love for sisters and for the poor whom they serve — if you take advantage of this matching gift challenge before the deadline of March 31st.

Please click on the link above and be as generous as you can.

Tags: CNEWA Sisters Women (rights/issues)

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