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Reflections of a Re-fired Minister
by Lerry Chase

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In Illusions - The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah,1  Richard Bach tells of meeting a Jesus figure who has the power to teach the truths of this world and others. The figure is a reluctant Master who, in consultation with the Creator, has determined that it is not necessary to endure the crowds and has simply announced to those who would seek supplication, "I quit." Now, I have no illusions of being a messiah or even a Master figure. However, I felt a kinship with Bach's reluctant Messiah as I shared the short story and reflected on my own faith/life journey.

I don't know when I figured it out. Actually, I didn't figure it out at all - it was just there. As a teenager I knew that I would be a minister. Call it a calling if you want. There was no radiant conversion. There was no struggle. There was simply an awareness that I would pursue a vocation of service to others, to the church and to God.

Following my years at Grove City College in western Pennsylvania and later at Princeton Theological Seminary, I spent thirty years in parish ministry. For the most part it was enjoyable and I was convinced that it was an inspired path. There were relationships, teachings, inspirations, and even miracles. I spent time with teens seeing myself as an adult guarantor, a mentor who could ease their passage through adolescence. I spent hours in the counseling office with friends who were in the midst of psychic pain and sensed the presence of God as we worked miracles together, for each other. Together we worshipped, knowing that God was in our midst and together we gloried in the Creation. Those were good years for me.

I spent thirty years in
parish ministry... Those
were good years for me.
I served three congregations - two as a called pastor and one as a designated pastor having been given temporary assignment by the denomination for the congregation in transition. The latter was a very small group of believers worshipping in a very old local congregation tradition that stretched over one hundred and fifty years. The first was a congregation of 2000 members to which I was called as Associate Pastor and with whom I stayed almost eighteen years serving with a succession of three senior colleagues. There they cared for their young associate and nurtured me into my own adulthood and into my own sense of ministry. We grew together and loved each other very much. In the third parish I served as their senior minister. We found ourselves in an urban residential community living a forty-year-old dream of better times and struggling to become a neighborhood congregation once again. In all of these parishes we knew that our path was the path of God and we cared very deeply for each other and for those around us.

It was not unusual for me
to put in fifteen hour days
and seventy-five hour weeks.
Each of these congregations provided opportunity for me to serve others, the church and God as was my charge. There were meetings to attend, classes to teach, counseling to do, visiting to share and liturgical services to conduct from worship to marriages to baptisms and finally to funerals as we passed loving souls on into the care of the Creator God. Over the years the relationships grew deep. The parish was a good place for me. The parishes I served in Pennsylvania and New York included strong, committed believers. These were people who lived their faith. They were people who could tell you what they believed and what difference that made in their lives. They were concerned about each other, their communities and God's whole universe. Together we worked hard and long. It was not unusual for me to put in fifteen hour days and seventy-five hour weeks. Though some were afraid that I would exhaust myself, I seemed to thrive on the activity. I felt like Bach's reluctant Master taking pleasure in being part of the miraculous daily events as all of God's children went about creating the Kingdom on earth. People were comforted. We grew in awareness, not only of ourselves, but also of our mission as we extended the love of God into the neighborhood and, in many ways, expended ourselves in service to those around us. We knew that we walked with God.

... now I was to become
part of a ministry that was
immersed in the ministry of
teaching peace and justice.
After thirty years in the parish I was given a new challenge to focus my skills on a new type of ministry. It was one thing to talk the talk of peace and justice, but now I was to become part of a ministry that was immersed in the ministry of teaching peace and justice. Theological/philosophical concepts were given blood and flesh. Instead of being caught up in the lives of individuals, of their marriages and families, now I would be challenged by global ideas and how to translate these larger issues into personal, life-changing experiences. We would speak of personal transformation and community and peace on earth.

... we still had racists who
smugly worshipped in our
congregations believing
that God blessed their beliefs.
Bach's reluctant Master was described as "dying of his need to say what he knew, and nobody cared enough to listen."2  During one of the political elections, in conversation with several members in my last parish, I realized that I had so carefully avoided being political, that my friends had no idea where I stood on the issues of the debates. In retrospect, I realized that, after thirty years of preaching, we still had racists who smugly worshipped in our congregations believing that God blessed their beliefs. Some of our business people still made little connection between their faith and the practices of their businesses. After all, they rationalized, their job was to do well so that the community could thrive. Individuals were so caught up in their lives that there was little awareness of the ways in which their daily decisions were part of a larger inequity that made life easy for some while others were kept from participating in the pleasures of the good life. We could study and worship together and still not see the political and economic realities that divided our communities.

Again, Bach's reluctant Master reflected "and when the throng pressed him with its woes, beseeching him to heal for it and learn for it and feed it nonstop from his understanding and to entertain it with his wonders, he smiled upon the multitude and said pleasantly, 'I quit.'"3  It was time for me to move from being a minister to being a missionary.

"...he smiled upon
the multitude and said
pleasantly, 'I quit.'"
Many of my friends thought they understood this designation of missionary as they tried to understand what it is that I would be about. Unfortunately, the focus of our missionary effort was misunderstood to be the people in Mexico. In reality, BorderLinks' mission is to the people of the United States! These are the good souls who need to be converted. This is the focus of our evangelism. Our work involved working with our partners in Mexico to provide immersion experiences for students and people of faith from the US as they tried to understand the effects of the global economy. At the time I started we had just grown to seven staff members and we held no property except for a van and two donated cars. Our office was in a small house that doubled as a dormitory.

BorderLinks' mission is
to the people of the United
States... working with our
partners in Mexico.
Two and a half years later we are a bi-national staff of eighteen with almost half being Mexican. We use three rented houses in Tucson. We own two properties in Mexico, three vans and three old cars. We have doubled the number of trips and tripled the number of participants. Departmentally, our primary focus is still on providing experiential education opportunities for US participants. Additionally, we provide popular education events (in environmental justice, micro-credit/cottage industries) for border residents; direct service (free, hot lunches for over three hundred school children, clothing/linen distribution, retreat facilities and a weekly religious service as well as community organizing and Bible study) for the residents of several neighborhoods in Nogales, Sonora; educational transportation; and a full semester program that will serve students in both the US and Mexico.

'What does it mean to live
in the developed, "first world"
knowing that one's life style
is supported by the labor of
the "third world?"
For the US participants we try to raise the question, 'What does it mean to live in the developed, "first world" knowing that one's life style is supported by the labor of the "third world?" In trying to determine what to do with the learning of one of our BorderLinks' trips, I tell participants that I don't want them to go home and yell at the clerk in Wall-Mart. The sins of the global economy should not be laid there. What we do want is for them to return home and incorporate the learnings into their daily activities; to be informed consumers. Know that products made 'offshore' are probably made by low wage labor. Some have called it a modern-day slavery. Ask yourself if you want to participate in that system. Similar questions could have been asked before the Civil War as to whether or not the products manufactured from slave cotton might somehow be tainted by the system itself. Just as we fought apartheid by boycotting business in South Africa, perhaps we should develop a consumerism that challenges multinational companies to be responsible citizens of the world.

What we do want is for them to
return home and incorporate the
learnings into their daily activities.
Our participants will talk with other like-minded believers, and seek ways to be informed about the use (or miss-use) of migrant labor in their own communities. They will become informed investors and, whenever possible, exercise their proxy ownership responsibilities to challenge the corporate powers to be better world citizens. They will examine their philosophical/theological assumptions for those ambiguous dark places we all harbor. They will ask themselves if there are ways they can clarify and simplify their own lifestyles. They might seek a life style that does not take advantage of others or does not usurp the resources needed by others to simply survive.

My life has become much
simpler over the last couple of
years; not less busy, just simpler.
These are the learning of an experience on the border. They are also the teachings of thirty years of parish ministry and preaching. Indeed, God laid a challenge before me forty-five years ago. I have followed that challenge in my life and ministry with varying success during years of growth. I continue to follow that call as I focus my attention on a ministry of education and actualization. My life has become much simpler over the last couple of years; not less busy, just simpler. When asked if I miss the parish I respond, "Sure, I miss the relationships, but I am enjoying this phase of ministry very much. Each day feels like I am on vacation!"

Here is a test to find whether
your mission on earth is finished:
If you're alive, it isn't.
Richard Bach's reluctant Master had a "Handbook for Masters." In it were teachings for those who would follow the call. One of these stated: "In order to live free and happily you must sacrifice boredom. It is not always an easy sacrifice." 4 

Another suggested "Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: If you're alive, it isn't."5 

 1 Bach, Richard. Illusions, the Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah. Delacorte Press. 1977. Richard Bach also wrote Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
 2
Ibid. Pg. 72.
 3
Ibid. Pg. 21.
 4
Ibid. Pg. 130.
 5
Ibid. Pg. 121.

Lerry Chase is the Director of Fundraising at BorderLinks, and the father of Rick Ufford-Chase. Besides his work with BorderLinks, Lerry does consulting for faith based communities and not-for-profit organizations. You can find our more about these activities on Lerry's web site, www.lwchase.com


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