Mission to Magadan

Mission to Magadan

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you are in our prayers fr. michael and your little flock
happy new year fr. michael from KNOCK
py new year fr michael
fr michel just want you to know i am thinking youthis xmas
Hope to see you soon in Ireland again..
God bless you Fr. Michael Shields and your parishioner
thinking of you fr, michael and wishing you happy and holy christmas love and prayers from Knock
Congratulations to your new, young missioners! May they be blessed!
I was so pleased to have visited the Church of the Nativity of Christ today, and look forward to keeping in touch with your missionary work.
God bless you and your work🤠

The Mission to Magadan provides support to the Church of the Nativity of Jesus in Magadan, Russia. It is our mission to teach to word of God to our parish members and help them in their daily lives, to support Pro Life in Russia and help those in need.

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24/12/2020

Dear Brothers and Sisters, from my heart I greet you and wish you a Blessed Christmas and beautiful fruitful New Year!
-Fr. Michael

"A child is born to us! A son is given to us! And he will be our ruler. He will be called, “Wonderful[a] Counselor,” “Mighty God,” “Eternal Father,” “Prince of Peace.” His royal power will continue to grow; his kingdom will always be at peace." -Isaiah 9:6-7

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Дорогие наши Сестры и Братья, сердечно поздравляем Вас с Рождеством Христовым и наступающим Новым 2021 годом!
С молитвой, О Майкл

Ведь Младенец родился нам, Сын дан нам! На плечи Его будет возложена власть, и Он будет назван: Чудесный Советник[ Могучий Бог, Вечный Отец, Князь, дарующий мир. Умножению власти Его и мира нет конца; Исаия 9:6-7

Dear Brothers and Sisters, from my heart I greet you and wish you a Blessed Christmas and beautiful fruitful New Year!
-Fr. Michael

"A child is born to us! A son is given to us! And he will be our ruler. He will be called, “Wonderful[a] Counselor,” “Mighty God,” “Eternal Father,” “Prince of Peace.” His royal power will continue to grow; his kingdom will always be at peace." -Isaiah 9:6-7

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Дорогие наши Сестры и Братья, сердечно поздравляем Вас с Рождеством Христовым и наступающим Новым 2021 годом!
С молитвой, О Майкл

Ведь Младенец родился нам, Сын дан нам! На плечи Его будет возложена власть, и Он будет назван: Чудесный Советник[ Могучий Бог, Вечный Отец, Князь, дарующий мир. Умножению власти Его и мира нет конца; Исаия 9:6-7

21/12/2020

Our third story is by Elena Borinskina:

I lived in a small village in Belarussia(white Russia). The village was called Belogryd. When we were under polish rule all the village was Catholic but then during the Soviet Rule things changed.

We had a lovely church we call a “Kastyol” not far from the village. It had all the beautiful icons, statues and lovely benches that a catholic church should have. My whole family went to church and although we were poor with very little to wear we would dress up for church. Therefore my faith came with my birth into a catholic family. After the war it was hard to find work so I went to Minsk but it was difficult to find work even there. I heard an advertisement about Magadan and work with the komolsky youth group. There were five of us and we worked very hard and very well. We were builders and as women did hard physical work and you might say we built the city. I worked 39 years at this very hard labor. I got married and had a son who is in Vladivostok and has turned out to be a very fine person.

Of course during the communist times churches were closed there were in Magadan only a few church houses. After perestroika ( it is term in Russian which means rebuilding) first the orthodox church appeared. I was so delighted I went to pray there, light candles and visit God.

Then my good friend who is quite sick now said to me Lena do you know there is a Catholic church in an apartment on Lena Street? I began to go to my catholic church in the early 90s. I find in my life a deep peace because it is my church . At one time I cleaned the floor of the church. fr Michael asked to clean the floors Monday and Fridays. I love this church.

I go to Church and my life becomes easier to handle. I pray and although I live alone I find family at the church. I don’t get sick if I regularly pray. God is real and he helps us if we sincerely pray to Him.

I don’t think to live as a Catholic in Russia is hard. I live my faith and others don’t bother me. on my vacation when I fly home to Bellosrussia I immediately go to the church of course the priest I knew are all dead but there are younger priests now. What is most important is to pray, confess your sins and receive Holy Eucharist.

I really like our parish. Magadan is really indeed of our catholic parish and I love our church and feel so much at home in her. Fr Michael and the Sisters are so kind as well. You know the church, your faith is the most important thing in your life and especially as you become older you see this.

Our third story is by Elena Borinskina:

I lived in a small village in Belarussia(white Russia). The village was called Belogryd. When we were under polish rule all the village was Catholic but then during the Soviet Rule things changed.

We had a lovely church we call a “Kastyol” not far from the village. It had all the beautiful icons, statues and lovely benches that a catholic church should have. My whole family went to church and although we were poor with very little to wear we would dress up for church. Therefore my faith came with my birth into a catholic family. After the war it was hard to find work so I went to Minsk but it was difficult to find work even there. I heard an advertisement about Magadan and work with the komolsky youth group. There were five of us and we worked very hard and very well. We were builders and as women did hard physical work and you might say we built the city. I worked 39 years at this very hard labor. I got married and had a son who is in Vladivostok and has turned out to be a very fine person.

Of course during the communist times churches were closed there were in Magadan only a few church houses. After perestroika ( it is term in Russian which means rebuilding) first the orthodox church appeared. I was so delighted I went to pray there, light candles and visit God.

Then my good friend who is quite sick now said to me Lena do you know there is a Catholic church in an apartment on Lena Street? I began to go to my catholic church in the early 90s. I find in my life a deep peace because it is my church . At one time I cleaned the floor of the church. fr Michael asked to clean the floors Monday and Fridays. I love this church.

I go to Church and my life becomes easier to handle. I pray and although I live alone I find family at the church. I don’t get sick if I regularly pray. God is real and he helps us if we sincerely pray to Him.

I don’t think to live as a Catholic in Russia is hard. I live my faith and others don’t bother me. on my vacation when I fly home to Bellosrussia I immediately go to the church of course the priest I knew are all dead but there are younger priests now. What is most important is to pray, confess your sins and receive Holy Eucharist.

I really like our parish. Magadan is really indeed of our catholic parish and I love our church and feel so much at home in her. Fr Michael and the Sisters are so kind as well. You know the church, your faith is the most important thing in your life and especially as you become older you see this.

14/12/2020

Our second story is by Elenora Rasoxuna:

I was born in the soviet times in 1940. My father and mother were born when our part of Belorussia belonged to Poland. My father was an officer in the Polish army. And when the soviets came he became an officer in the Soviet Union by the time I was born.

Our whole family went to our local church all the time. We learned our faith from the catechism and went to church to my 16th birthday. We went to church and the service was long then after church we gathered in small groups and just talked. We were poor and went to church bare foot. I was born in the war years. We ate just potatoes, and some flour often for food. And if someone had a cow sometimes milk would be given to us. We had no clothes to go to school in. Our toilet was an outhouse. We were suffering much.

The Lord protected me and I went to Magadan on a work program. I worked with cleaning fish, then some other odd jobs but there was very little work here. I thought I will go home to Belorussia. But I stayed but it was very difficult because I had no documents that said I lived in Magadan. finally, a Christian friend agreed to have me sign on her apartment so I had an address. I found work and remember the first wage was 67 rubbles plus a northern addition I made under 100 rubbles. Then a woman said you can make more by working as a builder. I was 22 years old and strong and began my life as a builder, hard physical work and long hours but better pay.

I worked first with mortar and covered many walls here in Magadan. Life became a little easier and I married and gave birth to a daughter. My documents say I worked in this building area for 54 years. That is a long time.

There was no church in magadan but I prayed every morning and evening like I was taught. I thank god for this life and all He has given to me. Now without our church I know I would die. We have Fr Michael he is our priest and always hugs us when we come to church. And is always smiling and gives a good word of hope every Sunday. Sunday I come to church even at times when I don’t feel well because I know I must thank God.

On Christmas which is our Parish feast day we have friends that come with us to church. Our church is so beautifully decorated and children get presents that everyone in Magadan calls December 25th the Catholic Christmas. Fr David was with us for a long time but has gone home to care for his family. I will never forget him.

I am a Catholic. My faith carries me through my whole life. And all of my relatives share this faith. We are proud to be Catholic.

Our second story is by Elenora Rasoxuna:

I was born in the soviet times in 1940. My father and mother were born when our part of Belorussia belonged to Poland. My father was an officer in the Polish army. And when the soviets came he became an officer in the Soviet Union by the time I was born.

Our whole family went to our local church all the time. We learned our faith from the catechism and went to church to my 16th birthday. We went to church and the service was long then after church we gathered in small groups and just talked. We were poor and went to church bare foot. I was born in the war years. We ate just potatoes, and some flour often for food. And if someone had a cow sometimes milk would be given to us. We had no clothes to go to school in. Our toilet was an outhouse. We were suffering much.

The Lord protected me and I went to Magadan on a work program. I worked with cleaning fish, then some other odd jobs but there was very little work here. I thought I will go home to Belorussia. But I stayed but it was very difficult because I had no documents that said I lived in Magadan. finally, a Christian friend agreed to have me sign on her apartment so I had an address. I found work and remember the first wage was 67 rubbles plus a northern addition I made under 100 rubbles. Then a woman said you can make more by working as a builder. I was 22 years old and strong and began my life as a builder, hard physical work and long hours but better pay.

I worked first with mortar and covered many walls here in Magadan. Life became a little easier and I married and gave birth to a daughter. My documents say I worked in this building area for 54 years. That is a long time.

There was no church in magadan but I prayed every morning and evening like I was taught. I thank god for this life and all He has given to me. Now without our church I know I would die. We have Fr Michael he is our priest and always hugs us when we come to church. And is always smiling and gives a good word of hope every Sunday. Sunday I come to church even at times when I don’t feel well because I know I must thank God.

On Christmas which is our Parish feast day we have friends that come with us to church. Our church is so beautifully decorated and children get presents that everyone in Magadan calls December 25th the Catholic Christmas. Fr David was with us for a long time but has gone home to care for his family. I will never forget him.

I am a Catholic. My faith carries me through my whole life. And all of my relatives share this faith. We are proud to be Catholic.

07/12/2020

Welcome to our Advent mini-series! Our first story is by Anna Mikhalevich:

I was born in Belarus in 1932, in the small town of Glubokaya. The town is small, but very beautiful. And the church was built by my grandfather, so the church is old. My grandfather was very religious. And the whole family were believers. Before the Soviet regime, people held fast to their faith.

I was born into a peasant family, very religious. We lived together- dad, mom, and four children. Brother, me, and after me two more brothers. It was customary for us to baptize children – at two months and even earlier. They were baptized and grew up in the church. At the age of six I myself went to study the catechism. And they prepared us for seven years for the first confession and the first communion. With a specially sewn a white dress, shoes - and it was such a holiday, such a celebration! Oh my God! We went to the church all the time. And on Sunday and apart from Sunday, all holidays - the whole family is in church.

When I was born, we lived in Poland. When the war began, the Russians entered. But we all expected that we would again be given over to Poland - we did not like the Russians. Everything else came from them. And they did not believe in anything. But we never fell under Poland. We remained in the Soviet Union. And of course, they oppressed us terribly.

In almost all villages there were churches. If you tried to protect the church you were arrested, yet we decided in our village to protect our church. They wanted to remove the bells. But all the parish gathered: the men simply joined hands and stood around the church - and no one was allowed in. They spent the night there and did not allow the bells to be taken down. If only one person defended the church, they would be imprisoned. And so everyone stood up to defend the church, and as I remember, no one seemed to be hurt. And the church is still standing.”

And I remember when we were under the Germans, the Germans all went to church services. And even near the church they buried their soldiers. But after perestroika, the relatives of these people came, unearthed them, and took away the remains of their ancestors, transported back to their homeland. I was married in Magadan, and we had a son - but our life together did not work out. We lived badly. My husband was Orthodox, but it did not work out. We suffered for 14 years, and then separated. I came to Magadan in 1968 and worked as a shoe repairer for 8 years, but the work was very hard and not much pay. I had no documents so it was even harder to find work. I had many other jobs and life was always hard but we survived.

And when I went on vacation, I always went to a church for confession and communion. In Magadan, there was nothing - not a single church, not a single priest. So we lived. It wasn’t until 1992 that the first Orthodox church was built in Magadan. I even went to the Orthodox Church here for a while - just to be with God. God is one. I heard that there was a Catholic Church somewhere. And I kept asking people where it was. Somehow I walked by an apartment on Lenin Street and I saw a Catholic cross on the side of the building - I went in, and it turns out, here was our church. It was 1994. I found my friends here - also from Belarus, also Catholics. We immediately sat down on one bench, and we sit together at services. Four of us. One now can barely walk because of health issues. And so we stick together.

Faith is the most important thing in my life, I pray a lot. And I am convinced that God helps me. And my faith means a lot to me. I don't just walk along the road. Wherever I go, I go and pray. It happens that I don't even notice my acquaintances, they get offended. And you can't explain it to everyone, and I can't do it without prayer. And so I am all my life. Always with prayer. Earlier, there was nowhere to buy a rosary - so I simply counted the Rosary on my fingers and prayed. Always. And even now I read all the prayers in Polish, as I was taught in childhood, then after all my life.

I have my little iconostasis at home, in front of which I pray, this is a holy place. Now I sometimes think - how would I live if it were not for my church today. This is close to my heart, and I value it with all my heart, and I am happy. I cannot even express in words how important God is to me. And I understand this - God is everywhere, and in the sacrament He is real. It is not easy to be a Catholic in Russia. Especially in Magadan - many simply have no idea what the Catholic Church is. I often hear: We are Christians, and these are Catholics! I simply cannot silently pass by such statements - I explain that all who are baptized are Christians. And the Catholic faith is just as important as the Orthodox.

I remember how my mother got sick during the war. And they brought the priest for confession and communion. And my grandmother gave me a prayer for the sick to read. And I, little one, every day, on my knees, in front of the images, read it. And my mother recovered! This is how we were taught. And in life, faith has always helped me, always. Faith teaches a lot - and patience, and keep silent when necessary, and not behave aggressively, even when you are pushed to it. And always, God, help, help! But my granddaughter, thank God, understands. Recently she said to me: - Grandma, in my life, probably, that's why everything is good, that you pray like this all your life for us. I was so thankful to hear this from her. I see faith is growing in them.

Welcome to our Advent mini-series! Our first story is by Anna Mikhalevich:

I was born in Belarus in 1932, in the small town of Glubokaya. The town is small, but very beautiful. And the church was built by my grandfather, so the church is old. My grandfather was very religious. And the whole family were believers. Before the Soviet regime, people held fast to their faith.

I was born into a peasant family, very religious. We lived together- dad, mom, and four children. Brother, me, and after me two more brothers. It was customary for us to baptize children – at two months and even earlier. They were baptized and grew up in the church. At the age of six I myself went to study the catechism. And they prepared us for seven years for the first confession and the first communion. With a specially sewn a white dress, shoes - and it was such a holiday, such a celebration! Oh my God! We went to the church all the time. And on Sunday and apart from Sunday, all holidays - the whole family is in church.

When I was born, we lived in Poland. When the war began, the Russians entered. But we all expected that we would again be given over to Poland - we did not like the Russians. Everything else came from them. And they did not believe in anything. But we never fell under Poland. We remained in the Soviet Union. And of course, they oppressed us terribly.

In almost all villages there were churches. If you tried to protect the church you were arrested, yet we decided in our village to protect our church. They wanted to remove the bells. But all the parish gathered: the men simply joined hands and stood around the church - and no one was allowed in. They spent the night there and did not allow the bells to be taken down. If only one person defended the church, they would be imprisoned. And so everyone stood up to defend the church, and as I remember, no one seemed to be hurt. And the church is still standing.”

And I remember when we were under the Germans, the Germans all went to church services. And even near the church they buried their soldiers. But after perestroika, the relatives of these people came, unearthed them, and took away the remains of their ancestors, transported back to their homeland. I was married in Magadan, and we had a son - but our life together did not work out. We lived badly. My husband was Orthodox, but it did not work out. We suffered for 14 years, and then separated. I came to Magadan in 1968 and worked as a shoe repairer for 8 years, but the work was very hard and not much pay. I had no documents so it was even harder to find work. I had many other jobs and life was always hard but we survived.

And when I went on vacation, I always went to a church for confession and communion. In Magadan, there was nothing - not a single church, not a single priest. So we lived. It wasn’t until 1992 that the first Orthodox church was built in Magadan. I even went to the Orthodox Church here for a while - just to be with God. God is one. I heard that there was a Catholic Church somewhere. And I kept asking people where it was. Somehow I walked by an apartment on Lenin Street and I saw a Catholic cross on the side of the building - I went in, and it turns out, here was our church. It was 1994. I found my friends here - also from Belarus, also Catholics. We immediately sat down on one bench, and we sit together at services. Four of us. One now can barely walk because of health issues. And so we stick together.

Faith is the most important thing in my life, I pray a lot. And I am convinced that God helps me. And my faith means a lot to me. I don't just walk along the road. Wherever I go, I go and pray. It happens that I don't even notice my acquaintances, they get offended. And you can't explain it to everyone, and I can't do it without prayer. And so I am all my life. Always with prayer. Earlier, there was nowhere to buy a rosary - so I simply counted the Rosary on my fingers and prayed. Always. And even now I read all the prayers in Polish, as I was taught in childhood, then after all my life.

I have my little iconostasis at home, in front of which I pray, this is a holy place. Now I sometimes think - how would I live if it were not for my church today. This is close to my heart, and I value it with all my heart, and I am happy. I cannot even express in words how important God is to me. And I understand this - God is everywhere, and in the sacrament He is real. It is not easy to be a Catholic in Russia. Especially in Magadan - many simply have no idea what the Catholic Church is. I often hear: We are Christians, and these are Catholics! I simply cannot silently pass by such statements - I explain that all who are baptized are Christians. And the Catholic faith is just as important as the Orthodox.

I remember how my mother got sick during the war. And they brought the priest for confession and communion. And my grandmother gave me a prayer for the sick to read. And I, little one, every day, on my knees, in front of the images, read it. And my mother recovered! This is how we were taught. And in life, faith has always helped me, always. Faith teaches a lot - and patience, and keep silent when necessary, and not behave aggressively, even when you are pushed to it. And always, God, help, help! But my granddaughter, thank God, understands. Recently she said to me: - Grandma, in my life, probably, that's why everything is good, that you pray like this all your life for us. I was so thankful to hear this from her. I see faith is growing in them.

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Songs and community at parish's Mardi Gras party
Music at parish's Mardi Gras party
Children at parish's Mardi Gras party
June 20th was Corpus Christi- check out some pictures of our celebration and we hope you were celebrating with us!
Passion of Christ
Montage of Magadan Parish
Brief photo recap of our most recent Vacation Bible School. Kids keep coming so we keep teaching them of our Lord! Siste...
Our eight missionary college students have held our children's club three times a week where they teach English, eat lun...
Our kids, sisters and missionaries are all together serving with hearts full of love!.
Our Vacation Bible School was a perfect way to kick off the 2017 year!
Our first ever youth retreat...we cannot believe we have so many children who are now teenagers!
Check out our guest, Fr. Vitaliy, who teaches us, prays with us and has been a blessing for our mission since he came!

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Box 171
Magadan
685000
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