Attitude and Dispositions, Choices, Life

Stop Right there!

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I’m currently in Makati City, one hour and five minutes away from my mission area Culion, Palawan via air trip, but, if I take the boat trip that would be twelve hours.

Mission life is great but I needed a break. Yes! Routine works (sometimes) need redefining and reevaluation. Missionaries need air!

I hoped and prayed to have fresh air away from my mission-based work. I had in mind maybe an updating seminar, summer activities or better studies. And, God must be crazy to grant it. I’m sent for studies on Catechetical Formation in Institute for Catechetical Ministry, San Carlos Seminary.

Life would be great, it’s a two-month get-away from stresses and demands.

Breaking-free didn’t come easily, as i was filled with all assignments and requirements. My “get-away” didn’t go well with my plan.

I slept late in the evening to keep up with all those papers.

Despite those wee hours work, what struck me was this colleague , who when asked how was his papers doing, responded, “I’m not sure if I successfully sent the email to our Professor as I was just using my cellphone.” Shock, I said “You mean, you been up all this time, doing your paperworks in your cellphone?”

I had it wrong. I was ashamed.

Though, it’s a tug-of-war between beating up the deadline and enjoying my “time”, I’m deeply grateful, without which, I won’t be able to develop friendships and discover new things, and life-long learnings: (1) Not all hooked up with cellphones are doing social network thing, texting, etc. others are really working their patience to beat their concerns (2) stop the habit of quick judgment.

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Church Events, Gratitude, Inspiration, Life, Lifestyle, Reflection/Introspection, Religion, Spirituality

PCNE Hindsight (THE WALK)

The day 1 of PCNE (Philippine Conference for New Evangelization) has just concluded. And, joy-filled, I’m posting this blog. These are my SPC (Sisters of St. Paul of Chartres) companions. You might be wondering, there’s a blue among the gray! She’s our adopted sister from Vietnam who stays in the Philippines for her Master’s Degree.

I’m on the road now boarding with my Sisters. I’m pretty sure they’re tired as well, yet, filled with joy and affirmed of their dignity as Filipino Youth!

The conference began with a powerful question of Archbishop Chito Cardinal Tagle, “How do Jesus walk?” He explained quoting some of the Gospel Stories where Jesus was “walking with”. One of the beautiful, striking yet, not new, and remained unnoticed, is how Jesus takes time to Eat. Yes! You read it right. Jesus eats. We have read several accounts where Jesus eats not only with tax collectors but even officials of the temple. As Tagle would say, this eating is Jesus way of “walking with” them. This would mean, meeting them where they are at. Seeing them for who they are and for what they are.

Tagle continued to stir the crowd of clergy and religious with a thought provoking presentation on the different walks of the Filipino Youth, he named one in particular, that the Youth of today, he said, are holding their cellphones connected and communicating simultaneously anywhere and everywhere all at the same time.

He end up by asking us participants, “how do you” walk” with the Youth?”

True enough, it made me assess and evaluate my ways of” walking with the youth I am handling and working them. There were various thoughts arose such as youth discipline, awareness, limitations mine’s and their. I felt ashamed because I know for certain that I have failed in some ways (justifying myself as well, too proud to admit my limitations ).

Humbled, I know I needed my Jesus to help me in the ministry He has entrusted to me. Accompanying the Youth is never easy yet at the same time fulfilling knowing that I have helped a young man or woman find its ways either back to God, see his/her direction in life, follow her/his dream, or being able to be present with and an ear to listen to, is just enough to keep me going in my ministry.

I will end this “raw” post. Yes, it is definitely raw as I haven’t proofread or reviewed what I have written. I just grabbed my cp from my bag and scribbled my letters and my happy thoughts unto my notepad, and posted this.

OK, I will end tonight blog with this question that you and I could ponder together before we sleep and even upon rising tomorrow and the day after.

How are you contributing in the formation of the Youth [in your country] ?

Good night everyone. And a holy rest to all.

By the way, in the Philippines we are celebrating our 500 years of Christianity, in 2021. As form of celebration the Church here had a 9-yr plan, each year with different themes, for 2019 it is Year of the Youth, so all activities are geared towards this theme.

Inspiration, Joy, Life

Kill Them With Kindness — Cristian Mihai

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” — Martin Luther King Jr. Being mean to someone else, particularly when dealing with situations in which the other person is displaying incompetence, is effortless and often efficient. The result is that you’ve probably ruined their […]

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Choices, Gratitude, Inspiration, Joy, Life, Lifestyle, Reflection/Introspection, Vocation

Past is never Past

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I am deeply grateful to my congregation for all the helps and assistance accorded to me in my early formation which opened me to a new understanding and acceptance of the beautiful and worse self – the brokenness of my past and the on-the-process healed present self.

I entered Religious Life when I was nineteen in 2001, had my first profession in 2004 and in 2011 received my perpetual vows. I have been assigned in our education ministry for the past seven years of which I gave my heart for the work which I loved so dearly.  After which, I was assigned to our Home for the Elderly Nuns to help in the finance department and for retreat ministry, after two years I was transferred to a seemingly minority group in our congregation the Pastoral ministry, since 2016 up to now I am the Catechetical Coordinator of the Parish in Culion, Palawan.

I finished Bachelor of Arts in Political Science at St. Paul University Surigao.  I never dreamt of becoming who I am now.  The turn of events came when I was in third year college.  It was quick.  I went out of my English class and made “tambay” in the corridor, gazing at the ground from the third floor, these thoughts came to me, “Ano ang gagawin ko sa buhay ko? Hindi naman pwede habang buhay barkada lang, or party or gala ng gala ako at friends ko. Darating ang araw magkakaroon kami ng kanyang-kanyang buhay.  Ano ang maging akin?” Those thoughts made an impact on me.  This became my compass, which eventually defined what I would decide on.

However, that same year, there was a “Vocation Awareness” in our school I did not join but my friend Jay handed me a brochure with a statement, “If a business walks for a mile to earn a centavo, how much more if you walk for a mile to save one soul.” I was so struck with these words but didn’t understand what it meant.  Later that year, what keeps ringing on me was the feeling on “I want something that lasts, something that does not end nor are not measured by salary or work time.”

That same year, too, my teammate Michelle in Volleyball was already attending a search-in with the Mensa Domini Sisters.  Unknown to her my “inner search” she invited me to join her, and that was the start of being in touch with what I didn’t know then, the “inner search for meaning in life.” 

I broke the news to my parents that I want to enter the convent on the eve of my nineteenth birthday in 2001.  My parents scolded me and were disappointed, but there was a sort of “certainty” of feeling that “Someone called me for this.”

Everyone was NO to the idea.

Instead of a regular four year course, I finished my bachelor’s degree in three years and one summer I was nineteen years of age.  Being a summerian graduate, my father requested if I could take a one semester break before enrolling at San Sebastian.  That means, I had four months (June-Sept) rest prior to my Law proper.  With those free months I applied in my Alma Mater.  I was assigned in the Finance department as voucher clerk and as a part-time substitute teacher.  I find this event of my Father’s request to postpone my enrolment as a salient event in my life, had it not been for the postponement of my enrolment I would not become an SPC.

When I was working, my former school paper editor-in-chief Alfredo Dimaano upon learning that I have been attending search-in in other congregation requested the SPC Sisters to have me join in their second Sunday search-in.  The accompaniment session of the St. Paul sisters with me began.

I was accepted in both congregations.  The Mensa Domini sisters’ entrance was May and for the St. Paul’s August.  I wanted to join the Mensa Domini but since the entrance was through, I was requested to wait for another year.  And that left me only with St. Paul’s entrance on August.  I was proud and self-sufficient then, disobeying my parents, I entered St. Paul in 2001.

Looking back with these events in my life, I can say that I am grateful to all the turnabouts in my life.  Those events helped me in my capacity to discern and see God’s hand at work in my life. I can see God is “paki-alamero” in my plans in life only for my good benefits.  One example that I can identify is that, I am able to become more surrendering to the Lord especially in my ministry and obedience.  There are times when it is difficult for me to accept and understand, yet, whenever I am confronted with my stubbornness, I am always led to realize what God has done before and “look, how great it was!”  Another thing that I am grateful is that no what how the turn of events in my life would be – whether the pains that I experience in the community and with superiors, or in my ministry, I know that God has great plans for me.

On August 2018, I will be celebrating my eighteen years in the convent, and eight years as perpetually professed SPC sister.  Life is not easy.  Life is not fair.  There is politics in the convent.  Life in the convent is never a bed of roses nor an ideal state, yet, I am certain this is where I want to be.  I want to spend my life serving the Lord, loving Him despite my unfaithful heart and stubborn will.  When I was a Postulant in 2002, I was asked to make a symbol.  I made a cut out two hands holding each other (One bigger than the other).  When I was asked to explain, I simply said: “I am telling the Lord to hold my hands tight, as you can see, I have the tendency to let go of this hand.  But, if He does, surely I will stay an SPC until my last breath.”

And, I believed, I had my moment already.  In 2009, I let go of this hand.  I did not apply for my perpetual vows, but He held my hands so tight I can’t let go.  And, up to now, He is holding my hands still tight not giving me any chance to let go.

I still have tons of loads of issues I need to face.  And every day, I beg the Lord to heal me, to make me whole and make me a better person and more accepting and understanding of all my issues whenever  it comes again in another form.

 

 

 

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Choices, Gratitude, Inspiration, Life, Pain, Reflection/Introspection, Uncategorized

I’m Online

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I’m back.

It’s good to be away for awhile from what I have loved to do-writing my thoughts. Having “left” the social networking world has given me a chance to really focus on something that I lack most-CONNECTION and PRESSENCE

Yes!

Well,  I’m no excuse.

Most of the time, because my world has been so fast and vast, i lost contact with persons dear to me. I neglect them in many varied ways, justifying, they’re always there anyway! Or that “they know, I love them much I’m not just that person who always communicates.” And, at time, I’m really busy.

HOwever, the turn of events in my family recently taught me to value something that I lack at this present time of faceless and borderless communication.  Two weeks ago, my uncle and his son had a car collission leaving both in critical condition up to now.  We’re preparing for worst.  I am preparing the worst. Death.

Regret now creeps.  Regret fills all of me. I dont have to give the detail, it tires me to pour. Death is imminent.

Despite this sadness overwhelming me, it taught me a lesson, I swore will never fail me again.

Find time.

Spend time.

Treature time.

 

 

 

 

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FULL PACKAGE

Ms Universe 2017 South Africa, deserves the crown not because she wowed the judges and drop-jaw the audience but because SHE is more than what our eyes can see.

She is not just an ordinary woman, who posesses the beauties of the universe, she  is a woman for, with and in God.

Choices, Inspiration, Joy, Life, Lifestyle, LIVES OF THE SAINTS, Reflection/Introspection, Spirituality

November 1st

Are you not envious of Saints?

I do. Because they remind me of my capacity to be with them.

Saints, except martyrs, were just ordinary people like you and me. They did not Excel in extraordinary work, profession, etcera. Only, that, they are faithful to their ordinary life putting love, ahay! Great love, I mean to say. They have put a great deal of love over what they have and do thus making it extraordinary.

They work in silence. Not seeking to be praised or recognized. But their goodness did not escape in the eyes of God.

And, 

They have become where they are now.
Happy All Saints’ Day

Beauty and Brain, Choices, Life, Lifestyle, Reflection/Introspection, Social Concerns / Commentary, Spirituality

Social Media

Sometimes, I am dumbfounded by the grace effected by Social Media. Where people abused and misused it, others are carefully using it to bring message of hope, inspiration and even religious experience or transformation, I dare say.

May each one of us effect others with our responsible use of social media.

Choices, Life, Pain, Reflection/Introspection

Choosing Today

When disagreement takes away the warmth of communication. I wish to take back the words I said.

When disagreement takes away the laughter’s shared in a moment’s glance. I wished I’d known it.

When disagreement takes away the company of civility, I wish to be more understanding and not rude

When disagreement supplies falls happiness of “I’m ok”, I wish I had the courage to choose to transcend and reached out. I wish I have been more self-forgetful to be other-centered.

When disagreement takes away my hope for a new tomorrow, I dare to bring it in and start anew.

I have today.

I have tommorow’s today. 

It is always today, so I start to begin anew, making all things new today