
Late si Father!
“Dili ba ko makasala kung maglagot ko sa late comer na pari?”That was the message a friend sent me today, Sunday. I laughed and said, “Okay lang maglagot. We all do.” But that simple question leads me to reflect more…

“Dili ba ko makasala kung maglagot ko sa late comer na pari?”That was the message a friend sent me today, Sunday. I laughed and said, “Okay lang maglagot. We all do.” But that simple question leads me to reflect more…

When the strong earthquake struck this morning, only one thought crossed my mind: Masayang akong mga gipundar. What if everything I’ve built, bought, and saved for — the things I worked hard for, even borrowed money for — turned to…

Perhaps this thirst for love is unquenchable—rooted not just in my personal history of abandonment, but in a soul created to love and be loved completely. I love deeply, often too much. And when that love isn’t returned—whether by friends…

My younger sister, Zandra, dreamt that I died. The dream was so vivid and emotional that she woke up in tears. Still shaken, she messaged our sister Salve, who then shared it in our family group chat. I responded with…

The phrase “Hate the sin, not the sinner” has often been repeated, but rarely lived. In our country—where over 80% of the population professes the Catholic faith—we would expect mercy to be part of the cultural bloodstream. But the truth…

Sometimes I wish I had never known love. It sounds ungrateful to say that — even unholy. But it’s the truth my heart whispers when the silence of my room feels too loud. I wish I had never known love…

Every Catholic, at some point in their journey of faith, has experienced spiritual dryness—those periods when prayer becomes a struggle, when we go through the motions without truly encountering God. In such moments, setting aside time for sincere, personal conversation…

Most of the time, I assess myself—my actions, my emotions, my tendencies. I talk to myself about my faults. I reason. I reprimand. I pause and reflect, especially when I’ve hurt people because of my words or actions, often in…

Sa kadaghang pista nga akong naadtuan sukad sa akong pagserbisyo isip media team sa archdiocese, pipila ka mga higayon ko nakabantay og kultura nga hangtod karon nagapabilin: ang tanang lami para ra gyud sa pari. Makapahimuot ni sa unang tan-aw.…

“Tampururot ka.” This is a common phrase we say—sometimes in jest, sometimes in gentle frustration—to friends or family members who easily get offended and quietly disappear from the scene. They sulk, withdraw, and stay away for days, months, or even…

August 11, the feast of St. Clare, marks four years since I first found the Monasterio de Sta. Clara in Catalunan Grande. I still remember searching on Google for a place where I could present myself as an aspirant for a contemplative community. The monastery was everything I thought I needed—solemn, quiet, rich in prayer and activity, leaving no space for idle thoughts or wrongdoing.

“There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit distributes them. There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord.”— 1 Corinthians 12:4–5 The Church often speaks of the threefold mission of Christ—prophetic, priestly, and kingly—which all the…