Category Reflections

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The Majesty of Restraint

The phrase “Flood Control” has been ringing in our ears, not as a promise of safety, but as an indictment of greed. The recent scandal exposing the web of political corruption—ghost projects, substandard materials, and billions of pesos diverted—offers a…

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God’s power made perfect in weakness

A recent reflection brought forth a piercing question: What if your greatest weakness or temptation is actually the gateway to your fullest potential—where God desires to work most powerfully in you? This isn’t just a poetic sentiment. Within the Catholic…

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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…

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Hala akong mga gamit!

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…

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I thirst for love

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…

But are you happy?

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…

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Grief is love’s echo

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…

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But why does God love us?

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…