Introduction: This is the first time I will post a Lectio Divina (Diving Reading) Reflection. As a Marist young Brother, I don’t give sermons. But like a teacher (or a future teacher), I can give my personal experiences. I’ll do it the WordPress way. Just pardon my English. Continue reading
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An act of contrition
I have an embarrassing confession to make. Before I entered consecrated life, I was a non-practicing Catholic who does not know well about our Church and her catechism. It is a long story to tell. To put it simply, I was not well catechized. And now that I am a Marist Brother, I need to start from the basics like sacraments, liturgy, and the scriptures.
It is not that I do not know the rites; I just do not understand a lot of things on how or why we do them.
It is not that I do not know the gospel; I just realized that there is a lot of things that I need to know about the scriptures.
I need to know.
I need to understand.
These are just the steps I have to take to go to the mountain of the Lord.
Marami pa talaga akong kakaining bigas.
(It will be a long journey.)
On How a Clumsy Guy met a Beautiful Volunteer
Last Sunday, after having my haircut, I went to the Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage to attend the mass.
During the communion, I saw Anna, the beautiful volunteer of Marcellin Homes from Germany, and I decided to greet her after the mass.
I personally don’t know her that much and I just met her once during a dinner last Friday.
So after the mass outside the church, while facing her in a short distance, I waived my hand while looking at her.
It seems that she didn’t recognize me since I did not mention her name.
Maybe she was thinking, “Who is this geek waving his hand on me?”
Maybe she didn’t really noticed me waving my hand.
When I saw her companion, whom I don’t know personally, I just chickened out of my way towards the church gate.
If Anna was someone whom I truly know well, then I would have shouted at the voice that might scandalize the churchgoers and waved my hands more enthusiastically.
What I did was clumsy.
That’s the introvert in me winning the day.