Less than six months after Christmas, I unexpectedly got my publication and was able to finish. Faithfulness resulted to fruitfulness. I just had to hold on, not to worry, and trust -- everything shall be well in God’s time. 

By letting us feel his bones and touch flesh, he also quietens our fears. He invites to rise from being weak and powerless to stand with Him in power and might. To be no longer slaves of sin and death. So that, finally, convinced by His enduring love we may…

We are enduring very difficult times of lies and deception, murder and violence. The resurrection of Jesus assures us of the ultimate victory of God, and the ultimate triumph of truth and life.

There are pains, however, that are worth celebrating. Pains rooted in love. Pains patterned after the very pains endured by Christ on the cross. The pains of a mother at childbirth.

We are never short of instances of disorder nowadays. We are aware how our cherished values and virtues are under attack, threatened to be replaced by illusions of order grounded on frustration, lies, irrationality, and ambition.

Be that as it may, every day, every hour, every second that ticks by, God invites us look for the light and follow it. Only by following the Light and those entrusted to keep the light burning bright, we may finally achieve the peace we so desire in this world.

Our Lenten practices, like what Jesus did to the money changers’ tables, overturn what sin has turned upside down in order to reclaim the original God-perspective.  Fasting and abstinence turn deprivation into sufficiency.

The Lord invites us as well, not to allow our internalized fears in our head to stop us from making a leap of faith and looking at the promise of Easter in our lives

St. Ignatius gives us the wise counsel–to fix our gaze on Jesus Christ, our Eternal Lord and King who offers us a different strategy, one that does not only counteract Satan’s strategy but also opens up a path of renewal for every disciple who wants to offer himself to our…

When we see the cross on each other’s forehead, I hope we remember that the heart that truly loves is really a cross that truly saves. And that ain’t all that ugly after all. In fact, it is even quite beautiful.