Memoirs and songs.
The hissing of pumped air, the sweet putrid aroma of alcohol and kerosene, the spark of the red-tipped match that started it all, and the beginning of night in a far-flung village detached from the gallows of city lights.
When I was in Grade three, my classmates and I were having our morning vegetable gardening in school. We were pulling out the weeds, raking and cultivating the dirt. One of my classmates, Analisa (Lisa Rubio Casuga), found a glittering object that looked like a […]
Memoir The hissing of pumped air, the sweet putrid aroma of alcohol and kerosene, the spark of the red-tipped match that started it all, and the beginning of night in a far-flung village detached from the gallows of city lights.
Memoir
Vocations and Conversions There might be a dwindling number of vocations to the priesthood and the religious today, but we are still blessed with our clergy and religious brothers and sisters. Other than the vocations, an area I could think of is the RCIA formation, […]
Essay
This continues my thoughts and insights gained from a Church history course. It was said Luther didn’t intend to leave the Catholic Church when he started causing protestations surrounding the abuse of selling indulgences. Doctrinal differences may have surfaced later on and had indeed reinforced […]
Essay
