help me understand why it had to be this way
when finding peace is as hard as trying to find a needle in a stack of hay
even when i am trying to find a glimpse of Your light
the world shines vanity and pride as bright
when my joy disappears
my sorrow creeps to ignite
why do You feel so distant
where are You
my heart feels so vacant
at a time when i need You the most
i fell i cried and i got back up to find you waiting
is it real is heaven real
i have been longing for my heart to heal
i am hoping You can help me
would you be willing to save me
help me find You
why do You have to feel so distant
“My child, I am the Lord Who gives strength in the day of trouble. Come to Me when all is not well with you. Your tardiness in turning to prayer is the greatest obstacle to heavenly consolation, for before you pray earnestly to Me you first seek many comforts and take pleasure in outward things. Thus, all things are of little profit to you until you realize that I am the one Who saves those who trust in Me, and that outside of Me there is no worth-while help, or any useful counsel or lasting remedy.” (Thomas à Kempis)
The challenge is not found during the experience of faith–where you are side by side with people who choose to follow Christ with You. The challenge is not when you are at your best or when all your prayers have been answered. It is not when you are in deep realization of the power of God in your life nor when you recognize that living a holy life is the fastest way to Heaven. No, the challenge is the resistance within us. The resistance when we wake up in the morning, when we eat our lunch, when we go back to sleep at night. The resistance is within us; living through our words, thoughts, and actions.
Let faith arise, in spite of what I see Lord, I believe. But help my unbelief, I choose to trust You.
We are called militants for we are still fighting and our battle is not over. It’s easy to lose sight of this battle. If you don’t think that you’re in a battle, there is a slight possibility that resistance has already won over you. Can we profess ourselves as Holy Warriors of God and yet find ourselves lost in this journey called life? How can we live this life and also strive to be Holy Warriors? Help me to trust You more.
Listen with the ear of the heart.
We have so many voices in our lives that provide directions and instructions. The voices may confuse, motivate, inspire, or discourage us. The voices may come in the beauty that lies within our surroundings or come as loud and as terrifying like thunder and rain. It may come as a whispering smile, or a heaving sigh. It may come like a shock to your already beautiful life. It may come and disturb your perfectly planned goals and desires. Despite the voices that may come, we have to listen and respond to our deep longing to be united with God. Our hearts are restless until they rest in You.
Jesus has now many lovers of the heavenly kingdom but few bearers of His cross.
Living our convictions and professing our faith is not easy. It’s not. No saint had ever said it was an easy journey. No saint had ever proclaimed that suffering is not part of the journey. But God is faithful, we have to believe and pursue God’s dream for us. God is done writing our stories! We need now to open the book and read it. We need to let the inklings of faith and the hunches of desire make us better versions of ourselves. We need to see God as He is, hear Him as He declares, feel and experience Him as He profess. We need to feel God’s glory through the little miracles He put in our lives. Our lives are full of little miracles. When we fall in love with Jesus, we are motivated to suffer and always encounter Him, to meet Him over and over!
Love takes to itself the life of the loved one. The greater the love, the greater the suffering of the soul. The fuller the love, the fuller the knowledge of God. The more ardent the love, the more fervent the prayer. The more perfect the love, the holier the life. (Staretz Silouan)
I pray that this fervour, this zeal, this desire will not depart from us. However, if it does leave us, help us to always turn back and find You. I urge you brothers and sisters to fight the good fight of faith. Stand up for what you believe. We are the generation–the new generation that will bring troubled souls back to Him.
It has been one crazy month! And here I am, writing my heart away. I can’t even begin to explain what happened because time just flew by.
Come Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of your faithful and kindle in them the fire of your love. Send forth your Spirit and they shall be created. And You shall renew the face of the earth.
It was difficult for me to write about what happened this month because for me, writing about it means “it ended”, “it’s done”, “it’s over”. Oh how I wish I could go back in time! However, after reflecting upon the last few weeks, I can’t help but feel so blessed, so loved, and so joyful. God is so good!
I have been blessed to have been able to join a pilgrimage to Fatima for the 100th anniversary of the Apparition of Our Lady! It really was a memorable experience and I will always cherish the people I’ve encountered, the joy I’ve felt, and the desire to live life anew. It is not enough for me to put my experience into words, but to actually start living it. Living holy is to live life.
Let me begin by emphasizing three key points I have learned:
1. “Do not be afraid.”
The first apparition of the angel to the three children at Fatima began with the words, “Do not be afraid.” How fitting it is today to say those words and to mean it. Do not be afraid! In our lives, there are multiple instances where we are afraid. It’s the human thing to do, but we must remember that trusting the Lord means fully surrendering ourselves to Him even if we might be afraid. Do not be afraid to live like Christ and to share Christ to others!
2. “…You will have a great deal to suffer, but the grace of God will be with you and will strengthen you.”
I am reminded by what my dad once told me: “If it was easy, everyone would do it.” Living like Christ is not an easy thing to do! We are reminded by Our Lady that offering ourselves to God involves suffering. Being Catholic does not entitle you to a stress-free, always-deserving-of-blessings kind of life. It does, however, entitle you to a joyful, spirit-filled, meaningful life. Suffering is part of life and we must always remember that it is when we are suffering that we are closest to Jesus. We must never lose hope in Jesus. Jesus, I believe, I adore, I hope and I love You. I ask pardon for those who do not believe, who do not adore, who do not hope, and do not love You.
3. Pray the Rosary everyday.
It was a great privilege to meet Blessed Lucia’s niece – Maria dos Anjos. Joy radiates within her! She kissed and hugged me! We didn’t really get to talk, but just being in the same room as her had left me feeling like I need more. What was her secret? The rosary! She once said in an interview that her aunt (Lucia) would really stress that she prays the rosary, but being young at the time, she would always say it is tiring to pray the rosary.
Blessed Lucia said something that resonated with me, “Pray the rosary. Start it. Even if you do not finish praying, Our Lady will finish it for you.” The key message of Fatima is the rosary. I believe that it is one of the most powerful prayer out there and it can save so many souls that have not been prayed for. Want to start living like Christ? Pray the rosary. It’s powerful.
O, God, who by the light of the Holy Spirit, did instruct the hearts of the faithful, grant that by the same Holy Spirit we may be truly wise and ever enjoy His consolations, Through Christ Our Lord, Amen.
The last thing I wanted to leave behind with you is this: I am not perfect. I will struggle. I will fall. I will doubt. Know that, if I have you, I will never lose hope. I believe that the people around us make us the better versions of ourselves. So surround yourselves with people who make you the best version of yourself.
I can’t get enough of this country… to the point that I have started researching how I can move here. No matter what the commotion around me everyday there seems to be a sense of peace inside of me–probably because of the blessing of all the churches I enter. They’re all beautiful… I cannot even pick a favorite because honestly I would not know which one to pick. As we went around Madrid today, one thing I started paying attention to, are the people. No matter how many tourists they have probably encountered–no matter if they know the language or not–they seem to have gotten used to it.
It’s amazing! We went on top of a mountain (I think) to visit Guadalupe where the Black Madonna resides, believed to be carved by St. Luke the Evangelist. We got to touch her relic too! (I really think I will be called Blessed Maria soon… haha) When I touched the relic, my heart skipped a bit and suddenly I felt the feeling when I pray in tongues. It’s like the Holy Spirit breathe through me. I’m not being dramatic here… we could not take photos or videos inside but the place itself is beautiful. The feeling is like a breath of fresh air after holding your breath under the water. I can’t think of better anecdotes. Must be the wine. I’m too tired. I miss home, but I also don’t. Now I am just out of it.
We’ve been moving around so much in the past 5 days–moving from different cities and timezones–that sometimes we forget to take a breather and listen to how God is trying to reach out to us today. Being the youngest in the pack, people I am with tend to tell me things I should not even hear. I shrug it off and enjoy the trip anyway. However, I do understand where they are coming from. I love it and I hate it. I love it because everything is well prepared and done for you. I hate it because I simply don’t even have time to sit at one of the beautiful churches we visit in silence to pray. Even for just 5 min. There’s so much history in these cities… but really there’s so much of God you see in these places as well.
People, artists, architects, painters, etc. who made these are all God-inspired people. God is magnificent indeed.
Had a nice 6h sleep.. all good and ready for an exciting day today! I’m the youngest in the group… like way younger (younger people should really consider joining these pilgrimages) to the point that my group treats me like I’m their child or something. They give me snacks, always tells me to stay with the group (I tend to wander off a lot), and since I’m by myself… they always invite me to sit with them. I’m practically in every photo because they invite me to also take pictures with them… not “of” them, but with them! God really is taking care of me, because that is one of my worries–being a loner in the corner.
Today, we drove around Fatima and visited the houses of the three children! It was a humbling experience… one for sure I would remember forever. I don’t know why but when I met Sr. Lucia’s niece… I felt teary-eyed and peaceful. She was so sweet! She even kissed me! I might be the next Blessed Maria… haha!
Today’s experience made me realize how blessed I am. We should always be thankful for experiences because through these experiences we are made to be better.
Thank You for helping me be a better version of myself.
I have been travelling for approximately 18h and counting. As I sat on the plane waiting to land in Lisbon airport, I could not help but say to myself… why is everything not going according to plan?
This is my first time to travel internationally by myself… and I’m kind of, sort of–freaking out. We had a delayed flight to Toronto so they had to reroute us to London instead. In London, I had almost missed my flight to Lisbon (got held up at security because of a yogurt I got on the plane), waited approx 1h and 30 min to get out of customs clearance in Lisbon, prayed really hard and asked for the intercession of St. Anthony, Mama Mary and St. Joseph for my luggage to appear at baggage claim. (I can handle anything but a lost baggage.) Thankfully, it was there waiting for me after an excruciating wait to get a stamp on my passport. Whew!
We got to our Fatima hotel and it’s right beside the Basilica! Oh how lovely! I fell in love with the place! As I sat and celebrated mass at the Basilica, where you can find the tomb of Jacinta and Francisco (isn’t that so cool?), I prayed and let go of all my troubles and worries and frustration. I told the Lord to help me be closer to Him during this trip no matter what happens next.
I can feel Your presence around me. Help me be more like You.