Soul Food & Homilies

Soul Food and Homilies

“Without faith, I would have ended my life’: A nun’s journey through depression

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Gazing on the Cross

Homily of Fr. Peter Pojol, S.J. at Cenacle Retreat House on September 14th, 2019 (Saturday) I think it may be safe to say that everyone has had an experience of recoiling at something horrible, of...

Rapture

This essay first appeared on print on Pentecost 14 years ago in Sr. Cecille’s column ā€œSolid Placesā€ in the Sunday Inquirer Magazine.Ā    ONE of the simple joys of “maidenhood” is the...

With tears in our eyes but Joy in our hearts

Homily for Sr. Guia’s Funeral onĀ May 6, 2019,Ā Quezon City, Philippines, by Fr. Edmundo M. Martinez: ..Ā There are tears in our eyes, but joy in our hearts as we bid goodbye to Sr. Guia. Guia’s work and...

Nonsense!

Homily by Fr. Peter Pojol, SJ at Cenacle Retreat House for Easter Vigil on April 20, 2019:   Gospel: Lk 24:1-12 The women’s story seemed like nonsense, and the disciples did not believe them...

Let Christ easter in us

The resurrection isn’t simply about getting the message out in the most efficient way – Ā it is about individual transformation, one person at a time. That’s why the risen Jesus took the time to...

What Love Embraces

This essay first appeared on print on Easter 14 years ago in Sr. Cecille’s column ā€œSolid Placesā€ in the Sunday Inquirer Magazine. Beatriz is now a lovely, healthy 14 year-old.   Joy and sorrow...

Running on Empty: A Reflection on Ash Wednesday

Near the end of my more than three years of intensive psychotherapy, I had a very vivid dream. In that dream, I was in a strange house completely dark and foreboding.Ā I was slowly moving from one room...

Love, Breathtakingly Ordinary

A reflection by Sr. Cecille Tuble, rc in Maryam Community for the month of February 2019: A million years ago, when I was growing up in the 80’s, my ideas of love revolved around Barbara...
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