Coming Home to the Catholic Church

Today, on the Feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, I’m reminded of the gentle persistence of God’s love. A love that never gives up on us, even when we run, resist, or forget. As someone who wandered away from the Church and later came home, the image of Christ with His Heart exposed, burning with love, speaks deeply to me.  It tells the story of a Savior who isn’t distant or disinterested, but One who feels , bleeds , aches , and waits . This feast reminds us that Jesus didn’t just suffer on the Cross; He continues to suffer in His Sacred Heart when we turn away, when the world rejects Him, when we forget who we are in Him. But even in that pain, His Heart remains wide open, offering peace, healing, and home. When I look back at my own spiritual journey, I can see now how many times the Sacred Heart was calling me, through moments of beauty, sorrow, even what seems to be confusion.  He never forced Himself in, but He was always near.  And when I finally turned back, I d...

For years, the Mass felt.. flat.  I didn’t understand it, didn’t look forward to it.  My mom always asked us to join her, when we were younger, we were obligated to. I sat, stood, knelt, and left. Sometimes I would count the minutes. When I left home, I did not attend Mass anymore - for decades. But something changed when I returned to the Church with open eyes and a willing heart.  I began to study what the Mass actually is , the  re-presentation of Calvary , not a reenactment, but a living mystery.  Heaven touching Earth. I realized that I wasn’t just watching a ritual.  I was standing at the foot of the Cross with Mary, offering myself along with Christ. The Fiat Faith (@thefiatfaith) | TikTok Now, I try to arrive early.  I read the readings beforehand.  I ask God to show me something.  I even take down notes during the Homily and some insights I have all throughout the Mass. And I offer everything, my fears, hopes, work, during the Offe...

Last December 8, I completed something that scared me and deeply moved me:  Total Consecration to Jesus through Mary. I had read about it before but thought it was too intense. Too mystical. Too Marian. But as I grew in prayer, especially through the daily Rosary, I began to see Mary not as a distant figure, but as a gentle mother who leads us to her Son.   She isn’t in competition with Jesus, she draws us closer to Him. The 33-day consecration preparation was a spiritual boot camp. I was following Gabriel Castillo's Gabi's 2nd Channel in Youtube which I documented in my Fiat Faith Facebook (for those who want to start their Consecration by St Max Kolbe) It exposed my pride, my distractions, and my hunger for God.   And when the day of consecration came, I handed over everything, my prayers, sufferings, joys, and future, into her Immaculate Heart. Since then, I’ve felt a new confidence in my walk. I still struggle. But I no longer feel alone. “Totus Tuus ego sum, et omni...