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The Marist Brothers of the Schools

October 28, 2005

Saint Marcellin Champagnat,
then a young priest of a strong mind and a gentle heart, saw the need
for dedicated men to serve as teaching brothers to young people in the
remote barrios of France. He responded by founding, in 1817, the Little
Brothers of Mary, now recognized worldwide as the Marist Brothers of
the Schools.

The Life We Live

As bearers of the name of our Good Mother, we witnessed to the
qualities of humility, simplicity, modesty, family spirit and
attachment to and affection for Mary who is our inspiration and
Ordinary Resources. We live in communities, where we are given
opportunities to grow and mature as persons and as disciples,. These
communities, where forgiveness is a habit and reconciliation is no
stranger, witness to the truth that people can live in peace and
harmony with one another.
We strive to live the mission of Jesus - revealing God’s love for all.
Together with our lay mission partners, we respond to the needs of
people of our time, especially the young who are less privileged and
disadvantaged. We walk with them as brothers, with care and practical
concern, so that they, too, may grow into fullness of life.

Our Initial Formation Stages

For young people exploring a commitment to Marist life, the initial formation stages are:

A. Preparation and Orientation: Weekend and Summer Vocation Workshops.

B.    1.     For High School graduates:
Two-year Pre-Novitiate or Aspirancy while
           studying
BS Education at Notre Dame of Dadiangas College.
       2. For College Students: One-year
Pre-Novitiate or Aspirancy while studying at Notre Dame of Dadiangas
College.
       3. For College graduates and
professionals: One-year Pre-Novitiate or Aspirancy while attending a
series of Courses/modules and going-on Exposure/immersions.

C. Two-year Novitiate in Marian Hills, Tamontaka, D.O.S., Maguindanao.

D. Three-year Post-Novitiate or Scholasticate at the Marist Asia
Pacific Centre in Marikina City leading to a BSE Religious Education
Degree.

E. Apprenticeship (Minimum of Three years) in the different ministries of the Marist Brothers.

(If you want to know more about us, please feel free to contact us).


The Marist Vocation Director

Marist Province Center

P.O. Box 42

9500 Gen. Santos City

Telephone Number (083) 552-5994

Mobile Number 0917-715-0802

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Thinking Aloud!

October 19, 2005

I’m wondering what made me happy today…hmm,maybe because untilnow,i’m not yet finish with my page’s details…

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Looking forward!

Me and my Brothers will attend the National Convention of Religious Brothers in the Philippines. That will be on October 21 to 23, Friday to Saturday in Lipa Batangas, hosted by the Capuchin. I hope to meet acquintances from the previous National Convention last 2003 in Bacolod Masskara Festival. It was a great experience!

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Growth of Faith

October 16, 2005

In my reflection about my faith, I can say that I am now in transition between Individuative and Conjunctive stage of faith growth. In tracing my faith growth, I can start from my childhood, from when my parents nurtured me in Catholic beliefs. My father was an ex-seminarian and lay minister; the factor that influenced my desire to become a priest when I was still in high school. During my high school, I joined the Catechists team in our local parish, joined the Catholic Youth Ministry and Knights of the Altar. These organizations somehow, I realized, that they influenced my understanding and belief as I keep on growing in my faith. That was my conventional stage. Time came for me to ask for permission to enter the Diocesan seminary and that was with the influence of my teachers and classmates. But to my dismay, I was not permitted and told to proceed in college instead. So I did.

I started questioning my faith during my college life. Maybe it was an unconscious search for my fate as a human being and my existence. I studied different books about mythology and philosophies though they were different subjects from my course which is science related industrial subjects. I was asking myself if where am I leading and why at that early age I had, I always ask questions that seek for answer regarding my own beliefs. I questioned about God’s existence; where God is and how he exists around me. An old, uncovered booklet I found at my boarding hose entitled, “You are God”, somehow influenced my mind that I can be a god in by living in a state where I am well aware of my existence. I even started preaching my family members that I can be a god. Imagining that experience I had makes me conclude that it was really a crises of my identity and how close or aware I was with myself. I tried to join some organizations that I believed can give answers to my questions. I joined the World Union of Deists, a monotheist organization that believes in God one who is also different from the Christian God, for they defend their god from the Christian Bible. I also joined the Freethought Perspective of the Atheist organization based in Ontario. But my quest for answer to the vague questions I had was in vain for they didn’t able to answer me. I let the days and months pass, graduating my college course just like an ordinary student. I seldom went to attend Mass during weekdays and Sundays, and focused myself in reflecting on the way I always did….being alone and feeling unique. I had no community that time which I realized now to be important and beneficial in my faith growth. While I was working then I Davao, I still wanted to grow and be affiliated to the organizations that always lead me to enlightenment but unfortunately, I was not able to be helped. Being with the businessmen and entrepreneur lead me to a mature life of relating to other people but lacking in being intimate to myself, being at home to my own beliefs. I easily saw myself hopping from one organization to another. At least they became community for me and help me more mature in a real world of career.

One day, as I was spending the time waiting for our cargo ship to dock, I made myself comfortable in front of our office facing at the sea; it was midnight and started to reflect where I was already in my life as a young professional. I had a job, subordinates, social life at night and commitments. But those became useless when I recalled my longing to become a priest. After sometime, I went home a visited my family, there I found a vocation brochure which I responded just for a curiosity. That day started another day of my life’s chapter. I visited the Marist community and talk about myself and about my “faith” to the vocation director. From that time on, I was able to say that my soul will rest in peace with the choice I am going to make.

And now, in this moment of my life, there are still remnants of my faith that I can say, product of my early formation from my own family. That my parents’ faith was passed to me by going to Mass every Sunday with them, by believing them of what are bad and good, doing the god things according to what was pleasing to them for me. I even believed to the power and magical stories of the Bible. Yet, that time of my adolescent years made me question everything and now, ready to receive new commitments in life based on my belief. I made myself available by professing my vows, more than what ordinary men have. This is more important to me as how I see it now. Living my faith doesn’t mean a possession I have but a state which I am going to live. Sometimes, this transition is so obvious that sometimes I still question how credible my reflections are and how deep are my discernments in terms of my relationship to God and doing the work of the Kingdom of God.

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Vow of Obedience

In my own understanding, vow of obedience is
listening and doing God’s will… not what my superior is saying. I
understand that superior has no monopoly of listening to God but he can
be my co-discerner. We reflect together and process together, read the
signs together.

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Invitation

October 15, 2005
The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for living.
I want to know what you ache for.

I dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are.

I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon.

I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,
if you have been opened by life’s betrayal.
Or have become shriveled and closed from fear of future pain!

I want to know if you can seat with pain, mine or your own,
without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with JOY, mine or your own,
If you can dance with wildness
And let ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
Without cautioning us to be careful,
or to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the sorry you are telling me is true

I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself;

If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray you own soul,

I want to know if you can see beauty
Even when it’s not pretty every day,
and if you can source your life from ITS presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours or mine
and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver moon: “YES!”

It doesn’t interest me where you live
or how much money you have

I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,

Weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done for the children

It doesn’t interest me who you are
or how you came to be here,
 I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me, and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or whom you have studied.

I want to know what sustains you from the inside
when all else falls away.
 I want to know if you can be alone with yourself,

and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

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