My Spiritual Journey

I SEE GOD IN THE CHURCH. I SEE GOD IN PEOPLE. I SEE GOD IN EVENTS. I SEE GOD IN THE ENVIRONMENT.

Typhoon Ondoy was one of the worse tragedy in Philippine history which people claimed to be an “act of God” but for me it was an “act of man” abused God’s creation. A simple reminder that with a blink of an eye, one can lose his worldly possessions and with a snap of a finger, one can lose his life.

One thing I learned, while enjoying our family bonding, discussing future plans, thinking that my family and I were also victims of this calamity. We could only resolve and thank God, that amidst our problems in life, we are still so blessed. Our stories drifted from one topic to another and led to my life stories. Jaeme was so engrossed that she said, “Daddy, you really lived in such exciting life”. This triggered me to open a hidden secret in my heart. I simply replied, “How I wish I wrote a personal diary”. It’s too late for me now but I want you to write a diary of my “chosen one”, Juanne. She lovingly smiled and said, “Okay” then added “Why don’t you write a journal”. Her statement came as a “challenge” that instantly stimulated my mind, why not??? I have never in my life refused any challenge.

Writing a journal, a challenge? You may think or say, that I’m over-reacting, believe me. I “hate” writing! I have not even written a love letter to my wife, my loved ones. Anyway, the “dice is cast”, I accepted the challenge, I shall write “My Spiritual Journey” to the best of my ability as my memory serves me….

I have a natural ability of erasing thoughts from my mind, so let me sit down, ponder and gather all the pieces of my “life puzzle” before I start writing. Writing is my weakness. Nonetheless, you can not imagine what happened to me. I wasn’t able to sleep nor eat. A hurricane of thoughts pounded entered removing cobwebs from my brain. Fascinating people, events, affairs to remember milestones. I was walking time bomb triggered to explode with inspirations my thinning hair to compose stories of revelation manifested. But by writing my journal, it allowed me a serene to moment pray and take a deep breath, relax, search, meditate, contemplate, to allow my “free spirit” to roam new horizons to traverse in time and space and to reach out to a higher dimension of my spiritual life. Wow, so far, do I make sense or are you as confused and rattled as I am?

I love this passage: Believe it or not! “It is harder for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven”… Unless you become like children… as Jesus said in the bible. To see is to believe… Adult faith has to accept reality whereas a child simply has to believe. There are so many things we can not understand nor comprehend but after it happens, we come to realize that it had to happen for us to gain knowledge and learn, and put life meanings to them.

I WILL BE A CHILD MAN WRITER! I’m a child at play. Playing a “game” in my life, “a game of life”. I look at the Mama Mary’s Movement Foundation Inc., as a “toy” given to me by my Mother Mary, something to play with, together with my family and Her devotees, for the rest of my natural life on earth while seeking for an eternal playground in heaven.

A child-faith pursuing a game of life, believing innocent statements, simple wishes, unconscious thoughts, unsolicited advices and so many things in my spiritual journey becoming realities and truths. Child like in my thoughts and action. A child dreaming: the impossible dream. People have suggested and tried to convince me to document everything: miracles manifestations, healing, thoughts, ideas, things happening in our journey but my reply would always be… What for? For my credibility? For people to believe? To glorify me and so on, somehow I feel that I don’t have to prove anything to anyone because believe if you want to believe. No matter what is said or done, if you don’t accept the truth nothing can change your belief. After all whatever anyone says, the truth and reality is that “I am doing this mission in retribution for all my sins in the past because at the end of the day, it’s my soul that counts when I come face to face with my creator, my God”.

My spiritual journey will not dwell on my past worldly life but rather on my spiritual life which has given me more meaning, fulfillment and inner peace in my whole life. I shall remain focus on the purity of my intentions and purpose in sharing stories of my life. First, to glorify God; Second, to honor and venerate Mama Mary; And third, to dedicate this journal to my family to know my legacy, to be shared by our generations to come.

I dedicate this to them:

I am Bro. Jiggers 67. My wife, Sis. Marivi Eusebio, 65.
Our children: Jae 48, Mayi 47, Jocelyn 46, Gina 45,  Aivie 40, Jiggie 34
Grandchildren: Jaeme 28, Pammy 24, Martin 23, Chantal 23, Marton 19, Chloe 19, Cheyenne 14, Raphael 14
Great granddaughter: Juanne 8
Forthcoming great grandson: to be born November

“A CHILD IS THE FATHER OF THE MAN.”

There is a level of purity that is in a child. A threshold of innocence that does not question or debate or philosophize. A child simply believes and believes so sincerely, the way we once were when we looked at the world and our imagination had no limits, our minds had no prejudices, no biases, no anger no jealousies, no fears.

A photographer, like my talented son, Jiggie, before taking a picture.. looks at the subject, in his eyes, sees the message, focuses his camera, takes the picture and developes. The picture reveals the message in a thousand words.

Like a picture, my spiritual journey would focus and reveal messages on the thousand and one events, manifestations, thoughts in our life with Mary and Jesus.

The Mama Mary’s Movement Foundation Inc. is the vehicle of my spiritual life. Fueled by the Holy Spirit, unconditional trust and faith in Mama Mary, who holds the wheel. Our leader, inspiring and leading us on the long and winding road, a spiritual healing with no limits nor boundaries, beginning a crusade leading to Jesus and hopefully ending to the promised Heaven of an eternal blissful life with God. My third-eye, focused on a magnifying glass that I see God in the Church, I see God in people, I see God in events, I see God in the environment.

My spiritual journey, my family and only a handful of Mama Mary devotees making non-traditional projects and programs possible and God creating the impossible.

The movement led us from the comfort of our home to a sixteen year crusade making non-traditional projects and programs for the propagation and evangelization of Mama Mary possible while witnessing miracles of healing, the impossible done by Jesus.

Never in my wildest dream would I think or even consider serving Mama Mary and Our Lord, full time. A complete change in my lifestyle, turning my back to my glamorous glorious social and business life, impossible. However, after 16 years, I will never exchange my life now for anything in the world. My life is a blessing from God!

We often say “I understand how you feel” but how could one understand the feeling if one has not undergone the situation. Our spiritual journey was a learning and cleansing process in our lives that we now understand. So many things are blessing in disguise because we experienced them. “How blest are the poor in spirit”; “Blest are they who hunger and thirst for holiness”; Blest are the single-hearted for they shall see God; Blest are you when they insult you and persecute you and utter every kind of slander against you because of me; “Be glad and rejoice, for your reward in heaven is great”; Acceptance to the truth and realities of my life. I’m not worthy, I am nothing. I am not credible, a litany of weaknesses that would disqualify me to serve or “lead”. God’s plans are not my plans.

Yes Mama Mary! is my fiat, became our driving force that moved our “wheel of life”, with its ups and downs in this struggle for survival. A Mama Mary’s boy, a promoter of Mary, a knight in a shinning armour, blindly following her Queen. In imitation of Mama Mary’s virtues – pure, prudent, humble, faithful, devote, obedient, poor/charity, patient, merciful & sorrowful… as She leads us to… THE WAY, THE TRUTH, THE LIFE.