Meditation is an ideal way to pray. Using God's word (Lectio Divina) allows me to hear, listen and reflect on what the Lord wants to say to me - to one of his disciples - just like He did two thousand years ago.
The best time to reflect is at the beginning of the day and for at least 15 to 30 minutes.
Prior to going to sleep, read the Mass readings for the next day and then, in the morning, reflect on the Meditation offered on this website.
I hope these daily meditations allow you to know, love and imitate the Lord in a more meaningful way.
God bless you!


Saturday, May 23, 2026

Supporting Them When You Feel Invisible: the Hidden Influence of Parents in the Children's Lives

 


Saying Goodbye (to the Schoolkids)

This is it. One more Mass left in the school year.

Can you believe it? It feels like the year went by so fast. And because of that, it is very important to make sure you walk away knowing one thing. One thing that is extremely important. One thing you can never forget. One thing that will change your life forever.


Who Are You?

Before you leave this school, there is a question you have to be able to answer. Your teachers, the sisters, they do not want you to forget this.

I called up sixteen students to answer this. (I meant to call twelve, but I pointed too fast)

The question is simple: Who are you?

One of the kids said, “I’m a girl.” The next said, “I’m alive.” After that, “I’m a creation of God.” And all of that is true. But the fullest answer, the one that is 99% of everything, is this:

“I am created in the image and likeness of God.”

Or put even more simply: you are a child of God.

If someone walks up to you tomorrow, or ten years from now, and asks who you are, that is your answer. A child of God. Do not forget it.



Mistakes Are Proof That You Are Alive

Now, some of you might be thinking something like this. You might be thinking, “Father, if you really knew me, if you knew my thoughts, if you knew my mistakes, if you knew my past, you wouldn’t call me a beautiful gift from God.”

And here is what needs to be said about that.

Mistakes are a part of growing up. And growing up is proof that you are alive. Of course we should try to avoid mistakes. Of course we should learn from them. But making mistakes happens. You should not be afraid to grow up.

When you know that you are a child of God, it means you can always become something better. That identity is not taken away from you when you fall short. It is actually the reason you can get back up.


Why Did Jesus Ask Peter Three Times?

This is the harder question. Why did Jesus ask Peter “Do you love me?” three times?

The kids answered a few different ways to think about it.

Maybe he asked three times to make sure. To give Peter the chance to really think it through, in case more thought might change the answer. Maybe it was to draw out the truth, to get Peter to say it plainly and fully. One student offered a beautiful idea: that Jesus was asking on behalf of the whole Holy Trinity, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. That is a genuinely profound thought. He’s going to end up a theologian.

But the answer most people land on is this: Peter had denied Jesus three times. So Jesus came back three times. Not to punish him. Not to shame him. But to restore him.

And notice what happened every time Peter said yes. Jesus did not just nod and move on. He gave Peter a responsibility. “Feed my sheep.” Each answer was met with a new calling.

Jesus believed in Peter even after Peter made a serious mistake. He could have said, “Peter, nice try. Hand me back those keys.” After all, he had given Peter the keys to the kingdom. He had every reason to take them back.

But he didn’t.


The People Who Believed in You First

There is a quote from a talk given by the founder of a company, and it is worth holding onto.

Believe in the people who believed in you before the world believed in you.

Think about that for a moment. Jesus believed in Peter before Peter had done anything to earn it back. That is the model.

Think about the teachers in your life. When you make a mistake, they do not just tell you to sit down and move on. They tell you to learn from it. They tell you not to give up. Think about your parents. They keep telling you, “You can do better. Keep trying.” The people who surround you shape who you become.

There is something true and important here: people do not change because they are told to change. They change when the right people are around them. When you tell yourself you can do something, you have a far better chance of actually doing it than when you tell yourself you cannot.


The Turtle on the Fence

Here is a story that makes the point in a way that is hard to forget.

A long time ago, a turtle showed up in the backyard. I had no pets. I immediately picked him up. “You are mine,” I said, “and I shall call you Turtle.” 

He was put in a box. I tried to feed him spaghetti. He would not eat. A trip to the pet store revealed that turtles eat fish. I bought fish. He still would not eat. Back to the pet store. It turned out turtles can only eat underwater, so I bought an aquarium. The piggy bank was broken open, the aquarium was filled, the fish went in, and finally Turtle started eating.

But then he kept bumping against the wall of the tank. Back to the pet store: he needed rocks so he could climb out and dry his shell. Rocks were added. His shell started peeling. Back to the pet store: a special light was required. Then winter came and the water got cold. Back to the pet store: a heater, so the water stayed warm like a little jacuzzi.

Every need was met. Every problem was solved.

And then one day, Turtle was gone. Just gone. No sign of an escape. No explanation.

A few weeks later, my mother called out from the backyard. There, sitting on top of the wooden fence, was the turtle.

How did he get up there?

The first thought was Ninja Turtles. (This was back when they were big) Maybe a big stick. Maybe he launched himself somehow.

The answer was much simpler. Someone put him there.

That is the moral of the story. When you make it to the top, it is because someone helped you get there. No one makes it to the top alone.


Thank the People Who Got You Here

If you have had a successful year, stop and think about who made it possible.

The people who believed in you before you even believed in yourself. The people who believed in you before the world did. The sisters. The teachers. Your parents. Everyone who invested in you, corrected you, encouraged you, and refused to give up on you.

Those are the people you want around you. Not just this year, but for your whole life. People who love you, who care about you, and who want the best for you.

That is the one thing to carry out of this school year. You are a child of God. You are surrounded by people who believe in you. And when you make it to the top, remember who helped you get there.

Amen.


Monday, May 18, 2026

Keep Christ at the Center: The Recipe for Surviving Hardship

 


Building a Church Together

These readings carry a wonderful and powerful meaning when you hold them together.

In the first reading, the early Church is already dealing with trouble. The Hellenists, Jews who grew up outside of Israel, and the Hebrews, Jews who grew up in Israel, are divided. That division is causing real friction in the way widows are being treated. Even in the earliest days of the Church, things needed to be worked out.

What matters is that they did work it out. They worked through it together. That is actually where the idea of deacons comes from. (They’re here to solve all our problems) 

The responsorial psalm carries this message: “Lord, let your mercy be on us as we place our trust in you.” We place our trust in God because of his mercy. That exchange is at the heart of everything.

Then in the second reading, St. Peter introduces the image of stones. The first reading shows the Church being built, not physically, but in terms of mission and purpose. The second reading tells us that we are the stones that hold it together.

And in the Gospel, Jesus says it plainly: “Do not let your hearts be troubled. Have faith in God. Have faith in me. I am the way, the truth, and the life.”

Jesus is the boulder. He is the rock. He is the cornerstone.

“I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

And then Peter turns to us: “You are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people of his own.” We are the stones that help build this Church together. We cannot ignore it, erase it, or walk away when the Church is going through tough times. We are here to help build it.

Building a physical structure would be easy by comparison. But the real goal is not what you build. The real goal is who you become.


A Confirmation Program and an Honest Reaction

We had confirmations here recently, over 100 kids across five separate ceremonies. It was a beautiful program. But something on the back of the program gave me pause.

It read: “Dear parents, today is a beautiful and graceful day as your children receive the sacrament of confirmation. Thank you for your unwavering love, your sacrifices, your commitment to raising your children in the Catholic faith.”

“I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

And then Peter turns to us: “You are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people of his own.” We are the stones that help build this Church together. We cannot ignore it, erase it, or walk away when the Church is going through tough times. We are here to help build it.

Building a physical structure would be easy by comparison. But the real goal is not what you build. The real goal is who you become.


A Confirmation Program and an Honest Reaction

We had confirmations here recently, over 100 kids across five separate ceremonies. It was a beautiful program. But something on the back of the program gave me pause.

It read: “Dear parents, today is a beautiful and graceful day as your children receive the sacrament of confirmation. Thank you for your unwavering love, your sacrifices, your commitment to raising your children in the Catholic faith.”

I thought about that. If I had been confirmed and read those words, my reaction would have been something like, “The only reason I’m here is because I was forced to be here. I can’t wait to get confirmed so I never have to step foot in a Catholic church again.”

I never saw my parents pray. Not once. I never saw my father pray. I never saw my mother pray. The one person I actually did see pray was my grandmother.

When I was being rebellious and angry, she would say, “Alfonso, I pray for you. I pray for you.” And I would say back to her, “What are your prayers going to do for me?” 

Now I’m a priest. 

I was young. I was stupid. But more than anything, I was angry.


A Diary from 1977

When my father passed away, he had saved so many things. Going through his belongings, I found a diary I had started writing in 1977. I was 12 years old, in seventh grade.

The pages are filled with blacked-out curse words. The entries describe how much I hated my father, how much I hated my brother and sister. This all lines up with the years my parents were going through their divorce.

It is so easy to displace Jesus when you are going through tough times and replace him with something else. It can be anger. It can be resentment. It can be anything.

Here is how it often happens in a small town. You go to church every Sunday. Everyone knows your family. They watch the kids grow up. And then the family dynamics change. Suddenly, you do not want to go. You do not want to hear the questions. “How are you doing? Is everything okay? What’s going on?”

So you stop going. And when a child stops going, God can be quietly removed and replaced.

It happens in other ways too. A child starts playing club soccer. The schedule shifts. Saturdays and then Sundays get taken over. Sunday Mass gets displaced. Life gets complicated, life gets challenging, and the rock gets moved.

This is what happens when you begin to replace God with something else.


What My Father Did Not Do

My father found that diary. He took it from my room and kept it. I honestly do not know why. Maybe he planned to use it against me one day.

But here is the thing. He had an opportunity. He could have sat me down and said, “Hey, I read this. What’s going on? Why do you feel this way?” He had that moment right in front of him.

He did not take it. When we are going through tough times, we tend to avoid. We go silent. We pretend nothing is happening. My father was a good man. A genuinely good man. But you cannot give what you do not have.

Today I look at that diary as a grace from God. It is an opportunity to learn from the past and to share something real.


The One Stable Thing

The image of Jesus as the cornerstone matters because of what it actually means. No matter what you are going through, there is one stable thing that will never change. Something eternal.

“I am the way, the truth, and the life. Come to me, all you who are burdened, and I will give you rest. I will never fail you.”

For me, it was my grandmother. This woman had only a fifth-grade education. She came to live with us when my life was a complete mess. And she was the one who gave the greatest testimony of what it means to be strong.

She prayed. That was it. She just prayed, faithfully, out loud, where I could see her. I always remember.


You Can Still Be That Rock

Here is the good news. If you are still breathing, if you are still alive, you can still be that rock for someone.

We have been called by God to be a stabilizing presence in our own lives and in the lives of the people around us. We are the stones. Jesus is the cornerstone. And together, we build something that lasts.

If Christ is not the center, everything else slowly takes his place. Remember that. And be the rock.