thread 1. Walking in a store someone yelled at me, “pedophile priest.” Let me star by saying that I AM NOT A VICTIM here. The victims are the abused victims. They are the ones who matter here. I still paralyzed. I didn’t know what to do or say. 2. For the first time, I felt, for just a second, shame for the priesthood. I know it is not good to hear this, but I couldn’t help it. If you feel anger and disgust and shame, you are not alone and yet these feelings are but a little grain of sand of what the victims feel

(THREAD) 1. MEET Estela and Nicolas. Today they got married. For anyone else this would be just a picture of a normal wedding day, but for these two, there is much more than meets the eye. For them, this is a story of the triumph of love and hope. 2. 3 weeks ago I was approached by someone at my parish.
-“Father, there is a couple who wants to get married.”
-“I am glad to hear that. Tell them to call me & we will set up a meeting.”
-“Well” she said, “this is the thing. They are in the hospital. Could you come please?”

My conversion/Vocation story: once upon a time I was a good Catholic, born in an amazing Catholic family and very involved in the Church. I even went to minor seminary when I was 11 years old. In time that all disappeared. What happened to me? Why did I leave the faith? I am not sure when exactly, but when I left seminary some part of me also left God, little by little. It started as a feeling of lack of freedom. I thought that being with God didn’t allow me to be myself. That I couldn’t choose. I thought the Church was the Church of NO..