The Holy Rosary is one of the favorite and popular devotions in the Roman Catholic Church. It gives victory to the Church in times of crisis especially in dispelling heresies during the middle ages, and triumph against the Mohammedans when Rome was threatened during the reign of Pope St. Pius V. This devotion is also a powerful armor against the devil by instilling in our minds on what our savior did to us, and through the help of his mother to keep us closer in His heart. This prayer is also very powerful in times of need and necessities. This powerful devotion also helps us to meditate on its mysteries of our Salvation through the help of his mother who points s to his son to do whatever he tells us. (John 2: 5), through her example of accepting the Word made flesh in her life, and sharing the good news of salvation to others, in visitation, and to ponder and keeping everything that happen to her and her son in her heart. This devotion really serves as my strong connection between my God through some of my experiences in the powers of my rosary.
This rosary that I am holding in this picture is one of the gift I received from my officemate before in my first job. She gave me a Benedictine rosary from Italy. Whenever I gazed upon this powerful prayer, tears began to run in my eyes as it brings back some of the memories I had when some of my family members shared some of my childhood memories about it, some favors and graces I received, and the maternal love of the blessed mother that it really transforms me to be a better and a strong Catholic. Whenever I recall these experiences, it realy feel me blessed and guided my our mother who really brings us close to her son and embracing us in times of comfort, just as a mother comforts her child.
I recall when my mother used to tell me, that when I was in her womb, she used to pray a lot, and always keeping a rosary in her pocket. Wherever she goes, even though she is just lying in bed, she used to hold it and never let it loose in her hand. She used to pray a lot on that time and among our siblings, I was the only one who really draws her more to be more religious and prayerful on that time. It helps her more to understand her faith and having a peace of mind in times of difficulty. My aunt used to tell me when I was an infant on that time, when my grandmother put two objects on which I am going to choose, whether it is a Php. 10.00 bill or a rosary. If I choose the paper bill, I will be a businessman, if I picked the rosary, I would be a priest. I picked up the rosary and she exclaimed, "Ay! Magpapari iyan!" (AY! She will be become a priest!) Although it is funny story, but I realized that there is something that God stored for me even before I was born. Like Prophet Jeremiah who was consecrated in her mother's womb.
After college, I entered in the Order of Servants of Mary (OSM) on the Solemnity of Pentecost, May 15, 2005. Because I was young on that time, my superiors decided that I should leave. Although I had a vocation, but it is not a proper time for me to undergo formation. I need to expose more outside. They told me that they expected that I would not reached the rite of acceptance in pre-novitiate, but it seems that God's ways is working within me, I was able to reached my pre-novitiate. I left the seminary on November 16, 2005. I was lost, devastated, and confused. I began to complain God why he let this happen to me. As I went out, I met some of the Iglesia Ni Cristo brethren, who consoled me and taught me their doctrines. As I get along with them, I began to be an anti-catholic and criticizing the Catholic Faith. I began to neglect and even reject the rosary and spent my time in spontaneous prayers due to the teachings I learned from them. But because I still believed in the divinity of Christ and I reject the exclusivity of salvation, thankfully, I was not baptized. Longing and confusion still darkens my life on that time.