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Whose Fool are You?

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  "We are fools for Christ..." – 1 Corinthians 4:10 One Sunday service, we found a hate letter taped to the choir loft door as we entered. It said, “You don’t deserve to be called Breviarians.” They called us Xeroxians. Oof. We stared at it in disbelief. Not because we were deeply hurt (okay, maybe a little), but because we couldn’t believe someone was that invested in our crazy little group. Why “Xeroxians”? Because we photocopied our Midafternoon prayers. Breviaries were expensive, and we were just students. There were no digital apps yet, and we didn’t want to miss praying together before the Blessed Sacrament. We even printed 1,000 song sheets—every single Sunday —for the 5PM Mass so the congregation could join us in singing— long before PowerPoint ever entered a parish. (It was honestly a miracle how we pulled that off. God's provision at its finest!) Looking back, we should’ve laminated that letter. Framed it. Hung it in the Brev office like a batt...
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🌿 “Leave It One More Year”

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The Gospel, the Fig Tree, and the Brevolution Within       Luke 13:1–9 is a sobering Gospel. Not the kind we put on mugs or post with flowery backgrounds. But sometimes the truth we need doesn’t come softly—it comes like a gardener with a shovel. And yet, even here, there is mercy.  🕍 The Gospel Recap       Jesus is told about some Galileans who were killed by Pilate. Then He brings up another tragedy—the fall of the tower of Siloam. In both cases, He doesn’t explain why it happened. Instead, He says: “Do you think they were worse sinners than the rest? No, but unless you repent, you will all perish as they did.” And then comes the parable: A man plants a fig tree in his vineyard. For three years, it bears no fruit. “Cut it down,” he says. But the gardener pleads: “Sir, leave it for this year also... I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. It may yet bear fruit.”   💥 The Brevolution Wake-Up Call       This G...
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Faith Beyond Borders: When Distance Can't Separate Us from God

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There’s something about moving to a foreign country that shakes you to your core. The comfort of home disappears. Familiar faces fade into the background. And suddenly, you find yourself surrounded by a culture, a language, and sometimes even a  faith  that feels different from what you’ve always known. Some let go. Some adjust. But some hold on even tighter. And that’s exactly what  Brev Jeff in Canada  and  Brev Patrick in Vietnam  did. Brev Jeff: The Rosary That Kept Them Rooted Canada wasn’t exactly a walk in the park for Jeff and his family. The struggles of settling down, the pressure of making ends meet, and the silent battles of being far from home—it was overwhelming. And yet, in the midst of it all, they never lost their center. They kept the faith.  Literally. Every night, as the world outside continued to test them, they turned to  prayer.  The Rosary wasn’t just a devotion; it became their lifeline.  It held them together wh...
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Get Behind Jesus: Following Him for Life

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           One of the biggest “Did He just say that?!” moments in Scripture happens when Jesus turns to Peter—yes, that Peter, the rock, the chosen one—and calls him Satan. Ouch. One minute, Peter is getting praise for recognizing Jesus as the Christ, and the next? Boom. “Get behind me, Satan!” Imagine the whiplash.      But let’s be honest. Don’t we all have Peter moments? Times when we think we’re saying the right thing, doing the right thing—only for Jesus to tell us, “You don’t get it.”        Think about it: We’ve been in this community for 25 years (and counting). Some of us have been here from the start, others joined along the way, and some are still discerning if this is where they belong. But at some point, the question comes: “Am I still meant to be here?”        And let’s be real—it’s tempting to think, “Maybe I’ve done my part.” Maybe we’re tired, disillusioned, or even just… comfortable. “...
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I Want to See Again

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       I heard the Gospel about the blind man once more, and this time, Luke 18:35-43 resonated with me in a deeply familiar way. It reminded me of one of BroA’s most frequently shared reflections during recollections. He would always ask, “Which line strikes you the most?” And yesterday, the words “Lord, I want to see again” struck me profoundly.      The blind man’s plea was simple yet profound. He longed for sight—not just physical, but perhaps even spiritual. And it made me think of where we are now in our journey with God.      I remember the early days—those moments when we were like the disciples at Pentecost, on fire with the Holy Spirit. The vision was undeniable. We were filled with zeal, eager to bring others closer to Christ through service. That fire was contagious, drawing many into the mission. We lived with the certainty that God was with us, that He would provide for us.      But of course, the honeymo...
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