Purple Dots – Love in A Jar

By: Sr. Joy A. De Vera, RA I was wondering why Assumption nuns are called “Purple Dots” by Assumption Alumni (also known as “Old Girls”). In anyway, this is what I personally assume of the meaning of the name “Purple Dots”: “Purple” is the color of the habit used by the sisters. In the Church,... Continue Reading →

You are worth waiting for!

by: Sr. Joy A. De Vera, RA “Sister, I am looking forward on your faithcrumbs reflection!” I received this message from a friend. I was surprised to know that someone out there is waiting for my reflection. It’s been a month since my last article was posted. Most of us, if not all, experienced waiting... Continue Reading →

God’s Amazing Waze

By: Sr. Joy A. De Vera, RA One of the best app that I used during my restless years before entering the convent was the WAZE App. It helps me a lot to navigate the best route to take in my lost and found maze especially in Greater Manila Area and other parts of Luzon.... Continue Reading →

Big Heart to Love

By: Sr. Joy A. De Vera All I can recall is I was kneeling in the Novitiate Chapel on the day before my vow. My parents and siblings were behind me. Mama was saying her prayer as she put her hands on my shoulder. “Panginoon, ito po ang aking anak na si Rosell Joy… ngayon... Continue Reading →

Are you available?

By: Sr. Joy A. De Vera Have you tried going to the supermarket/mall to buy something and was frustrated because the brand or product you want is not available? The tendency then is to try another option. You will buy what is available so as not to waste time. This is the reason why “out... Continue Reading →

Break me into million pieces

by: Sr. Joy A. De Vera, RA I considered our one-day recollection experience in the formation program when I was a Novice as one of my favorites. We had a very unique activity that brought out a lot of reflection within me. It was a game called “Break the Pot” challenge. We are about 80+... Continue Reading →

Pagod ka na ba?

by: Sr. Joy A. De Vera, RA I was a novice then when I was assigned to be with the fisher folks for a 10-day immersion program in a small island called Sitio Caybubo in Bagac, Bataan. I became very close to a 11-year old boy named Jay-Jay. One Sunday, I was able to convince... Continue Reading →

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