I’m a Hermit / Soy ErmitaƱo

The sacrament of marriage brings indescribable happiness and is so full of graces. Having children makes that happiness even more complete. Several family members and friends have questioned certain decisions my wife and I have made, such as moving to a small town, where the population of deer outnumbers the human population, and homeschooling our children.

I was born and raised in a large city, Lima, Peru, where I had my group of friends, played sports, and went to school. Many family members think it’s strange to live in a small town, be a stay at home dad, and to homeschool. To them, it’s like taking a step backward in life. No matter how much you try to explain it to them, they don’t understand it, especially when you start talking about doing God’s will, because they think that we have the ability to control everything.

Some have called me a hermit for living a different lifestyle from theirs. I don’t take it personally, on the contrary, I wish I had a cave. None of the points they argue make me more or less of a person. I enjoy the life that I have with God just where I am. Family or personal success does not consist in the thickness of our wallets or the number of our possessions, but rather about doing good and being able to help our children grow in faith. The goal is to get to heaven.

Saint John Vianney, whose feast we celebrate today, was a kind of hermit of the confessional. He spent between 12 and 15 hours a day hearing confessions, alone in a small room. We could even say that the confessional was like his monastery. In a similar way, I am a hermit of my home. God has placed me on this path where teaching my children comes first, making my home a monastery.

Above all, I seek to put God first, because walking with Him, we make better decisions, although we often have to set aside our own plans to follow His plan. We see an example of this in today’s Gospel. Jesus was saddened by the death of John the Baptist and wanted to go away to a deserted place by Himself. But when He saw that the crowd had followed him, He set aside His plans, His grief, and His desire for solitude. The passage says, “his heart was moved with pity for them” and He cured the sick and fed them.

In the same way, God seeks to take care of us, if only we will let him. Today’s Psalm says: “If only my people would hear me, and Israel walk in my ways, Quickly would I humble their enemies; against their foes I would turn my hand.” I invite you to listen to the Lord your God and to do whatever He asks of you, whether it be about where you live and how you teach your children or the ministries you support and the work you do.

As for me, I’m going to go hunt a deer in my small town to eat for dinner. See you later!

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La felicidad del casamiento religioso, es algo tan indescriptible que llena a uno de gracia. Tener hijos hace que la felicidad sea aún más completa. La toma de decisiones junto con mi esposa ha causado algunos cuestionamientos de varios familiares y amigos, cómo ir a vivir a un pueblo pequeño, donde la población de venados es mayor a la de las personas y hacer la escuela en casa.

Donde nací y crecí era una ciudad grande, Lima-Perú, donde tenía mi grupo de amigos, hacía deporte, e iba a la escuela. Para muchos familiares es extraño vivir en un pueblo, ser papá en casa y hacer escuela en casa. Para ellos es cómo un retroceso para la vida. Por más que uno les explica, no llegan a entender el cambio, y menos cuando uno le habla de la voluntad de Dios, porque creen que el hombre tiene control de todas las cosas. 

Algunos me han llamado ermitaño por tener una vida diferente a la suya. No lo he tomado a mal, más bien me gustaría tener una cueva. Cada uno de los puntos descritos no me hace ser una persona menos ni más. Disfruto tener una vida cómo la que tengo junto a Dios en el lugar donde estoy. El éxito familiar o personal no está en el grosor de la billetera o en los bienes que uno tenga sino más bien está en hacer el bien y poder ayudar a los hijos a crecer en la fe. La meta es llegar al cielo.

San Juan Vianney, cuya fiesta celebramos hoy, fue una especie de ermitaño del confesionario. Pasaba entre 12 y 15 horas diarias escuchando confesiones, allí solito en un cuartito. Hasta podríamos decir que el confesionario fue como su monasterio. De semejante forma, soy ermitaño de mi casa. Dios me ha puesto en este camino donde la enseñanza hacia mis hijos es lo primero, haciendo que mi casa sea un monasterio. 

Por encima de todo, siempre busco poner a Dios primero, porque caminando con Él, las decisiones se hacen mejor, aunque muchas veces tenemos que dejar nuestros planes para hacer su plan. Vemos un ejemplo de eso en el Evangelio de hoy. Jesus estaba apenado por el fallecimiento de Juan el Bautista y quiso alejarse a un lugar a solas. Pero cuando vio que la muchedumbre lo había seguido, tuvo que dejar sus planes, dejar su pena, dejar su deseo de soledad. Dice que “se compadeció de ella” y curó a sus enfermos y les dio de comer. 

De igual manera, Dios busca cuidarnos a nosotros, si tan solo lo dejamos. El Salmo de hoy dice: “¡Ojalá que mi pueblo me escuchara y cumpliera Israel con mis mandatos! Yo, al punto, humillaría a sus enemigos y sentirían mi mano sus contrarios.” Les invito a que escuchen al Señor tu Dios, y que cumplan con lo que Él les pida, ya sea donde viven y cómo enseñan a sus hijos o los ministerios que apoyas y el trabajo que tienes. 

Por mi parte, voy a cazar un venado en mi pueblito para comer en la cena. ¡Hasta la próxima!

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Felix Urcia was born in Lima, Peru. He moved the U.S. to complete his college degree in Computer Science at Northern Kentucky University. He is passionate about his faith, his family, education and soccer. When he is not homeschooling and caring for his young children he enjoys personal programing projects and sports analysis. He and wife live in a small town in Western Michigan where they enjoy spending time with their five children.

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Christ’s Modesty and Our Own / La modestia de Cristo y la nuestra

Today we begin Holy Week, when we walk beside Jesus during the long and painful journey of His Passion, Death and Resurrection. Today we read the account of the Passion, and it can seem as long as this week. We don’t like to face the hard, the difficult and the painful, but if we want to grow, it is necessary.

One thing that strikes me is how they ripped off Jesus’ clothes before crucifying Him. He was a person who respected Himself and others. He was a man of modesty, and they left him hanging there naked. I can’t imagine the humiliation He suffered, all for us… at the same time it makes me think of how our society no longer values ​​modesty, and it makes me even more sad.

We should dress appropriately according to where we are, but we should always have respect for ourselves and others. A phrase from the philosopher Confucius comes to mind: “Respect yourself so that others will respect you.” Also, the second great commandment our Lord gave us is “Love your neighbor as yourself.” Many phrases from different sources could be analyzed more deeply regarding this topic and conclusions can be drawn.

I once heard a priest say in one of his homilies, “Girls come to church naked and boys come in shorts and sandals!” It may sound harsh, but the reality is that we should go to church to seek God, not a boyfriend or more attention by wearing short clothing, showing more skin than necessary or very short or tight shirts that leave nothing to the imagination. I have even noticed how uncomfortable many girls are, pulling down on their skirts or shorts to see if they will stretch any further.

Although all this may be controversial, it seems to me like sin at its finest. I understand that we are all different and not everyone has the same intentions, but dressing like this can be a temptation for those around them and a poor example for younger girls.

If we leave the church environment and go out into the “real world”, many will view them as sexual objects, a means to satisfy the flesh. There are many wolves in sheep’s clothing looking for their prey. So if you dress provocatively at church what can you expect when you are out in the world? Do not wait until you have a horrible experience to dress modestly. Although many think they know everything when they are young, they should listen to their closest relatives and true friends who will tell them the truth.

In conclusion, love yourselves more, so that others will respect you. Look at Jesus Christ on the cross to realize what true love is. He will help you love yourself more and find pure love with someone who loves you for who you are, not because you have shown off parts of your body. May the outpouring of grace from Christ’s Passion and Death help us to love God and love ourselves more.

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Hoy empezamos la semana santa, cuando caminamos al lado de Jesús en el camino largo y doloroso de su pasión, muerte y resurrección. Hoy leemos el relato de la pasión, y puede parecer tan largo como esta semana. No nos gusta enfrentar lo duro, lo difícil y lo doloroso, pero si queremos crecer, es necesario. 

Una cosa que me llama la atención es cómo le arrancaron la ropa a Jesus antes de crucificarlo. Era una persona que se respetaba a sí mismo y a los demás. Era un hombre de pudor, y lo dejaron colgado allí desnudo. No puedo imaginarme la humillación que sufrió, todo por nosotros… y al mismo tiempo me hace pensar en cómo nuestra sociedad ya no valora la modestia, y me pone mas triste aun. 

El modo de vestir debe ser de acuerdo al lugar donde vayas, pero siempre debe haber un respeto para uno mismo y los demás. Una frase del filósofo Confucius “Respetate a ti mismo para que los demás te respeten” me viene a la mente. El segundo gran mandamiento que el Señor nos dio dice “Ama a tu prójimo cómo a ti mismo”. Varias frases al respeto se podrían analizar más profundamente para sacar conclusiones. 

Había un sacerdote que decía en una de sus homilías, “¡Las chicas vienen calatas a la iglesia y los chicos vienen en short y sandalias!” Puede sonar rudo, pero la realidad es que ir a la iglesia es ir en busca de Dios y no buscar novio o estar llamando la atención con la vestimenta corta,  mostrando la pierna más de lo debido o polos muy cortos o pegados que no dejan nada a la imaginación. Hasta se ve a muchas chicas incómodas para sentarse o pararse, y se están jalando la faldita o short para abajo para ver si se estira más. 

Aunque puede ser controversial todo esto, pareciera el pecado en su máxima expresión.  Entiendo que no todos son iguales y tampoco todos tienen las mismas intenciones, pero vistiéndose así se vuelven tentación para los que están alrededor y mal ejemplo para las niñas más jóvenes. 

Si salimos del ambiente de la iglesia, y salimos al “mundo real”, muchos van a verlas cómo un objeto sexual, el cual el objetivo es satisfacer la carne. Hay muchos lobos vestidos de corderos buscando su presa para saciarse. Entonces si en la iglesia se visten “llamativamente” ¿qué se puede esperar cuando están afuera? No esperen tener esa horrible experiencia para recién volver a la modestia. Aunque muchas piensan saberlo todo por la juventud, hay que escuchar a los familiares más cercanos y los verdaderos amigos que te dicen la verdad. 

En conclusión, ámense más, para que los demás te respeten. Miren a Jesucristo en la cruz y dense cuenta de lo que es el verdadero amor de Dios. Él te ayudará a quererte más y a encontrar el amor verdadero en una persona que te ame por quien eres, no porque has demostrado partes de tu cuerpo. Que la efusión de gracia de la pasión y muerte de Cristo nos ayude a amar a Dios y a amarnos más a nosotros mismos.

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Felix Urcia was born in Lima, Peru. He emigrated the U.S. to complete his college degree in Computer Science at Northern Kentucky University. He is passionate about his faith, his family, education and soccer. When he is not homeschooling and caring for his young children he enjoys personal programing projects and sports analysis. He and wife live in a small town in Western Michigan where they enjoy spending time with their five children.

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Where Do You Put Your Faith?

We tend to think that material wealth can solve all of our problems, but the trials of everyday life are not resolved with money. In order to build lasting spiritual fortitude to weather the storms of life, we need God. We have to realize that money isn’t everything. 

Naaman thought that money could cure him of his infirmity. That makes me question what kind of god he put his faith in. The God of money or the one true God? We shouldn’t hold onto money as if it were everything. We need God in our lives and we should thirst for our Creator every single day.

A few days ago, I lost my dad. The doctors did everything they could to save him but God had a path for him. I had no choice but to accept the will of God. I never lost faith. In this situation, money wouldn’t have helped anything. Life continues on with God at my side in every moment.

What are the things you continue to hold onto? What could God be calling you to let go of this Lent? Are you holding on to money, possessions, control, negativity, heartache or a grudge? Are you holding on to the health of yourself or a loved one and refusing to accept a diagnosis? What would it take for you to truly let go in order to hold fast to the God who loves you?

God is the only one that can solve all of life’s quandaries. Will you let Him?

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Felix Urcia was born in Lima, Peru. He emigrated the U.S. to complete his college degree in Computer Science at Northern Kentucky University. He is passionate about his faith, his family, education and soccer. When he is not homeschooling and caring for his young children he enjoys personal programing projects and participating in a biweekly soccer talk show. He and wife live in a small town in Western Michigan where they enjoy spending time outdoors with their boys.

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