This afternoon, as I was making my way to the chapel to assist at vespers in the main chapel, it suddenly struck me how swiftly the year had flown by and how soon we found ourselves nearing the end of our stay. As I went along with the boys who were heading for the chapel, and as I gazed at the light which the setting sun cast upon the my surroundings, I could just remember how as a seminarian myself, in times not unlike these, when days were already longer, I used to sit by myself at the Sacred Heart Park not far from the entrance to the seminary compound and I would gaze at the sunset, feeling quite melancholic and reflective at the same time, about how life could just be a series of endings which gave way to new beginnings. Things end and start again. things get destroyed and new things are born and created. I ponder upon these things as I prepare to conclude a year here in seminary formation which, as I have expressed to my college sems during the last conference that I had with, was one of grace and continued growth.
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