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That would be Noel and his wife, Cesyl.  Technically, we are both Jameses. He is James the Great. And I am James the Less. We were both named after Saints. He asks the most peculiar things from me. And I always try to make it happen. Being my second critic, he wants me to do more. Because I think he knows I could. He has bragging rights to greet people: "Joyeux Noel!", French for Merry Christmas!

James Z. Carpio, writer I remember my late father he was playing a computer game. I was in high school. I came home almost in the wee hours in the morning. There was a big event at school. I gave him a kiss on the cheek then he asked me "have you eaten, son?" then, I replied, "yes." After all these years, it is only now that I realized that he waited for me. He made sure I got home safe.

Ascension Press  and  Ascension Presents   in collaboration with  Inspires   give you this riveting magnum opus.‎.. Condensed Reflection by James Z. Carpio Father Mike cites C.S. Lewis' concept of Undulation meaning the rising and falling of anything in any situation. A roller coaster ride or ups and downs. Yes, in life we do have myriad expectations and when the realities are not what we would have wanted to be then we become confused then, we try to fathom their meanings. All Father Mike emphasizes is that they all mean nothing. In times of discernment he cautions us not to make decisions in times of desolation and keep our plans that we made in times of consolation. He suggests that we make that a rule of life. Basically, just stay the course, then, set a season for yourself or a specific timeframe. When that time is over then maybe you could shift g...

James Z. Carpio, writer Why? Because God loves me. He saved me. From them... He wants me to do this. For you. Because God loves you too. We are all God's children. We came in the world as babies. Just like He did one night at Bethlehem. Then, regardless of everything. We are all brothers and sisters. As we approach the Season of Advent. May the green of the wreath remind us of hope. May the red of the candy cane remind us of love. May the violet of the ribboned candles remind us of fortitude. May the blue robes of the kings remind us of peace. May the yellow star remind us of wisdom. May the pink of the  Gaudete Sunday remind us of the nearness of His coming. May the orange skies remind us of our own fragility. May the brown soil remind us of God's plans. Is it not amusing that God played with clay and He created mankind. He showed Noah the rainbow as a s...

The Team of Inspires would like to apologize for the late edition of Ascension Presents: Father Mike Schmitz. It was supposed to have been published on the 20th. We forgot that we follow a different time zone. Again we are sorry for the delay. Thank you.

Ascension Press  and  Ascension Presents   in collaboration with  Inspires   give you this riveting magnum opus.‎.. Condensed Reflection by James Z. Carpio That is both an easy and a difficult question. Yes, I do present my true self to others. The moment I step outside of my house that is who I am, what you see is what you get. However, My jobs do not define me. My strengths do not define me. My weaknesses do not define me. My successes and failures do not define me. I am imperfect. Human. I am prone to error and misgivings. Despite of all these, according to Father Mike when God sees us for who we are as sons and daughters as we are, then, He would love us as we truly are in all our pristine form even while we were still just a thought in His Divine Plan. My identity is I am God's creation. May God love me as I am. God bless you my friend!

It is November 2068, Mr. Davenport just arrived in a small town. He came to visit his cousin Jacobson. It was a long flight. He was weary, no, he felt exhausted.  He told the driver to drop him off at the gates of Jacobson's vast property. He rang the doorbell. No one came to meet him. He rang the doorbell at least more than 20 times. Nothing. He saw that the iron gates were not locked. He opened it. He went inside while carrying his luggage. Then he saw the Manor. The last he had seen it was 10 years ago. Then, he saw the solid bridge. He thought to himself everything seems to be alright. Then, he wondered where could his cousin be? He went straight to the doorstep. Then, he knocked. And, he called out his cousin's name. He patiently waited. After what seemed like eternity Jacobson opened the door. Oh, Richardson, it is you!! How are we today? he added. And he exclaimed it has been a long time. You aged a bit cuz... Richardson re...