On My First Blog

In keeping with the times, I thought I might like to begin a blog. As my reader, you may have to excuse many errors. I have no editors. Give up your small, pedantic pickiness about words, syntax and grammar. I do not wish to impress you with my eloquence (though I am eloquent). This is just an overly caffeinated propaedeutic seminarian with enough money to purchase a website domain for a year. This makes me the perfect candidate for writing some stuff on the web. I thought it was better than getting a Twitter.

I also think I have some pretty unique experiences that I would want to share with you, my friends. This is mainly for you. I can't imagine this (very expensive) domain would get too much traffic from strangers. I did not pay the premium plan. I got the simplest plan which is for people with no business being famous.

Note that I paid way too much for a domain. If anyone knows a more cost-efficient way to do this, do tell! I haven't figured out how to change my font. I think Times New Roman is prettier. Though I am open to suggestions when I can figure this this thing out.

I want to promise to all of you now that this blog will be free of AI. I will type up my own words. No one will edit this, no one else should write here for the sake of originality. ONE MANNY.

A quick thanks to those who support me:

Specifically, I want to acknowledge all my friends in Phoenix. I hold a deep affection for each of you.

I want to thank my benefactors. You are the reason this website is possible. I pray for all of you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!

My friends from mission trips, summer assignments and trips all over the world, you are all welcome here to see how I am doing in my life. I have a deep love for all of you! You are in my prayers!

My brother seminarians.

If we have not met, I believe an introduction is in order.

I am a young seminarian from Phoenix, Arizona at Nazareth Seminary. I am currently in the second of three Propaedeutic years of seminary. I was born into a Hispanic, culturally Catholic household. We did not regularly go to Sunday Mass as a kid or pray as a family. We were sent to Catholic school for the experience and education. Not for religious formation (not that we got too much of that anyways). In high school, I fell in love with the Lord, his people and the liberal arts. A perfect storm for a priest. I think I fit the mold pretty well. Out of high school, I decided to join the seminary for the diocese of Phoenix. A bold move. I did it. I am young and naive. I now am loving the adventure of life the Lord has blessed me with. Now you can join me if you decide to keep up.