Growing up, going to Mass and being taught the faith was a normal part of my family upbringing. I dutifully attended faith formation classes and was involved in youth ministry. My participation was something I quite enjoyed. We never missed a Sunday as was the expectation for the Jordas. All the while, I never remembered resisting or feeling reluctant because of the consistency, as well as the family activity that would always surround it.
Uniquely, I can remember my parents inviting different protestant scripture study leaders into our household at an early age. These encounters would generate a great love that I hold for the Word of God and empowered me as a youth to envision myself leading a study one day. I became very active in Church as a leader in youth group, a lector for the Mass, and attended as many events as I possibly could, including mission trips, hunger retreats, and a Steubenville Conference where I experienced Eucharistic Adoration for the first time with 25,000 youth. I vividly remember that intense moment in my faith described by the scripture, "Wherever two or more are gathered in my Name, there I am in their midst," with the additional, "wherever 25,000 youth are gathered in my Name, there I am IN YOUR FACE."
I also had a lot of faith influences in devout adults I witnessed, including those of my Filipino culture and family heritage. I can remember so early in life praying the rosary with the "Titas" (aunties) and eating lumpia later in the evening. The everyday lives of my beloved family and mentors compelled me in the story of faith with their own personal witness. In this, I strongly associated faith with the familial lens which was undoubtedly comforting and inspiring.