A Journey of Faith: My Story with Sto Nino

Seven years ago, I found myself at a novena mass for Sto Nino during one of the most chaotic years of my life. My spirit was low, and I was struggling, yet I wore a facade of happiness that only I knew was a mask. Deep down, I felt broken and wished I could just disappear.

In that moment of despair, I turned to Sto Nino—not asking for material possessions, but seeking clarity and guidance. I surrendered my burdens and prayed for direction, pouring my heart out while the soothing strains of the song “Bato Balani” echoed around me. I told Him, "Ikaw na hala Nino, kabalo man ka unsay tinuod nako gibati ug unsay akong kinahanglanon. Ikaw na bahala."I let my tears flow, voicing my deep need for help.

The journey following that prayer wasn’t easy. It felt like juggling the pieces of a shattered puzzle as my life turned upside down. I faced job losses and broken relationships, which forced me to confront my pride and humbly acknowledge my mistakes. It was a period of necessary reset.

Emerging from that storm, I found myself drawn closer to Sto Nino. Years later, I can see that those tumultuous experiences were answers to my prayers. I was left feeling empty so that I could fully open my heart and hands to the incredible blessings he had in store for me—my husband and our precious baby, Theo.

They are my Sto Nino miracles, reminders of the beauty that can emerge from hardship. Thank you, Sr. Sto Nino, for your steadfast guidance. Viva Pit Senyor!

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