Saint Prisca the child martyr - A golden moment with Sr Prisca

PRAYER TO SAINT PRISCA

O blessed Saint Prisca Martyr of ancient Rome You endured great suffering Alone in the name of Jesus Your faith was unbreakable When you were cruelly persecuted You remained steadfast and faithful In the face […]

Saint Prisca – poem

In ancient Rome, there lived a girl A faithful Christian, her faith a pearl Saint Prisca was her name, only a child But her devotion to God was strong and wild She refused to […]

About me

Prisca Onyinye Nwokorie is a Roman Catholic Nun in the Congregation of the Oblate Sisters of St Benedict Joseph Labre based in Italy. She is a writer and poet, with BSc. degree in “Information and Communication Technologies for the Production of Software”, and an MSc. degree in “Computer Science”, both obtained from the University of Bari in Italy. Presently, she is working towards creating a forum to promote e-learning in every field of life for the youths in underdeveloped countries.

Advent and Christmas

March in joy to Bethlehem

Many years ago in Bethlehem a child was born for our Salvation. He was a taste of the promised joy, A presence to behold on our journey as pilgrims. As I enlarge my vision [...]
Advent and Christmas

REFLECTING ON THE REASON FOR ADVENT

At the start of a big race of our Salvation, and before the birth of Jesus Christ, Mary, Joseph and other people struggled as they carried all they needed for the journey. Imagine the task [...]
A moment with God

Trapped in the visible

Mt 23:28 "You present to view a holy exterior while hypocrisy and evil fill you within" Jesus is addressing His words not only to the religious leaders (the Pharisees and the Scribes) but also [...]
Inspiration

TO MY LOVELY FAMILY

Permit me to address you as an individual To let you understand my disposition of heart A word of appreciation to you To say a 'THANK YOU' So far, my mission has been successful You [...]
Poet's corner

Don’t forget my story

Many things in life have caused me pain as the battle of life gets tougher each day Life is a struggle for the strong the weak have no share or heritage in it. I [...]