are nature’s of Man.
Plant, therefore, the natures man have.
For one day, you will reap it,
When you need most.
You need the shade under the scorching heat of the sun.
are nature’s of Man.
Plant, therefore, the natures man have.
For one day, you will reap it,
When you need most.
You need the shade under the scorching heat of the sun.
Take me, O, Lord.
Use me in however it pleases, Thee.
Take me, O, Lord,
Make me an instrument
Of love, service and prayer
I’m on my way back to our mother house at Antipolo City, Philippines. I’m looking forward for a inspiring and bonding filled national assembly for Vocations Promotion 2019. This is a nation-wide gathering of all St Paul Sisters who are assigned for the promotion of Religious Life in the Church.
Traveling is always fun. And I believe everyone loves traveling whether locally or internationally. However, the greatest challenge of traveling lies in our attitude to face the inevitable discomforts that comes, always, in a surprise.
Well, in the Philippines, especially during weekdays, traffic is as ordinary as the air we breathe.
So, I’m writing while onboard in a public bus hoping that we will reach our destination patiently. Yes! Patiently and not safely.
Most of the road problems, I think are not cause by machine errors but human errors. Some of us, when we face discomforts and travel delays we usually react negatively. How many of us just let it slide and positively reacts?
Hailee steinfeld, a FIL-am singer actress just recently commented, “traffic in the Phil, it gets better”. For those who knows, this is such a positive comment and yet a reality that, only persons who have positive dispositions can make such comment knowing that it’s really terrible.
So, when you are stuck in a discomforting situation, relax and for 1 min just do self awareness (inhale and exhale) and tell yourself “relax, and be at peace”
In the end, 90% we are responsible for all our reactions and only 10% comes from the events around. So, don’t be controlled by the events or people around you.
Last week, I was invited to give a 3-day Spirituality of Arts class with our 5 Ladies aspiring to join the community of Sisters if St. Paul of Chartres, Philippine Province.
I have been teaching this module class for 3 years. And I have seen, the different gifts and talents God has bestowed on each one of my mentees (call it students, since I’m teaching them 😊🤙) Some, He gives abundantly, as what the Gospel of Matthew would say in the Parable of Talents, 5. For some, 3 and for some others 1. Yet, in all these, one thing is common – You are Accountable for what little or abundant you have.
(left to right: Nadine , Mary Joy, Mia, Eloisa Marie, Vanessa)
I always remind my students, that my class is not an art class or humanities or art appreciation neither fine arts course. Ours, is a Spirituality of Arts class. Everything is an Art. And every art is spiritual.
For what is art? Art comes from Inspiration. And this, Inspiration comes from the Heart. This heart has been moved, been touched through an encounter that inspires one to express in a very creative way his/her thoughts in colors, pens, paints and brushes.
For who has been touching us? Who has been inspiring people to create and be creative, to discover and develop except the One who created us all.
Needless to say, all works points us to Him, the Source of all creation.
As St. John the Baptist would say during the Baptism of Jesus in the River Jordan in the Gospel of St. John, “He must increase, I must decrease”
The aim of the module is to claim once more our identity as Artist. In each one us lies hidden the creator in us waiting to be recognized, waiting yet to be reclaimed. We are all gifted. All we have to do is to look within us and believe that, what you discovered has been there for a long time, yet, unknown because we have been to preoccupied of looking outside.
The journey to be inside out.
There are so much in store for you my dear soon to be Consecrated Ladies to Christ. Be patient. Endure every trials for endurance matures faith. Be joyful always and be grateful at all times. Look within you, and you will discover, that the plan of the Lord as the book of Jeremiah reminds us, “he has a plan for you for good and not for woe”
Metamorphosis: The Art of Moving Forward
I’m currently in Makati City, one hour and five minutes away from my mission area Culion, Palawan via air trip, but, if I take the boat trip that would be twelve hours.
Mission life is great but I needed a break. Yes! Routine works (sometimes) need redefining and reevaluation. Missionaries need air!
I hoped and prayed to have fresh air away from my mission-based work. I had in mind maybe an updating seminar, summer activities or better studies. And, God must be crazy to grant it. I’m sent for studies on Catechetical Formation in Institute for Catechetical Ministry, San Carlos Seminary.
Life would be great, it’s a two-month get-away from stresses and demands.
Breaking-free didn’t come easily, as i was filled with all assignments and requirements. My “get-away” didn’t go well with my plan.
I slept late in the evening to keep up with all those papers.
Despite those wee hours work, what struck me was this colleague , who when asked how was his papers doing, responded, “I’m not sure if I successfully sent the email to our Professor as I was just using my cellphone.” Shock, I said “You mean, you been up all this time, doing your paperworks in your cellphone?”
I had it wrong. I was ashamed.
Though, it’s a tug-of-war between beating up the deadline and enjoying my “time”, I’m deeply grateful, without which, I won’t be able to develop friendships and discover new things, and life-long learnings: (1) Not all hooked up with cellphones are doing social network thing, texting, etc. others are really working their patience to beat their concerns (2) stop the habit of quick judgment.
The day 1 of PCNE (Philippine Conference for New Evangelization) has just concluded. And, joy-filled, I’m posting this blog. These are my SPC (Sisters of St. Paul of Chartres) companions. You might be wondering, there’s a blue among the gray! She’s our adopted sister from Vietnam who stays in the Philippines for her Master’s Degree.
I’m on the road now boarding with my Sisters. I’m pretty sure they’re tired as well, yet, filled with joy and affirmed of their dignity as Filipino Youth!
The conference began with a powerful question of Archbishop Chito Cardinal Tagle, “How do Jesus walk?” He explained quoting some of the Gospel Stories where Jesus was “walking with”. One of the beautiful, striking yet, not new, and remained unnoticed, is how Jesus takes time to Eat. Yes! You read it right. Jesus eats. We have read several accounts where Jesus eats not only with tax collectors but even officials of the temple. As Tagle would say, this eating is Jesus way of “walking with” them. This would mean, meeting them where they are at. Seeing them for who they are and for what they are.
Tagle continued to stir the crowd of clergy and religious with a thought provoking presentation on the different walks of the Filipino Youth, he named one in particular, that the Youth of today, he said, are holding their cellphones connected and communicating simultaneously anywhere and everywhere all at the same time.
He end up by asking us participants, “how do you” walk” with the Youth?”
True enough, it made me assess and evaluate my ways of” walking with the youth I am handling and working them. There were various thoughts arose such as youth discipline, awareness, limitations mine’s and their. I felt ashamed because I know for certain that I have failed in some ways (justifying myself as well, too proud to admit my limitations ).
Humbled, I know I needed my Jesus to help me in the ministry He has entrusted to me. Accompanying the Youth is never easy yet at the same time fulfilling knowing that I have helped a young man or woman find its ways either back to God, see his/her direction in life, follow her/his dream, or being able to be present with and an ear to listen to, is just enough to keep me going in my ministry.
I will end this “raw” post. Yes, it is definitely raw as I haven’t proofread or reviewed what I have written. I just grabbed my cp from my bag and scribbled my letters and my happy thoughts unto my notepad, and posted this.
OK, I will end tonight blog with this question that you and I could ponder together before we sleep and even upon rising tomorrow and the day after.
How are you contributing in the formation of the Youth [in your country] ?
Good night everyone. And a holy rest to all.
By the way, in the Philippines we are celebrating our 500 years of Christianity, in 2021. As form of celebration the Church here had a 9-yr plan, each year with different themes, for 2019 it is Year of the Youth, so all activities are geared towards this theme.
Our Savior was crushed and spit upon….
The king of kings was born to a lowly girl (Luke 1:4) The creator of the universe was swaddled and laid in a feeding trough (Luke 2:7) The first to hear of the birth of the Messiah and come to worship him were mere shepherds (Luke 2: 8-17) Jesus was born to a family too poor to offer the sacrifice of a lamb — so they gave two turtledoves instead. (Luke 2: 22-24) Leveticus 12:6-8)
Are we this lowly. Are we this humble? Or do we believe that we are always entitled to something bigger, better or more than we already have. Are you too prideful to do the unnoticed and embarrassing tasks — like washing the dirty feet of others, hoping they will reciprocate or express their deep gratitude…
Don’t ever become so high that you believe, think or feel, that you…
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“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” — Martin Luther King Jr. Being mean to someone else, particularly when dealing with situations in which the other person is displaying incompetence, is effortless and often efficient. The result is that you’ve probably ruined their […]
I am deeply grateful to my congregation for all the helps and assistance accorded to me in my early formation which opened me to a new understanding and acceptance of the beautiful and worse self – the brokenness of my past and the on-the-process healed present self.
I entered Religious Life when I was nineteen in 2001, had my first profession in 2004 and in 2011 received my perpetual vows. I have been assigned in our education ministry for the past seven years of which I gave my heart for the work which I loved so dearly. After which, I was assigned to our Home for the Elderly Nuns to help in the finance department and for retreat ministry, after two years I was transferred to a seemingly minority group in our congregation the Pastoral ministry, since 2016 up to now I am the Catechetical Coordinator of the Parish in Culion, Palawan.
I finished Bachelor of Arts in Political Science at St. Paul University Surigao. I never dreamt of becoming who I am now. The turn of events came when I was in third year college. It was quick. I went out of my English class and made “tambay” in the corridor, gazing at the ground from the third floor, these thoughts came to me, “Ano ang gagawin ko sa buhay ko? Hindi naman pwede habang buhay barkada lang, or party or gala ng gala ako at friends ko. Darating ang araw magkakaroon kami ng kanyang-kanyang buhay. Ano ang maging akin?” Those thoughts made an impact on me. This became my compass, which eventually defined what I would decide on.
However, that same year, there was a “Vocation Awareness” in our school I did not join but my friend Jay handed me a brochure with a statement, “If a business walks for a mile to earn a centavo, how much more if you walk for a mile to save one soul.” I was so struck with these words but didn’t understand what it meant. Later that year, what keeps ringing on me was the feeling on “I want something that lasts, something that does not end nor are not measured by salary or work time.”
That same year, too, my teammate Michelle in Volleyball was already attending a search-in with the Mensa Domini Sisters. Unknown to her my “inner search” she invited me to join her, and that was the start of being in touch with what I didn’t know then, the “inner search for meaning in life.”
I broke the news to my parents that I want to enter the convent on the eve of my nineteenth birthday in 2001. My parents scolded me and were disappointed, but there was a sort of “certainty” of feeling that “Someone called me for this.”
Everyone was NO to the idea.
Instead of a regular four year course, I finished my bachelor’s degree in three years and one summer I was nineteen years of age. Being a summerian graduate, my father requested if I could take a one semester break before enrolling at San Sebastian. That means, I had four months (June-Sept) rest prior to my Law proper. With those free months I applied in my Alma Mater. I was assigned in the Finance department as voucher clerk and as a part-time substitute teacher. I find this event of my Father’s request to postpone my enrolment as a salient event in my life, had it not been for the postponement of my enrolment I would not become an SPC.
When I was working, my former school paper editor-in-chief Alfredo Dimaano upon learning that I have been attending search-in in other congregation requested the SPC Sisters to have me join in their second Sunday search-in. The accompaniment session of the St. Paul sisters with me began.
I was accepted in both congregations. The Mensa Domini sisters’ entrance was May and for the St. Paul’s August. I wanted to join the Mensa Domini but since the entrance was through, I was requested to wait for another year. And that left me only with St. Paul’s entrance on August. I was proud and self-sufficient then, disobeying my parents, I entered St. Paul in 2001.
Looking back with these events in my life, I can say that I am grateful to all the turnabouts in my life. Those events helped me in my capacity to discern and see God’s hand at work in my life. I can see God is “paki-alamero” in my plans in life only for my good benefits. One example that I can identify is that, I am able to become more surrendering to the Lord especially in my ministry and obedience. There are times when it is difficult for me to accept and understand, yet, whenever I am confronted with my stubbornness, I am always led to realize what God has done before and “look, how great it was!” Another thing that I am grateful is that no what how the turn of events in my life would be – whether the pains that I experience in the community and with superiors, or in my ministry, I know that God has great plans for me.
On August 2018, I will be celebrating my eighteen years in the convent, and eight years as perpetually professed SPC sister. Life is not easy. Life is not fair. There is politics in the convent. Life in the convent is never a bed of roses nor an ideal state, yet, I am certain this is where I want to be. I want to spend my life serving the Lord, loving Him despite my unfaithful heart and stubborn will. When I was a Postulant in 2002, I was asked to make a symbol. I made a cut out two hands holding each other (One bigger than the other). When I was asked to explain, I simply said: “I am telling the Lord to hold my hands tight, as you can see, I have the tendency to let go of this hand. But, if He does, surely I will stay an SPC until my last breath.”
And, I believed, I had my moment already. In 2009, I let go of this hand. I did not apply for my perpetual vows, but He held my hands so tight I can’t let go. And, up to now, He is holding my hands still tight not giving me any chance to let go.
I still have tons of loads of issues I need to face. And every day, I beg the Lord to heal me, to make me whole and make me a better person and more accepting and understanding of all my issues whenever it comes again in another form.
image by Jaime Gonzales
It’s good to be away for awhile from what I have loved to do-writing my thoughts. Having “left” the social networking world has given me a chance to really focus on something that I lack most-CONNECTION and PRESSENCE
Well, I’m no excuse.
Most of the time, because my world has been so fast and vast, i lost contact with persons dear to me. I neglect them in many varied ways, justifying, they’re always there anyway! Or that “they know, I love them much I’m not just that person who always communicates.” And, at time, I’m really busy.
HOwever, the turn of events in my family recently taught me to value something that I lack at this present time of faceless and borderless communication. Two weeks ago, my uncle and his son had a car collission leaving both in critical condition up to now. We’re preparing for worst. I am preparing the worst. Death.
Regret now creeps. Regret fills all of me. I dont have to give the detail, it tires me to pour. Death is imminent.
Despite this sadness overwhelming me, it taught me a lesson, I swore will never fail me again.
That nothing is small in the eyes of God.
Do all that you can with love
-st. Therese of the child Jesus-
Are you not envious of Saints?
I do. Because they remind me of my capacity to be with them.
Saints, except martyrs, were just ordinary people like you and me. They did not Excel in extraordinary work, profession, etcera. Only, that, they are faithful to their ordinary life putting love, ahay! Great love, I mean to say. They have put a great deal of love over what they have and do thus making it extraordinary.
They work in silence. Not seeking to be praised or recognized. But their goodness did not escape in the eyes of God.
They have become where they are now.
Happy All Saints’ Day
Sometimes, I am dumbfounded by the grace effected by Social Media. Where people abused and misused it, others are carefully using it to bring message of hope, inspiration and even religious experience or transformation, I dare say.
May each one of us effect others with our responsible use of social media.
When disagreement takes away the warmth of communication. I wish to take back the words I said.
When disagreement takes away the laughter’s shared in a moment’s glance. I wished I’d known it.
When disagreement takes away the company of civility, I wish to be more understanding and not rude
When disagreement supplies falls happiness of “I’m ok”, I wish I had the courage to choose to transcend and reached out. I wish I have been more self-forgetful to be other-centered.
When disagreement takes away my hope for a new tomorrow, I dare to bring it in and start anew.
I have today.
I have tommorow’s today.
It is always today, so I start to begin anew, making all things new today
There is nothing to write,
There is nothing to pour,
Only, yet, a heart longing for love.
Most of us outgrew the love for angels. We would always associate it with children. Nevertheless, I would like to challenge your thoughts about angels.
Have you ever had an experience where you met or seen a beggar maybe in the street or somewhere that struck you and you felt the urge to help or give something to alleviate her/his present needs?
Have you been in a situation, where you felt helpless and so moved by the sight of a dying man or woman or a scene you see in a car accident or a victim of violence and you end up paying for them?
Have you been in a situation where you partied and thought of the many victims of flooding and natural calamaties that you wanted to do something like donating or volunteering time talent and treasure of your own?
Have you been in a dilemma of something that a tap, smile or an encouraging hug brings warmth and lightness of feeling?
Have you been in a situation where you patiently availed yourself in listening or accompanying someone who is alone, lonely or in a down mode problem? And they all said, “Hey! Thanks, it was something.”
There are so many countless occasions and situations I could enumerate in this blog, but my page would not be enough.
All I want to share, is that we have angels by our side of some of them with wings-ministering spirits whose main function is to be God’s messenger and to lead us away from sin and the snatch of the evil one.
Some of them, too, don’t have wings. You just have to look and find them. And, maybe, you are One of the No Wings.
Happy Feast of Holy Guardian Angels
I can’t help but write notes for this particular priest, Fr. Weyms, SJ, who did his homework of doing his homily well.
He begun by tickling the conscience of the faithful if they did listen to the lectors and ask this question, “who wrote the second reading for today?
God?!, With a good laugh.
No. Its St. Paul. And he continued on his reflection on Phil. 2:1-11. It’s was a thought-provoking homily. A very inspiring homily on humility and self-abnegation.
But what really struck me most was this, he said, “we are only 3rd.” He continues, “God first, and others, 2nd.”
Why was so striking?
The verse goes like this, ” let each of you gently consider the others, as more important than yourselves. Do not seek your interest, but, rather, that of others.”
Just what I needed to hear to reawaken my self-righteousness. I often complain to the Lord, “why are they blessed, I am not.” ” Why I don’t have this, others have.” And so on and on. Sometimes, I’m tired asking the Lord all these questions and I get no answers.
So, how did God breaking the ice of #complaint and unending #questioning?
Well, it’s not God who is the problem (yes, I can hear you comment on that) the problem is that I tend to be self-righteous. I’m good s/he is not, so I deserve the blessing. I’m charitable and s/he is greedy, so I merit the good tidings. I’m a good church person, s/he is no show in the church, hmm..thus I have a place in heaven. Yes, you definitely got it right. The standard is the source and summit of the issue here. I have my own standard. And have not patterned it according to how it should be.
Your attitude should be the same as Jesus Christ.
It is a big challenge for me, to be conscious of this attitude, knowing that there are times when events and people surrounds me with affirmation that, “hey! I’m great!” Or that “I’m better than her/him.”
I wish to be reminded of this all the time, so that I may not boast of the things I’ve done but only what I unworthily received due to the graciousness of this God who never ceases to be kind, patient and understanding to me.
I live because of his kindness, should I not be grateful and take every opportunity to return the favor?
Thanks to this priest who did his homework well!
Happy Week Ahead!
Happy feast of St. Therese of Lisiuex
I am thankful because I don’t understand
I am thankful because most of the time I really don’t deserve any favors
I am thankful because it was just a sheer gift – gratuitous, if I may use it.
I am thankful because there’s so much to be grateful for
I am thankful even when I am always in pain, always in darkness, always in a tunnel- waiting.
I am grateful because He never gives up on me
I am grateful because I want to be
Yes, you read it right. Enough.
There are times when, within us voices out what it feels and thinks.
When there is so much to keep, it bursts. Joy spreads. It lifts you high and spirited. If love it colours everything around you, and yes! Even what you see. There’s so much Good vibes. So much of kindness rippling.
Gratitude spoils everything, as in everything. Yes! It’s so contagious, other can’t help but notice it.
Fears too, bursts. Depression clouds. Grudges pulls. Revenge poisons. Anger decomposes life. Pain tiresome.
Sometimes, what and where and why we are in is just a matter of saying enough. And things will fall in it’s proper places as it should be.
“Loud enough to hear you out”
Sometimes the best way to accept is to let go.
Sometimes the best to say goodbye is to welcome
Sometimes the best way to forgive is to be hurt
Sometimes the best way to be free is to be exiled
Sometimes the best way to find yourself is to loose yourself in the crowd
Sometimes the best way to cope is to get wild
Sometimes it’s just good to be Me in most time
Joy is what we lack. Happiness is everywhere you can pick. Joy is a sheer grace felt deep within. It is something that deeply penetrates your whole being.
I am no pro in joy, BUT, truthfully, we don’t have to continue living a “my heart is restless” coz this we know, once we “rest in Thee” we shall have what we envy others.
repost from Celia Hales
Way of Mary: Relationship is Paramount
“The way of Mary is not a place or state of non-interaction however. This is not the state or place of the monks, nuns, or the contemplatives of old. It is not solitary nor isolated, nor confined to a specific community. It is a way of existence in which relationship is paramount. It is not listening to a calling to “do” but a calling to “become.”” (ACOL, D:Day19.9)
Here we have a further explanation of the “way” of Mary. As explained, this way focuses on relationships. It doesn’t focus so much on achieving out in the world. We might well understand how all of us will flow into the way of Mary when we have reached Christ-consciousness. Previously, much of our “doing” had been ego-based. And now, if we can believe Jesus (and we can), at this point in A Course of Love we have left behind the ego. What a relief this is! Something that never served us nor the world well at all.
Doing may still occupy some of us called to the way of Jesus. Some of us will be example lives, though of course not to the extent that he was. The way of Jesus needs Mary souls, though, to anchor in symbiosis. And it goes without saying that there should only be cooperation between the two ways. Our years of competition have ended with the end of the reign of the ego.
We are “becoming” when we adopt the way of Mary. We must, though, keep in mind that what we are talking about is a calling to a way of life, and so our free will should be bent to the guidance that we receive. God is actually choosing for us, in that His will and our real will are always the same. We function best when we live by our intuitive lights.
Becoming has its place in the evolving of Christ-consciousness. I think that this truth is another reason that many of us will be adherents to the way of Mary in future times.
I feel myself personally a blend of “doing” and “being,” but I can intuit that the doing that I enjoy will give way one day to less achievement in the world and more satisfaction with just my relationships. This change often occurs in growing older. I ask that You guide my progress in the ways of Jesus and Mary.
Thank You for my many blessings today. It is so human of me to take for granted all the good things in my life. But it is not very laudatory, and I would try to stay close to appreciation in reviewing my life.
Behold, a Virgin shall conceive and bear a Son, and she shall name Him Emmanuel. -Is. 7:14
The virginity of Mary is not only corporal but also spiritual. It means a total dedication to God, a Consecration, a marriage with Him.
Love and veneration for her virginity are essentials virtues of the true devotion to Mary. Unless we follow Mary by a total dedication to God’s service, our lives will not be fruitful.
Mary, most pure Mother, obtain for the grace to dedicate my whole life, with all the strength of my body and siual, to serve God. Amen
Happy birthday Mother Mary
(C) Minute Meditation for Each Day
Where there are sisters, there is joy!
Vocation is a gift.
Priesthood and Consecrated Life is a gift. It is never merited. Never planned, nevertheless it is given.
All are called to belong to God. But there are those who choose to Consecrate themselves to dedicate and commit their whole being to the One who loves them first.
Our life is never easy. It is never perfect. However, He who called us is trustworthy of His promise that He will be with us in this journey. He who planted the seed of vocation has never failed to water the seed so as to grow.
It is never perfect for we live in an imperfect world. We, too are flawed humans like you. Yet, we transcend our weaknesses and forgive daily, moment to moment so in the other we see, a person struggling just like me and you. May these experiences bring out the person God wants us to be. Struggling to unite one’s mind and heart to Him who called us.
Grace is what sustains us. His love is our sure shield.
KULAY-DEISCOPE ART EXHIBIT
Before I sleep tonight, I would to share thoughts about Paying It Forward.
I’m sure, all of you my friends watched that movie. Inspiring! I have always wanted to make my own Pay It Forward, however, I feel I’m short of what to do (yes, the movie was so basic!) Nevertheless, I was able to incorporate this into my Religion Class and tried to inspire my students to somehow do the same. It was difficult to move the cheese!
Last month I received a phone call from one of my superiors, informing me if I could give an Art Class to our newly accepted Aspirants (new candidates for Nun) hesitant though I accepted. Little did I know that this God who is the Greatest Artist would give me a chance to have my Pay It Forward. God’s time is never late. It is never early. God’s time is Kairos. Perfect!
Today, my Art Session with our 5 Aspirants ended. But! Never without inspiring my new sisters to Pay It Forward once their time comes. With gratitude and joy, I shall close my eyes and sleep in the bosom of God knowing that He has given immeasurable chances to desire more as I Pay It Forward for all the good things shared with me and for bringing out the artist in me by my mentors in Art and from Him who gifted me with talents.
Mt. 5:38-42 Teaching about Vengeance
Vindictiveness and vengefulness these are the kind of feelings that contributes to the escalation of violence. This may look perfectly alright in a society that is fiercely jealous of its possession. When something is exacted, a corresponding value must be paid. It has no room for forgiveness. The peace that ensues from such rigid possession rest uneasy and insecure.
This may be the reason why Jesus proposes a new way of seeing and evaluating what justice means. He wants us to embrace the violence of others and transform it with our meekness and gentleness. Now this calls for a real strength of the spirit and extraordinary self-discipline. Violence coming from violent people if faced head on with violence will not solve the problem. It will only postpone it to erupt again at a later time. Whereas violence can be transformed if the violent heart finds understanding and the willingness to suffer for his or her transformation. And once they forsake violence, we multiply the presence of people with goodwill. Let this be our silent revolution to rid the world of violence. Let our strength lie not in force but in love.
I Say . . .
With the situation the Philippines and the other parts of the world face, where violence strikes hard, and war seems the means of communication. I can’t help but think of the many victims of hatred, of racism, of religious idealism which terrorizes the human heart. So many of us are victims of our own false understanding of peace, of power, of unity.
When will our effort of peace and unity be heard, be seen, be real in a world wounded by our own wounds. The cycle of violence will never stop. The cycle of evil will never cease to devour human hearts unless I (we) choose to stop the cycle from within. Unless I (we) choose to recognize that I am victim and I am perpetrator – the hurt I caused to others is the pain I feel within which I want to be healed but unable to find a better way to desire it.
Healing is a process which we have to go through inside out. Eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth has been understood in a different light. I must believe that when God instructed this, wants Israel to understand the sacredness of life. That even the offense of a slightest degree must be rendered in full account, thus, making us steward of our own self and our neighbor- to protect.
Healing is a grace. A process only I (you) can enter in. Humility to accept our own woundedness is the beginning of wisdom.
All have been wounded. Let us not add up to the generations to come. Let’s end the war outside by taming inside
My sincerest apology to my friends for failing to keep my blogs, i really have a bad internet connections. thanks alot!
©Daily Gospel 2017, Claretian Communications Foundation, INC. (Claretian Publication, Quezon City Philippines)
If the words in the title are relatable to you, this post is for you. I have suffered from all of the above. There were points in my short life thus far that I would sit in my bed and wish I wouldn’t wake up the next day. There are days when I’ve felt lower than dirt and I couldn’t even bring myself to make eye contact with another human being.
I overthink everything. The simplest of tasks can be made into a mountain of responsibility by my mind. I have ruined so many potential relationships due to my mindset and my tendency to overthink. I always went searching for a solution. Unfortunately, I convinced myself that everyone else in the world had this elusive answer that I could never find myself.
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Father, look with love upon your people,
the love which our Lord Jesus Christ showed us
when he delivered himself to evil men
and suffered the agony of the cross,
for he lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit one God, for ever and ever. Amen
Liturgy of the Hours, Good Friday Concluding Prayer
For our sake our Redeemer suffered death and was buried, and rose again. With heartfelt love let us adore him and pray:
Liturgy of the Hours, Good Friday Intercessions, Christian Prayer
Fear paralyzes us from time to time. But not all fears come from the same source. There are psychological fears, fear of offending the beloved. fear induced by external threats and violence, and there are fears that comes from finding out the truth and changing the way we live to adjust to such truth.
Peter may probably fall in this last category. He will not allow Jesus to wash his feet. It is not solely because he has high respect for the Lord and is therefore jealous of the Lord’s dignity. It is because he realized what power and authority will look like in the new dispensation that Jesus will bring.
It is service and not perks and privileges. And so there is a war going
Change is painful. Whether you decide to change, or life simply demands change, it is a painful process. Harmful habits die hard, because we sometimes are so in love with our pain.
We like to have an excuse. Someone or something to put the blame on.
But the truth is that there’s no force on earth stronger than a human being who wants to achieve something. Who truly wants something. Who fights, who struggles, who cries in pain but doesn’t surrender.
Man achieves the impossible by sheer power of will, and that makes him magic.
But we must ask ourselves if what we want is truly important, because most times we want what we want because we hope it would make us happy.
But that is just a way of fooling ourselves.
Nothing outside ourselves can ever make us happy.
Change makes us happy. Progress makes us happy. Overcoming obstacles makes us happy.
Happiness is not a destination, but the road we travel to reach that destination.
And all that we need to go down that road is within ourselves.
Right now, right here.
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John 12: 1-11 Anointing At Bethany
There are two major differences between the anointing in the Synoptic gospels and that in John: (1) in Mark 14:3-9 and Matthew 26:6-13, the anointing is on the head; in John, on the feet; (2) in Mark and Matthew, the anointing takes place after Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem, just two days before the passion (Mark 14:1); in John, it precedes the entry and takes place six days before the passion (12:1)
In the Old Testament, the king is anointed on the head (cf 1Samuel 10:1); anointing on the feet is for the dead. In Mark and Matthew, Jesus is anointed as the Messiah; but in John it is for Jesus’ burial (v. 7). John (12:12-19) will relate Jesus’ triumphal entry to Jerusalem, symbolic of his resurrection. although he is anointed to his death, he will rise from the dead. The raising of Lazarus from the dead prefigures Jesus’ resurrection.
As we start the Holy Week, let us imitate the humility, devotion and generosity of Mary to serve Jesus. Let us devote more time to prayer as well as to corporal works of mercy, especially to the poorest of the poor, with whom Jesus identifies (ccf Matthew 25:31-45).
image: ©Pheng Rosello [ a group of graders visited the leper patients at Yangco Ward, Culion Sanitarium and General Hospital, Culion, Palawan, Philippines
reflection ©365 days with the Lord 2017 , St. Pauls publication
Almighty Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, you sent your Son to be born of woman and to die on a cross, so that through the obedience of one man estrangement might be dissolved for all men.
Guide our minds by his truth and strengthen our lives by the example of his death, that we may live in union with you in the kingdom of your promise.
Grant this through Christ our Lord
evening prayer II Palm sunday
image © Jongnono Palm Sunday La Inmaculada Concepcion
As a Religion teacher, I have always thought of explaining the Paschal Mystery of Christ in both Biblical and Theological manners. I have always tried not to fail in explaining to my students the relevance of the PDR (Passion, Death & Resurrection) in Salvation history and in our life as believers. Yet, I have to admit that though I have thoroughly exhausted my means of “downward mobility” in order for my students to understand each and every part of this Paschal thing, part of me feels half-filled. Unsaturated by the Truth that I am holding on.
Come Sunday, April 9, this will open us up to the threshold of the Holies of Holy weeks. And I am again in a sort of dilemma, as to how to make these seven days meaningful and holy! I am again anticipating the Paschal Triduum of which activities are lined up to make this event not just meaningful but to MAKE PRESENT the actual events of Christ’s life.
As we gaze on the cross of Christ we see His Paschal Mystery – a grandiose event! However, my humbled spirit has opened a door that leads me to grasp a wisdom so “ancient so new” that the Paschal Mystery as I always thought of vis a vis Christ’s experience is not a grandiose act or event, rather, a self mastery of the self- it is an act, an event that is made of AGERE CONTRA in order to gain not for my self but for others.
It is my daily, voluntary dying to myself. A personal choosing over something. Say, in a dinner talk on a topic I knew by heart, I’d prefer not to dispute only to make myself heard or clarified or that I may stand correct or has made a right decision or has known something (unless with grave reason, of course!) It is paschal in itself when I voluntarily give-up and die to myself and trust in the Lord that in due time-Kairos, it will be revealed as it is or the other will see the wisdom on it.
I have come to see that it is not something outside of me either imposed upon or I am left to embrace it due to given circumstances (well, can be for a time) and as a consequence I have to choose a disposition that is appropriate. Well, it can be! However, more than that, is the daily paschal experience- a personal experience of saying No to the self and Yes to something; for some reasons, it may even cause you to “sweat like blood” as Jesus was. AGERE CONTRA. I always coil in resistance.
I am considering these three things for my self, ah! easy said than done. But its a sure way to finish lent victorious and an Easter-felt celebration:
It is so relieving to know that daily I have a chance to share in Christ experience and redeemption not in exceptional moments but in ordinary events of my life.
I just have to be aware! And Choose!
Have a Holy Days of Week ahead!
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