Sunday, July 24, 2011
1st Reading: 1 Kings 3:5, 7-12, 2nd Reading: Rom 8:28-30
Gospel: Mt. 13:44-52
Memorable Sunday.
At 8:30 A.M. on a muggy summer Sunday morning, I was awakened by a cell phone call. Immediately, I swept the cobwebs of sleep, went to meditating moment, paused for greetings to the Great Provider, and welcomed the inevitable coming of the day. I am one of the MOCs, Minister of Care. We are lay ministers sanctioned by the Parish Pastor to minister to the sick at hospitals, nursing homes, and homes; to those people who have no luxury to be at their Sunday's best to go to the cathedral, church, or chapel. I was on a schedule that Sunday. ( either I lost my schedule or I was not sent one; this is not new to my lector-minister's lexicon. ) I told Glynda, the one who called me to bring the things needed - the host and copies of the church's bulletin. So she did and we three MOCs met at Swedish Covenant Hospital.
I was assigned to the East Wing of the hospital's 3rd, 4th, and 5th floors.
I knocked on the door and introduced myself with greetings. This male person lying on his bed was hesitant to welcome me and told his tale of woe; the reason why he had not been in the church for over ten years. There was a tragic incident in his family life; a child died. I told him I was sorry for what had happened. Then I unfolded a story of a man who migrated to America, found a decent job, got married, and realized the American dream meaning a single-family home with a big backyard and garage, loving wife, dear child, latest model car. He even bought another car for his wife's birthday gift. In a nutshell, he was successful. He made it, so to speak. He loved his job but he loved his wife and children more. His family was a frequent churchgoer. He was up to date in his church's contribution and donation. He was living a typical, happy American life until tragedy struck. His beloved wife died in a car accident. He was hurt. He saw suffering and hopelessness. His life turned upside down. He blamed and cursed God. The wheel of a fortunate, happy life screeched to a stopped.
One day while walking on his way home, a sudden strong rain fell hard that it lasted over an hour. He was cornered and nowhere to go except to find shelter while the rain was pouring vehemently. By a fluke of circumstance and beyond his control, he found himself in a Sanctuary. He found a corner pew to rest his tired body and maybe his weary soul. What he heard from the pulpit was comforting and consoling. His heart was softened; his mind enlightened. Was this the Holy Spirit's light "amidst the encircling gloom?"
He came home attired with a smile and whistling. He played his favorite songs. He totally changed the way he looked at life. His attitude is more of gratitude.
The man with his lovely young wife was now willing to take communion. And I encouraged him to always pray especially that America needs the prayer of our Lady of Fatima. That prayer is very powerful. The world witnessed how and what prayer had done for Russia and Germany. And that man was very grateful that I came.
I knocked on another patient's door. This time a lady was happy to welcome me but she told me that she cannot receive the Holy Communion because she was not married in the church. I respected her wish. I gave her the church's bulletin, anyway.
I looked at my cell phone. It's quarter to eleven and I was a scheduled lector at eleven o'clock. I drove home to get my wife for the eleven o'clock mass. We arrived in the nick of time. My wife went to the Choir side and I sat at the lector's chair. Rev. Peter Fernandes, the pastor was ready to proceed together with the acolytes to the altar to commence the celebration.
"Those whom God predestined he called, and those whom he called he makes righteous, and to those whom he makes righteous he will give glory."
The second and third verses of St. Paul's letter to the Romans have the complex concepts of foreknowledge and predestination. These concepts have been the subject of intense theological debates over the centuries. St. Paul using the language of divine foreknowledge teaches us that God has been at work even before the creation of the world. Psalm 139 clearly tells everything. We can't hide or run away from God. He knew us before we were born. He foresees our thoughts and actions...
1 "Oh Lord, you have searched me and you know me... 4 Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord....16 All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be...
Even before the beginning of time, God's plan for the redemption of the world began.
After the eleven o'clock Mass, St. Timothy's choir members gave Manny Lucero a good-bye lunch at a Chinese Buffet on Howard and Western. Fr. Peter Fernandez was present. Manny took over the music directorship temporarily when Julie Demerath, the music director passed away. He did a good job together with his pianist/singer-wife, Lorna Buenconsejo Lucero. Their last day in the choir is on Sunday, July 31, 2011, which coincided with the last mass of Fr. Peter D'Mello, SFX who is leaving for Goa, India for a new directorship position.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Lector at Transfiguration church
Friday, July 22, 2011
Reading: Song 3:1-4b (or Cor 5:14-17) Gospel: Jn 20:1-2, 11-18)
I was the scheduled lector at Transfiguration Church where there is a novena every Friday at 7:00 PM.At precisely every seven o'clock on a Friday evening, the Holy Rosary starts followed by a novena to Jesus, the Nazarene. After that, is the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. (This devotion is made popular in Quiapo Church, Manila, Philippines.It had helped weary travelers and ambitious students from the provinces.)
The first reading was on Song 3:1-4b. "On my bed, at night I looked for the one I love, I sought him without finding him; I called him and he did not answer. I will arise and go about the city, through the streets and the squares; I will seek the love of my heart... I sought him without finding him, the watchmen came upon me, those who patrol the city."
"Have you seen the love of my heart?" As soon as I left them,I found the love of my heart. I held him and I would not let him go till I have brought him to my mother's house, to the room of her who conceived me."
Love's recognition is unfolded in the encounter of Jesus and Magdalene. A name when uttered makes one feel something as did Mary come to her senses. Magdalene's eyes were opened seeing her beloved, Jesus. Likewise, our acknowledgment of God's presence will be awakened when in the sanctum of our hearts we intensely missed Him. When our whole being is geared and focused on that obsessed encounter with the Lord, we will truly know and love Him. And that love for the Lord comforts us to that enduring wait for Him.
Jesus (addressing to Mary Magdalene) said, "Touch me not, for I have not yet returned to my Father."
The gospel of John, particularly verse 17, reminded me of Dr. Jose Protacio Rizal's title to his controversial and immortal novel, Noli Me Tangere (Touch me not). Rizal was shot at Bagumbayan now the Luneta because of the prevalence practices of those in power like social cancer that was plaguing the country. And today, the Palace has not found a cure to that social cancer of graft and corruption that spread throughout every bureau, private and government offices, and business enterprises. Politics' strong tentacles are powerful.
The rich are powerful; the poor are pitiful.
(Note: Jose P. Rizal is the Philippines' national hero. He is a doctor, linguist, surveyor, writer, novelist, poet, lover, and patriot.
Reading: Song 3:1-4b (or Cor 5:14-17) Gospel: Jn 20:1-2, 11-18)
I was the scheduled lector at Transfiguration Church where there is a novena every Friday at 7:00 PM.At precisely every seven o'clock on a Friday evening, the Holy Rosary starts followed by a novena to Jesus, the Nazarene. After that, is the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. (This devotion is made popular in Quiapo Church, Manila, Philippines.It had helped weary travelers and ambitious students from the provinces.)
The first reading was on Song 3:1-4b. "On my bed, at night I looked for the one I love, I sought him without finding him; I called him and he did not answer. I will arise and go about the city, through the streets and the squares; I will seek the love of my heart... I sought him without finding him, the watchmen came upon me, those who patrol the city."
"Have you seen the love of my heart?" As soon as I left them,I found the love of my heart. I held him and I would not let him go till I have brought him to my mother's house, to the room of her who conceived me."
Love's recognition is unfolded in the encounter of Jesus and Magdalene. A name when uttered makes one feel something as did Mary come to her senses. Magdalene's eyes were opened seeing her beloved, Jesus. Likewise, our acknowledgment of God's presence will be awakened when in the sanctum of our hearts we intensely missed Him. When our whole being is geared and focused on that obsessed encounter with the Lord, we will truly know and love Him. And that love for the Lord comforts us to that enduring wait for Him.
Jesus (addressing to Mary Magdalene) said, "Touch me not, for I have not yet returned to my Father."
The gospel of John, particularly verse 17, reminded me of Dr. Jose Protacio Rizal's title to his controversial and immortal novel, Noli Me Tangere (Touch me not). Rizal was shot at Bagumbayan now the Luneta because of the prevalence practices of those in power like social cancer that was plaguing the country. And today, the Palace has not found a cure to that social cancer of graft and corruption that spread throughout every bureau, private and government offices, and business enterprises. Politics' strong tentacles are powerful.
The rich are powerful; the poor are pitiful.
(Note: Jose P. Rizal is the Philippines' national hero. He is a doctor, linguist, surveyor, writer, novelist, poet, lover, and patriot.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Sonnet
On Wisdom, A Sonnet
(Dedicated to Msgr. Salvador Mora)
Remember the music, the dance.
The meeting of the minds, the touch,
Of medicine, the legal parlance,
Of Tanduay rum, fisherman's fresh catch?
That words turned to action uttered
Were not written in the white sand
But fully engaged to be heard;
Was a profound message of the land.
The distractions of today's world
Lead us to hostile disregard
For the great Treasure unexplored
Have found no place in our innards
Yet hidden in the everyday strength
Is the power of the greatest of Bards.
N.B. (This poem is about the memorable moments of my bachelor's days in the Philippines with Msgr. Salvador Mora. We were able to befriend non- Catholics and also non - Christians. Msgr. Mora ( an honorary title) is not a bishop but a non-ivory tower priest and a good friend. He is a San Jose' Seminary, Manila, Phil graduate run by the Jesuits. I, once upon a time, have been a part of the campus of that Seminary along Highway 54 at (EDSA ) Epifanio de los Santos Ave., Metro Manila where the historic People Power Revolutions of Feb.22-25, 1986 (3 days) took place that leads to the unbloody replacement of a nation's top leader; paving the way to a woman's occupancy.
(Dedicated to Msgr. Salvador Mora)
Remember the music, the dance.
The meeting of the minds, the touch,
Of medicine, the legal parlance,
Of Tanduay rum, fisherman's fresh catch?
That words turned to action uttered
Were not written in the white sand
But fully engaged to be heard;
Was a profound message of the land.
The distractions of today's world
Lead us to hostile disregard
For the great Treasure unexplored
Have found no place in our innards
Yet hidden in the everyday strength
Is the power of the greatest of Bards.
N.B. (This poem is about the memorable moments of my bachelor's days in the Philippines with Msgr. Salvador Mora. We were able to befriend non- Catholics and also non - Christians. Msgr. Mora ( an honorary title) is not a bishop but a non-ivory tower priest and a good friend. He is a San Jose' Seminary, Manila, Phil graduate run by the Jesuits. I, once upon a time, have been a part of the campus of that Seminary along Highway 54 at (EDSA ) Epifanio de los Santos Ave., Metro Manila where the historic People Power Revolutions of Feb.22-25, 1986 (3 days) took place that leads to the unbloody replacement of a nation's top leader; paving the way to a woman's occupancy.
Greg In. Trabanca
(07/19/2011)
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Met Fr. Rodrigo "Eric" Zafra & some Labasonians
July 14,2011, Thursday
Not An Ordinary Day...
Met town-mates and high-school-days friends after over a score plus years and of course that "those were golden memories" permeated the air. You'll figure these are people of the retired level mark in life. And you'll readily recognize the physical changes- the slow gait, the missing-tooth smile, the composed way of talking as these are grandparents who came to be with their grandchildren to do their "apostolic mission." (apo in the local lingo means grandchild). But they are immigrants. In the birth country, a mother is always a source of perpetual succor. Then, the "very long-time hugs", together with smooches; meantime the e-cameras kept on ticking.
They were our townmates and schoolmates who are daughters of the town's pioneers- Norma Cabading Balais and Linda Galea Valeros, whose children are nurses and doctors. We are proud to be born and raised in the coastal town of Labason, Zamboanga del Norte. Labason, ZDN is the only town during the '40s that has two citadels of higher learning. It has one private Catholic high school, Ferrer High School with a tinge of a secondary Jesuit education when a San Jose' Seminary diocesan priest, Fr. Anacleto Pellano, took over the directorship but left and turned it over to the RVM sisters. It has also one private Protestant college, Southern Philippines College with a western touch as manifested in its gala Founder's Day celebration, a replica of California's annual parade of roses. The founder-director was a Col. Leodegario Orendain, who sojourned in America during the sacada era wave of immigration.
Labason, Zamboanga del Norte with a mark of many diverse professionals, has produced 28 priests to date, which is truly a record. The Catholic church is now sporting a new look; it's bigger and wider. Thanks to the generous donors and combined ideas of priests who had ministered to the sanctuary. The town proper has a wide area and well-planned roads and streets. Thanks to its first mayor, Mr. Gil Sanchez.
And now the memorable moment came. The background music was subdued; the forks and spoons were stilled. The conversations commenced interspersed with guffaws and "what we all need" laughter. Yarns of good old days and the high-tech world were woven to blanket the atmosphere.
I am a firm believer in love at first sight, to animate or inanimate objects, persons, or panoramas. I met a person whose visage is familiar. It turned out that he is a man in the Roman collar sans the collar. He nonchalantly introduced himself as Fr. Rodrigo Zafra. Fr. Eric, that is. We talked about schools. We glimpsed of those seminary moments. My short-lived seminary days. My linkage of that ilk- seminarians, nuns, and priests. We talked of his uncle, the first Bishop of Dipolog, ZDN., the late Msgr. Felix S. Zafra, our good friend. And also of my students of Ferrer High School, who are now priests "sowing the seed" of Catholicism in the snowy ground of the East Coast, Fr. Faron and Fr. Edito Amora who is I presumed at Davao, Mindanao, Philippines.
Thoughts of priests and religious and nuns cascaded intermittently, in my mind. What was this priest's mission? Is he a roaming pilgrim priest, an itinerant preacher or just want to break the solitude of being a parish priest to find meaning and definition on the unfolding will of God? Is he on a mission appeal, on a vacation seeking for the "aha" moment or the feeling of Eureka?
In the priest to a layperson talk, I bared out what his Bishop's uncle intimated to me that the binding force of priesthood and the pillars of Christian faith are the Rosary and the Holy Eucharist. That a priest who is negligent in saying the Mass and the Rosary is prone to the temptation of leaving the robe. And that the seed of spirituality finds fertile soil in the silence of the sanctuary.
We parted. I said goodbye. And when his sight was swallowed by the balmy Chicago summer night, I silently muttered to myself "til we meet again Fr. Eric."
An addendum - On July 27, 2011, Wednesday afternoon, Fr. Eric called on his way to Baltimore, Md. for "thanks for that memorable chat." Truly, I muttered to myself this young priest had in mind that "gratefulness, is the heart of prayer." And, there was the spark of joy. He made my day. Brother David Steindl-Rast-O.S.B. wrote "Joy is that extraordinary happiness that is independent of what happens to us. Good luck can make us happy, but it cannot give us lasting joy. The root of joy is gratefulness. Yet even bad luck will give joy to those who manage to be grateful for it. We hold the key to lasting happiness in our own hands. For it is not joy that makes us grateful, it is gratitude that makes us joyful."
Not An Ordinary Day...
Met town-mates and high-school-days friends after over a score plus years and of course that "those were golden memories" permeated the air. You'll figure these are people of the retired level mark in life. And you'll readily recognize the physical changes- the slow gait, the missing-tooth smile, the composed way of talking as these are grandparents who came to be with their grandchildren to do their "apostolic mission." (apo in the local lingo means grandchild). But they are immigrants. In the birth country, a mother is always a source of perpetual succor. Then, the "very long-time hugs", together with smooches; meantime the e-cameras kept on ticking.
They were our townmates and schoolmates who are daughters of the town's pioneers- Norma Cabading Balais and Linda Galea Valeros, whose children are nurses and doctors. We are proud to be born and raised in the coastal town of Labason, Zamboanga del Norte. Labason, ZDN is the only town during the '40s that has two citadels of higher learning. It has one private Catholic high school, Ferrer High School with a tinge of a secondary Jesuit education when a San Jose' Seminary diocesan priest, Fr. Anacleto Pellano, took over the directorship but left and turned it over to the RVM sisters. It has also one private Protestant college, Southern Philippines College with a western touch as manifested in its gala Founder's Day celebration, a replica of California's annual parade of roses. The founder-director was a Col. Leodegario Orendain, who sojourned in America during the sacada era wave of immigration.
Labason, Zamboanga del Norte with a mark of many diverse professionals, has produced 28 priests to date, which is truly a record. The Catholic church is now sporting a new look; it's bigger and wider. Thanks to the generous donors and combined ideas of priests who had ministered to the sanctuary. The town proper has a wide area and well-planned roads and streets. Thanks to its first mayor, Mr. Gil Sanchez.
And now the memorable moment came. The background music was subdued; the forks and spoons were stilled. The conversations commenced interspersed with guffaws and "what we all need" laughter. Yarns of good old days and the high-tech world were woven to blanket the atmosphere.
I am a firm believer in love at first sight, to animate or inanimate objects, persons, or panoramas. I met a person whose visage is familiar. It turned out that he is a man in the Roman collar sans the collar. He nonchalantly introduced himself as Fr. Rodrigo Zafra. Fr. Eric, that is. We talked about schools. We glimpsed of those seminary moments. My short-lived seminary days. My linkage of that ilk- seminarians, nuns, and priests. We talked of his uncle, the first Bishop of Dipolog, ZDN., the late Msgr. Felix S. Zafra, our good friend. And also of my students of Ferrer High School, who are now priests "sowing the seed" of Catholicism in the snowy ground of the East Coast, Fr. Faron and Fr. Edito Amora who is I presumed at Davao, Mindanao, Philippines.
Thoughts of priests and religious and nuns cascaded intermittently, in my mind. What was this priest's mission? Is he a roaming pilgrim priest, an itinerant preacher or just want to break the solitude of being a parish priest to find meaning and definition on the unfolding will of God? Is he on a mission appeal, on a vacation seeking for the "aha" moment or the feeling of Eureka?
In the priest to a layperson talk, I bared out what his Bishop's uncle intimated to me that the binding force of priesthood and the pillars of Christian faith are the Rosary and the Holy Eucharist. That a priest who is negligent in saying the Mass and the Rosary is prone to the temptation of leaving the robe. And that the seed of spirituality finds fertile soil in the silence of the sanctuary.
We parted. I said goodbye. And when his sight was swallowed by the balmy Chicago summer night, I silently muttered to myself "til we meet again Fr. Eric."
An addendum - On July 27, 2011, Wednesday afternoon, Fr. Eric called on his way to Baltimore, Md. for "thanks for that memorable chat." Truly, I muttered to myself this young priest had in mind that "gratefulness, is the heart of prayer." And, there was the spark of joy. He made my day. Brother David Steindl-Rast-O.S.B. wrote "Joy is that extraordinary happiness that is independent of what happens to us. Good luck can make us happy, but it cannot give us lasting joy. The root of joy is gratefulness. Yet even bad luck will give joy to those who manage to be grateful for it. We hold the key to lasting happiness in our own hands. For it is not joy that makes us grateful, it is gratitude that makes us joyful."
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
June 26, 2011 Most Holy Body and Blood of Christ
Reading 1 Deut: 8:2-3, 14b-16a Read 11 1 Cor 10:16-17
Moses addressed his people as they approached the Promised Land after wandering in the desert for 40 years, reminding them with encouragement what the Lord has truly done for them. That going with out food and drink humbled them. Their only sustenance was: manna from heaven and water that flowed from the rock which leads them Israelites to know God's love and care; that every word that comes from the Lord's mouth provides sustenance.
There is a connection here to the solemnity of the Body and Blood of Christ. The manna is linked to the bread of the Eucharist and the water to the wine. In addition, it also relates to the deeper liturgical truth that it is the one table of the Word and Eucharist from which we partake every time we participate in the Mass. (Dei Verbum, Dogmatic Constitution on Divine Revelation, 21)
Being a lector on this Sunday, I came face to face with the reality concerning all the Lord has done for me and my family. And as I prepare to proclaim this reading memories flood my mind like when I felt I have been tested, when my preparations were not enough, when I sensed being criticized, or when I felt alone sans God's presence. Yet, recalling those moments brought me to my knees in humility, especially some sincere feedbacks from the assembly. Then I think of how great and good God is, how He fed me and enabled me to go on the task of proclaiming His Words that feeds and gives life to the congregation.
" I am the living bread which has come from heaven; whoever eats of this bread will live forever."
Jesus gives Himself to us totally, not only to sustain us day by day but for us to attain the fullness of life. Then the question, What do we really need in life? Pause, ponder and be silent for a moment. Search in the deepest center of your being.
Forget self and focus on what you can share with others that would really satisfy the greatest desire of their hearts.
Reading 1 Deut: 8:2-3, 14b-16a Read 11 1 Cor 10:16-17
Moses addressed his people as they approached the Promised Land after wandering in the desert for 40 years, reminding them with encouragement what the Lord has truly done for them. That going with out food and drink humbled them. Their only sustenance was: manna from heaven and water that flowed from the rock which leads them Israelites to know God's love and care; that every word that comes from the Lord's mouth provides sustenance.
There is a connection here to the solemnity of the Body and Blood of Christ. The manna is linked to the bread of the Eucharist and the water to the wine. In addition, it also relates to the deeper liturgical truth that it is the one table of the Word and Eucharist from which we partake every time we participate in the Mass. (Dei Verbum, Dogmatic Constitution on Divine Revelation, 21)
Being a lector on this Sunday, I came face to face with the reality concerning all the Lord has done for me and my family. And as I prepare to proclaim this reading memories flood my mind like when I felt I have been tested, when my preparations were not enough, when I sensed being criticized, or when I felt alone sans God's presence. Yet, recalling those moments brought me to my knees in humility, especially some sincere feedbacks from the assembly. Then I think of how great and good God is, how He fed me and enabled me to go on the task of proclaiming His Words that feeds and gives life to the congregation.
" I am the living bread which has come from heaven; whoever eats of this bread will live forever."
Jesus gives Himself to us totally, not only to sustain us day by day but for us to attain the fullness of life. Then the question, What do we really need in life? Pause, ponder and be silent for a moment. Search in the deepest center of your being.
Forget self and focus on what you can share with others that would really satisfy the greatest desire of their hearts.
Monday, June 20, 2011
June 19,2011
Reading 1 Exodus 34:4b-6,8-9. Reading II 2 Cor 13:11-13.
Gospel John 3:16-18
June 19, 2011 is the 150th birth anniversary of the Philippines' national hero, Dr. Jose P. Rizal. He is the spark that blazed the road for our (the Filipinos') independence due to his brilliant ideas and martyrdom. He is the father of the Philippines and his birthday anniversary coincides with the Father's Day celebration in the United States.
The gospel today is also my favorite bible verse- the love of the Father that sent His only Son to die in His thirties to save the world from sin. Rizal came back to his native land unafraid to give his life. He died too in his thirties so his country will eventually be free and independent.
In the backyard, Father's Day was celebrated with grilled meat and fish and steamed rice over bottles of beer and cans of coke by two fathers and their wives. The gathering was unplanned and in a flash of the moment.
That moment made marriage alien to divorce as the conversation floated from birth to wanderlust,to new found country, the pains and the laughter, the agony and the glory. Nerves were restored to normalcy and a perfect respite from the day's doldrums.
Indeed, that was a Father's day to remember.
Reading 1 Exodus 34:4b-6,8-9. Reading II 2 Cor 13:11-13.
Gospel John 3:16-18
June 19, 2011 is the 150th birth anniversary of the Philippines' national hero, Dr. Jose P. Rizal. He is the spark that blazed the road for our (the Filipinos') independence due to his brilliant ideas and martyrdom. He is the father of the Philippines and his birthday anniversary coincides with the Father's Day celebration in the United States.
The gospel today is also my favorite bible verse- the love of the Father that sent His only Son to die in His thirties to save the world from sin. Rizal came back to his native land unafraid to give his life. He died too in his thirties so his country will eventually be free and independent.
In the backyard, Father's Day was celebrated with grilled meat and fish and steamed rice over bottles of beer and cans of coke by two fathers and their wives. The gathering was unplanned and in a flash of the moment.
That moment made marriage alien to divorce as the conversation floated from birth to wanderlust,to new found country, the pains and the laughter, the agony and the glory. Nerves were restored to normalcy and a perfect respite from the day's doldrums.
Indeed, that was a Father's day to remember.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Tribute to Msgr. Salvador Mora, a friend
06/17/2011
Tribute to a Friend in Roman Collar
All of the things that you rained on me
Are manna for my soul in plight;
They are dewdrops in my pale dawn,
Beacon light in my gloomy night.
A rudderless boat on the sea;
Without direction but held on
To its destination with glee
You appeared- I was not alone.
From rugged Visayan terrain
To Zamboanga's shore, you came
To ease the penury and pain
In your humility to proclaim.
We sang the melody of love,
Of sharing and of forgiving
Of humanity's hearts that throb
With a rhythm of life worth living.
( The poem is a grateful dedication to Msgr. Salvador Mora. a diocesan priest;
Tribute to a Friend in Roman Collar
All of the things that you rained on me
Are manna for my soul in plight;
They are dewdrops in my pale dawn,
Beacon light in my gloomy night.
A rudderless boat on the sea;
Without direction but held on
To its destination with glee
You appeared- I was not alone.
From rugged Visayan terrain
To Zamboanga's shore, you came
To ease the penury and pain
In your humility to proclaim.
We sang the melody of love,
Of sharing and of forgiving
Of humanity's hearts that throb
With a rhythm of life worth living.
( The poem is a grateful dedication to Msgr. Salvador Mora. a diocesan priest;
an alumnus of San Jose' Seminary, Manila-, Philippines. With
his friendship. I drank the wisdom of loving God and neighbor
and beheld the beauty of humility. He instilled in me prudence on critical subjects but conversant on agreeable matters. He is a typical down-to-earth, non-ivory tower priest in his human secular capabiltiy.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
May 29,2011, Sunday 25 years of Pilipino Catholic Ministry in Chicago; Our 37th Wedding Anniversary.
My wife and I sang in the 11:00 o'clock mass as members of the St. Timothy choir and at 3:00 o'clock in the afternoon, we attended the 25th year of Pilipino Catholic Ministry at the Cathedral. I was also one of the ushers wearing my barong Tagalog, formal wear among Filipinos comparable to the coat and tie of the western world.
After the celebration, a stomach filler was served in the cafeteria followed by a musical rendition in the Auditorium. Pilipino church choirs of different parishes and some young musical talents rendered Philippine favorite songs and medleys in the vernaculars plus the dances which were a mixture of Spanish and native influences, that sent ovations from the crowd. Even Cardinal George who was in the front row favorably remarked on the great performance.
Watching the stage renditions, flashed back home memories streaming in my mind - the crimson-colored small rice bird (maya) in the rice fields, the carabao egrets wading in the puddles, (tinikling dance), the bamboos swaying along the river, the vintas (Philippines sailboats) slashing the wavy sea, on the backdrop of the beautiful sunsets, of Romeos serenading in the tropical moonlight nights. Oh, those wonderful, lazy days and sleepless memorable nights!
My wife and I sang in the 11:00 o'clock mass as members of the St. Timothy choir and at 3:00 o'clock in the afternoon, we attended the 25th year of Pilipino Catholic Ministry at the Cathedral. I was also one of the ushers wearing my barong Tagalog, formal wear among Filipinos comparable to the coat and tie of the western world.
After the celebration, a stomach filler was served in the cafeteria followed by a musical rendition in the Auditorium. Pilipino church choirs of different parishes and some young musical talents rendered Philippine favorite songs and medleys in the vernaculars plus the dances which were a mixture of Spanish and native influences, that sent ovations from the crowd. Even Cardinal George who was in the front row favorably remarked on the great performance.
Watching the stage renditions, flashed back home memories streaming in my mind - the crimson-colored small rice bird (maya) in the rice fields, the carabao egrets wading in the puddles, (tinikling dance), the bamboos swaying along the river, the vintas (Philippines sailboats) slashing the wavy sea, on the backdrop of the beautiful sunsets, of Romeos serenading in the tropical moonlight nights. Oh, those wonderful, lazy days and sleepless memorable nights!
May 28, 2011 Feast of St. Vincent Ferrer, Patron Saint of Dipolog City, Philippines.
Celebration of the Feast Day at Bunker Hill Forest Preserved in Chicago, Illinois was significantly attended by a record crowd. Con-celebrants of the Catholic Mass were Fr Peter Raposo and Fr Alan Lastimosa on a picnic shed surrounded by 5 tents. There was a flowering offering to the Blessed Mother Mary and dance homage to the beloved Saint Vincent Ferrer.
When Filipinos gathered in the name of God, hearts are filled with gladness, sharing, and love. It is the Filipino tradition that keeps them going in the world amidst the brewing catastrophe and pervading turbulence.
And what they have saved are offered freely as a thanksgiving for the blessings that the Great Provider has showered on them.
Celebration of the Feast Day at Bunker Hill Forest Preserved in Chicago, Illinois was significantly attended by a record crowd. Con-celebrants of the Catholic Mass were Fr Peter Raposo and Fr Alan Lastimosa on a picnic shed surrounded by 5 tents. There was a flowering offering to the Blessed Mother Mary and dance homage to the beloved Saint Vincent Ferrer.
When Filipinos gathered in the name of God, hearts are filled with gladness, sharing, and love. It is the Filipino tradition that keeps them going in the world amidst the brewing catastrophe and pervading turbulence.
And what they have saved are offered freely as a thanksgiving for the blessings that the Great Provider has showered on them.
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
05/05/2011-Thursday
The Lemon Tree
By: Greg In. Trabanca
Just past midnight, I have the urge to either read The Poetry of Pablo Neruda, K.O.C's Columbia or the emails. It was the email. What caught my attention was that of all things my favorite- the lemon. In fact, one Sunday afternoon at St. Timothy's Church basement with the Choir members we were carried to unstoppable medleys of vernacular and old favorites. It's one of those moments of break time after a two Sunday mass of choir singing. And the old favs were: Lemon tree is very pretty... followed by Yellowbird, You are my sunshine, etc... and the vernacular oldies.
Indeed, the lemon tree. The email's subject is Lemon to Fight Cancer. Wow! This reminds me back home of our use of lemon in our diet especially when we have the raw food of kinilaw, sushi, or fresh fish soaked in vinegar, lemon, salt, and pepper. Or in grilled fish and pancit (noodle dish ), we use lemon.
The email said that lemon (citrus) is a miraculous product to kill cancer cells. Its 10,000 times stronger than chemotherapy. That lemon juice is beneficial in preventing the disease of cancer. The taste is pleasant and does not produce the horrific effects of chemotherapy. The Lemon tree is known for its varieties of lemons and limes. Besides, you can eat the pulp, press it for juice, prepare drinks, sorbets, pastries, etc. It produces an amazing effect on cysts and tumors. The Lemon tree is a proven remedy against cancers of all types. It is very useful in all variants of cancer. It is also considered as an anti-microbial spectrum against bacterial infections and fungi. It is effective against internal parasites and worms. It regulates blood pressure which is too high and an antidepressant, combats stress, and nervous disorders.
Source of the information is one of the world's largest drug manufacturers. That after 20 years of laboratory tests since 1970, the extracts revealed that It destroys the malignant cells in 12 cancers including colon, breast, prostate, lung, and pancreas. The compounds of the lemon tree showed 10,000 times better than the product Adriamycin, a drug normally used chemotherapeutic in the world, slowing the growth of cancer cells. Even more astonishing is that this type of therapy with lemon extract only destroys malignant cancer cells and it does not affect healthy cells.
(Institute of Health Science, 819 N. LLC. Cause Street, Baltimore, MD 1201)
The Lemon Tree
By: Greg In. Trabanca
Just past midnight, I have the urge to either read The Poetry of Pablo Neruda, K.O.C's Columbia or the emails. It was the email. What caught my attention was that of all things my favorite- the lemon. In fact, one Sunday afternoon at St. Timothy's Church basement with the Choir members we were carried to unstoppable medleys of vernacular and old favorites. It's one of those moments of break time after a two Sunday mass of choir singing. And the old favs were: Lemon tree is very pretty... followed by Yellowbird, You are my sunshine, etc... and the vernacular oldies.
Indeed, the lemon tree. The email's subject is Lemon to Fight Cancer. Wow! This reminds me back home of our use of lemon in our diet especially when we have the raw food of kinilaw, sushi, or fresh fish soaked in vinegar, lemon, salt, and pepper. Or in grilled fish and pancit (noodle dish ), we use lemon.
The email said that lemon (citrus) is a miraculous product to kill cancer cells. Its 10,000 times stronger than chemotherapy. That lemon juice is beneficial in preventing the disease of cancer. The taste is pleasant and does not produce the horrific effects of chemotherapy. The Lemon tree is known for its varieties of lemons and limes. Besides, you can eat the pulp, press it for juice, prepare drinks, sorbets, pastries, etc. It produces an amazing effect on cysts and tumors. The Lemon tree is a proven remedy against cancers of all types. It is very useful in all variants of cancer. It is also considered as an anti-microbial spectrum against bacterial infections and fungi. It is effective against internal parasites and worms. It regulates blood pressure which is too high and an antidepressant, combats stress, and nervous disorders.
Source of the information is one of the world's largest drug manufacturers. That after 20 years of laboratory tests since 1970, the extracts revealed that It destroys the malignant cells in 12 cancers including colon, breast, prostate, lung, and pancreas. The compounds of the lemon tree showed 10,000 times better than the product Adriamycin, a drug normally used chemotherapeutic in the world, slowing the growth of cancer cells. Even more astonishing is that this type of therapy with lemon extract only destroys malignant cancer cells and it does not affect healthy cells.
(Institute of Health Science, 819 N. LLC. Cause Street, Baltimore, MD 1201)
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
... in the heart of a seed... Greg In. Trabanca
In this challenging time and changing environment, I am excited to take this opportunity to put this in my blog. I don't know who wrote this but it is very appropriate to read and to ponder.
THE SEED
A successful businessman was growing old and knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the business. Instead of choosing one of his Directors or his children, he decided to do something different. He called all the young company executives together.
He said," It is time for me to step down and choose the next CEO. I have decided to choose one of you." the young executives were shocked, but the boss continued, "I am going to give each one of you a seed today - one very special seed. I want you to plant this seed, water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from the seed I have given you. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next CEO."
One man named Jim, was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He watered, and compost and he planted the seed. Every day, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their seeds that were beginning to grow.
Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grows. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by - still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn't have a plant and he felt like a failure.
Six months went by- still nothing in Jim's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Jim didn't say anything to his colleagues, however; he just kept watering and fertilizing the soil. He wanted the seed to grow.
A year finally went by and all the young executives of the company brought their plants to the CEO for inspection. Jim had told his wife that he wasn't going to take an empty pot, but she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt sick to his stomach. This was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life, but he knew his wife was right. He took his empty pot to the board room. When Jim arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives. They were beautiful - all shapes and sizes. Jim put his empty pot on the floor, and many of his colleagues laughed. A few felt sorry for him.
When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young executives. Jim just tried to hide in the back. "My, what great plants, trees, and flowers you have grown," said the CEO, "Today, one of you will be appointed the next CEO!"
All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered the Financial Director to bring him to the front. Jim was terrified. He thought, "The CEO knows I'm a failure. Maybe he will have me fired!" When Jim got to the front of the room, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed. Jim told him the story.
The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim, and then announced to the young executives, "Behold your next Chief Executive Officer! His name is Jim."
Jim couldn't believe it. He hadn't even been able to grow his seed. "How could he be the new CEO?" the others murmured.
Then, the CEO said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone in this room a seed. I told you to take that seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But - I gave you all boiled seeds. They were dead - it was not possible for them to grow. All of you except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Jim was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. therefore, he is the one who will be your new Chief Executive Officer!"
Remember - If you plant honesty, you will reap trust. If you plant goodness, you will reap friends. If you plant humility, you will reap greatness. If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment. If you plant consideration, you will reap perspective. If you plant hard work, you will reap success. If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation.
So - Be careful what you plant now. It will determine what you will reap later.
what's the seed you have planted in your heart until it is manifested into action.
In this challenging time and changing environment, I am excited to take this opportunity to put this in my blog. I don't know who wrote this but it is very appropriate to read and to ponder.
THE SEED
A successful businessman was growing old and knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the business. Instead of choosing one of his Directors or his children, he decided to do something different. He called all the young company executives together.
He said," It is time for me to step down and choose the next CEO. I have decided to choose one of you." the young executives were shocked, but the boss continued, "I am going to give each one of you a seed today - one very special seed. I want you to plant this seed, water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from the seed I have given you. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next CEO."
One man named Jim, was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He watered, and compost and he planted the seed. Every day, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their seeds that were beginning to grow.
Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grows. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by - still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn't have a plant and he felt like a failure.
Six months went by- still nothing in Jim's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Jim didn't say anything to his colleagues, however; he just kept watering and fertilizing the soil. He wanted the seed to grow.
A year finally went by and all the young executives of the company brought their plants to the CEO for inspection. Jim had told his wife that he wasn't going to take an empty pot, but she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt sick to his stomach. This was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life, but he knew his wife was right. He took his empty pot to the board room. When Jim arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives. They were beautiful - all shapes and sizes. Jim put his empty pot on the floor, and many of his colleagues laughed. A few felt sorry for him.
When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young executives. Jim just tried to hide in the back. "My, what great plants, trees, and flowers you have grown," said the CEO, "Today, one of you will be appointed the next CEO!"
All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered the Financial Director to bring him to the front. Jim was terrified. He thought, "The CEO knows I'm a failure. Maybe he will have me fired!" When Jim got to the front of the room, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed. Jim told him the story.
The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim, and then announced to the young executives, "Behold your next Chief Executive Officer! His name is Jim."
Jim couldn't believe it. He hadn't even been able to grow his seed. "How could he be the new CEO?" the others murmured.
Then, the CEO said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone in this room a seed. I told you to take that seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But - I gave you all boiled seeds. They were dead - it was not possible for them to grow. All of you except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Jim was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. therefore, he is the one who will be your new Chief Executive Officer!"
Remember - If you plant honesty, you will reap trust. If you plant goodness, you will reap friends. If you plant humility, you will reap greatness. If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment. If you plant consideration, you will reap perspective. If you plant hard work, you will reap success. If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation.
So - Be careful what you plant now. It will determine what you will reap later.
what's the seed you have planted in your heart until it is manifested into action.
Monday, October 04, 2010
On September 23, 2010, Autumn begins and leaves start to fall.
Summer wind signaled the advent
Of Autumn when leaves start to fall
And in our life the great event
Is witnessed at Paradise hall.
Back home my thoughts are of wet and dry
As we roam the fields and mountain
And we love to dance, sing and cry
Then a class of life to attain.
Over here there are four seasons
Winter, Spring, Summer, and Autumn
And school to go in all sessions
When your love begins to blossom.
Summer wind signaled the advent
Of Autumn when leaves start to fall
And in our life the great event
Is witnessed at Paradise hall.
Back home my thoughts are of wet and dry
As we roam the fields and mountain
And we love to dance, sing and cry
Then a class of life to attain.
Over here there are four seasons
Winter, Spring, Summer, and Autumn
And school to go in all sessions
When your love begins to blossom.
Friday, October 01, 2010
Just Life ...... By: Greg In. Trabanca
It is normal to live a just life in an unjust society. We need guardian angels in the likes of Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael to trample and defeat the hordes of the unjust perpetrators- the demons in our world. These creatures lurk in every corner of our existence pretending to be friendly yet they are deadly ready to strike on the wink of an eye.
We must be awake all the time. We must be alert and be prepared through our powerful weapon - prayer. As long as we don't fail to attend mass, visit perpetual adoration, attend and practice devotional novenas especially the Divine Mercy, The Lord of Pardon, The Mother of Perpetual Help, the Infant Jesus, we are not afraid.
The promise of Jesus, our Lord, and Savior, to be with us in the Holy Eucharist gives us strength and power to continue on living amidst the turmoil and the chaos.
And when we live a just life, Satan and the company lost a playing field.
It is normal to live a just life in an unjust society. We need guardian angels in the likes of Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael to trample and defeat the hordes of the unjust perpetrators- the demons in our world. These creatures lurk in every corner of our existence pretending to be friendly yet they are deadly ready to strike on the wink of an eye.
We must be awake all the time. We must be alert and be prepared through our powerful weapon - prayer. As long as we don't fail to attend mass, visit perpetual adoration, attend and practice devotional novenas especially the Divine Mercy, The Lord of Pardon, The Mother of Perpetual Help, the Infant Jesus, we are not afraid.
The promise of Jesus, our Lord, and Savior, to be with us in the Holy Eucharist gives us strength and power to continue on living amidst the turmoil and the chaos.
And when we live a just life, Satan and the company lost a playing field.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Live a Just Life...!
The author of the Book of Wisdom encouraged the people to live a just life, not only for the sake of building a peaceful society here on earth but also because "the life of the just is in the hand of God." It is but natural to say, "Live a just life."However, the reality is just the opposite, as unjust structures, established by men control the lives of the people in a society, besides our individual inclinations and failure to live a just life.
How did humanity arrive at such a scheme of deception? It is natural for men to live justly, but it has also become very normal for men to conduct his affairs unjustly. It indicates an inner conflict caused by unwarranted forces of false desire to be a slave of power and wealth, which is unnatural to humankind. Such a dichotomy within the individual personality breeds ill-effects on society.
Charity is good, but justice is noble. Denying justice is not only taking away from a person what belongs to him/her but betraying his/her rights and denying his/her dignity as a child of God. In every circumstance of sin, there is a violation of justice and charity. Therefore, it is only for us to delve deeper into our being, in order to hear the natural voice calling us to live a just life.
Prophet Amos confronts the people of God, who have defiled their relationship with God and neighbor by conducting their business in an unworthy manner. The chosen people sought every opportunity to cheat the poor and the vulnerable of t society to amass wealth for themselves. The Lord swears it by the pride of Jacob: Never will I forget a single thing you have done."
You can be the slave of God and of money." Therefore, it is imperative to listen to our inner voice inviting us to live a just life to build the Kingdom of God. At the same time, being aware that God sometimes tempers justice with mercy, not to deny righteousness, but for wholeness and holiness. Let us seek His forgiveness and promote peace and justice. ( Fr. Peter Fernandes, sfx. Pastor, St. Timothy Church )
The author of the Book of Wisdom encouraged the people to live a just life, not only for the sake of building a peaceful society here on earth but also because "the life of the just is in the hand of God." It is but natural to say, "Live a just life."However, the reality is just the opposite, as unjust structures, established by men control the lives of the people in a society, besides our individual inclinations and failure to live a just life.
How did humanity arrive at such a scheme of deception? It is natural for men to live justly, but it has also become very normal for men to conduct his affairs unjustly. It indicates an inner conflict caused by unwarranted forces of false desire to be a slave of power and wealth, which is unnatural to humankind. Such a dichotomy within the individual personality breeds ill-effects on society.
Charity is good, but justice is noble. Denying justice is not only taking away from a person what belongs to him/her but betraying his/her rights and denying his/her dignity as a child of God. In every circumstance of sin, there is a violation of justice and charity. Therefore, it is only for us to delve deeper into our being, in order to hear the natural voice calling us to live a just life.
Prophet Amos confronts the people of God, who have defiled their relationship with God and neighbor by conducting their business in an unworthy manner. The chosen people sought every opportunity to cheat the poor and the vulnerable of t society to amass wealth for themselves. The Lord swears it by the pride of Jacob: Never will I forget a single thing you have done."
You can be the slave of God and of money." Therefore, it is imperative to listen to our inner voice inviting us to live a just life to build the Kingdom of God. At the same time, being aware that God sometimes tempers justice with mercy, not to deny righteousness, but for wholeness and holiness. Let us seek His forgiveness and promote peace and justice. ( Fr. Peter Fernandes, sfx. Pastor, St. Timothy Church )
In His Wisdom...
The ontological argument by St.Anselm to ascertain the belief in the existence of God affirms the wisdom and understanding coming from the same eternal source."I won't try to reach your heights Lord since I could never make my understanding reach that high. Yet I still want somehow to understand your truth, which my heart believes and loves. For, rather than seeking to understand so that I can believe so that I can understand. In fact, one of the things That I believe is that, unless I believe, I cannot understand."
The author of the book of wisdom employs a similar approach to decipher the divine wisdom. Human life is feeble, and the reasoning of mortals is unsure. How then can we conduct our affairs with true understanding and knowledge? On a few occasions, we find in the Old Testament the mention of the Holy Spirit. One such mention is in today's first reading. ( Wis 9:13-18b). The author affirms the human limitations saying, "Who could have learned your intentions, had you not granted wisdom and sent your Holy Spirit from above? Thus have the paths of those on earth been straightened and men being taught that pleases you and saved by wisdom."
This gift of God is poured in abundance upon all through His Son Jesus, in the Holy Spirit at baptism. In fact, St. Paul reminds us of a divine transformation at the reception of the Holy Spirit, while writing to Philemon. All receive the same gift and are elevated to the same dignity as children of God. Onesimus was a slave, who had escaped from his master. Having received the gift of God's grace while living with St. Paul, he is being sent back to his master, now as a dear brother, "one in the Lord."
Jesus confirms the wisdom of God revealed in the salvation history recorded in the sacred scriptures. Unless we learn to deny ourselves, snap the ties of security with the family and friends, and learn to trust in the Lord, we will not find wisdom. In which case, we might build towers, but they will not stand the test of time. Our pursuit of true happiness will end up in space and time meaninglessly, thus denying our hearts the eternal longing for peace and bliss in God's kingdom.
Let us be lovers of wisdom and God will not deny anyone who sincerely seeks the Holy Spirit, the giver of wisdom. The wisdom of God then allows us to see all as children of God and heirs of eternal life. This world is nothing but the vanity of vanities. Therefore, live in His wisdom.
The ontological argument by St.Anselm to ascertain the belief in the existence of God affirms the wisdom and understanding coming from the same eternal source."I won't try to reach your heights Lord since I could never make my understanding reach that high. Yet I still want somehow to understand your truth, which my heart believes and loves. For, rather than seeking to understand so that I can believe so that I can understand. In fact, one of the things That I believe is that, unless I believe, I cannot understand."
The author of the book of wisdom employs a similar approach to decipher the divine wisdom. Human life is feeble, and the reasoning of mortals is unsure. How then can we conduct our affairs with true understanding and knowledge? On a few occasions, we find in the Old Testament the mention of the Holy Spirit. One such mention is in today's first reading. ( Wis 9:13-18b). The author affirms the human limitations saying, "Who could have learned your intentions, had you not granted wisdom and sent your Holy Spirit from above? Thus have the paths of those on earth been straightened and men being taught that pleases you and saved by wisdom."
This gift of God is poured in abundance upon all through His Son Jesus, in the Holy Spirit at baptism. In fact, St. Paul reminds us of a divine transformation at the reception of the Holy Spirit, while writing to Philemon. All receive the same gift and are elevated to the same dignity as children of God. Onesimus was a slave, who had escaped from his master. Having received the gift of God's grace while living with St. Paul, he is being sent back to his master, now as a dear brother, "one in the Lord."
Jesus confirms the wisdom of God revealed in the salvation history recorded in the sacred scriptures. Unless we learn to deny ourselves, snap the ties of security with the family and friends, and learn to trust in the Lord, we will not find wisdom. In which case, we might build towers, but they will not stand the test of time. Our pursuit of true happiness will end up in space and time meaninglessly, thus denying our hearts the eternal longing for peace and bliss in God's kingdom.
Let us be lovers of wisdom and God will not deny anyone who sincerely seeks the Holy Spirit, the giver of wisdom. The wisdom of God then allows us to see all as children of God and heirs of eternal life. This world is nothing but the vanity of vanities. Therefore, live in His wisdom.
"Who humbles himself will be exalted"
"Humility and Exaltation are such terms that inevitably create tension, as we face the currents of the two worlds colliding, and pulling us in an opposite direction. At such juncture, discernment is crucial to grow in wisdom and to conduct our affairs wisely for a smooth and steady pilgrimage of life. Otherwise, we might lose the battle of character, obscure the vision, and suffer a mighty fall.
the current of this world promotes exaltation and abhors humility. In general, people look up to those who have successfully achieved honor and glory among men. society loves heroes and adorns them in every possible way. this gives ample opportunity to the youngest to emulate such celebrated figures. Indeed, everyone wants to be the apple of the eye at any cost, while in the process, losing sight for greater liv8ing in the Kingdom of God.
The virtue of humility is the fruit of the spiritual journey of faith. the greater the awareness of the Almighty in one's life, the greater is the humility. This journey breaks the human personality in the eyes of the world and enjoins it to something more profound, that is, more attuned to the melody of God resounding everywhere. Therefore, Jesus says, "for everyone who exalts himself will be humbled and the one who humbles himself will be exalted."
The Sacred Scripture speaks volumes about humility and faith very loudly and clearly for all to hear, to understand, and to grow in wisdom. It was not something God imposed on us but He himself walked that path of humility.St. Paul writing to the Philippians said, "Although He existed in the form of God, He did not regard equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied Himself, taking the form of a bond-servant and being made in the likeness of men. Being found in appearance as a man-, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. For this reason, also, God highly exalted Him and bestowed on Him the name which is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee will bend of those who are in heaven and on earth and under the earth and that every tongue will confess that Jesus is Lord, to the glory of God the Father."
Our spiritual journey should lead us to grow in humility and faith. We have to emulate our Master Jesus, who gladly walked the path of humility to show us the way to our Father. We have to grow in this wisdom to make our life worthwhile. Otherwise, the wealth and the glory of this world will crumble, coming down upon us and crushing us to dust upon the earth. ( Fr. Peter Fernandes, sfx, Pastor, St. Tim.
"Humility and Exaltation are such terms that inevitably create tension, as we face the currents of the two worlds colliding, and pulling us in an opposite direction. At such juncture, discernment is crucial to grow in wisdom and to conduct our affairs wisely for a smooth and steady pilgrimage of life. Otherwise, we might lose the battle of character, obscure the vision, and suffer a mighty fall.
the current of this world promotes exaltation and abhors humility. In general, people look up to those who have successfully achieved honor and glory among men. society loves heroes and adorns them in every possible way. this gives ample opportunity to the youngest to emulate such celebrated figures. Indeed, everyone wants to be the apple of the eye at any cost, while in the process, losing sight for greater liv8ing in the Kingdom of God.
The virtue of humility is the fruit of the spiritual journey of faith. the greater the awareness of the Almighty in one's life, the greater is the humility. This journey breaks the human personality in the eyes of the world and enjoins it to something more profound, that is, more attuned to the melody of God resounding everywhere. Therefore, Jesus says, "for everyone who exalts himself will be humbled and the one who humbles himself will be exalted."
The Sacred Scripture speaks volumes about humility and faith very loudly and clearly for all to hear, to understand, and to grow in wisdom. It was not something God imposed on us but He himself walked that path of humility.St. Paul writing to the Philippians said, "Although He existed in the form of God, He did not regard equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied Himself, taking the form of a bond-servant and being made in the likeness of men. Being found in appearance as a man-, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. For this reason, also, God highly exalted Him and bestowed on Him the name which is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee will bend of those who are in heaven and on earth and under the earth and that every tongue will confess that Jesus is Lord, to the glory of God the Father."
Our spiritual journey should lead us to grow in humility and faith. We have to emulate our Master Jesus, who gladly walked the path of humility to show us the way to our Father. We have to grow in this wisdom to make our life worthwhile. Otherwise, the wealth and the glory of this world will crumble, coming down upon us and crushing us to dust upon the earth. ( Fr. Peter Fernandes, sfx, Pastor, St. Tim.
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