Smugness Can Kill

Everyone, it seems to me, wants comfort and stability. We seek balance and equilibrium to save us from all the stressing and straining.But too much comfort and a life of ease only serves to weaken not only one’s body and one’s spirit as well. A muscle not used eventually atrophies and dies. A spirit not challenged eventually experiences boredom and succumbs to angst and ennui. Like a frog, in warm water slowly rising in temperature, eventually gets boiled to death; smugness can kill.

It is also quite clear that life is not easy and that its essence is one of struggling and stretching and reaching out. It is all the stretching out and straining that enables the caterpillar to emerge out of its cocoon to become a butterfly. it is the irritating grain of sand that enables the oyster to produce a pearl. It is the decay and rot of the seed that allows new life to sprout and grow.

These are among the truths that I know in my heart and soul and yet often refuse to see, praying for more ease and comfort in my life. Few people ever pray for more stress, more suffering, more challenges. Indeed, nobody is so blind as one who refuses to see.

“Disturb us, O Lord when we are too well-pleased with ourselves
when our dreams have come true because we dreamed too little,
because we sailed too close to the shore.” Bishop Desmond Tutu

As Jesus went on his way, two blind men followed him, crying loudly, “Have mercy on us, Son of David!” When he entered the house, the blind men came to him; and Jesus said to them, “Do you believe that I am able to do this?” They said to him, “Yes, Lord.” Then he touched their eyes and said, “According to your faith let it be done to you.” And their eyes were opened. Matthew 9:27-31

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Pascal’s Wager

Science worships at the altar of the gods of Certainty and Repeatability. But increasingly science is discovering that, at it very core, the universe is ruled by random probability. Probability theory partial traces its roots to Blaise Pascal, noted for his eponymous Pascal’s Wager. Pascal writes that there’s more to be gained from wagering on the existence of God than from atheism, and that a rational person should live as though God exists, even though the truth of the matter cannot actually be known. If life were a game of chance, and science is saying it is, then faith is God is a safe bet.

I love the Filipino word for faith – pananampalataya. I would like to believe that the root word is ‘taya’ which means a bet, a wager. Faith is a wager on God. It is putting everything that I have and everything that I am on God. In a constantly changing and ragingly restless world, such safe bet is like an anchor on a stormy sea or a house built on a rock.

Jesus said to the people, ‘Not everyone who says to me, “Lord, Lord”, will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only one who does the will of my Father in heaven.’Everyone then who hears these words of mine and acts on them will be like a wise man who built his house on rock. The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on rock. Matthew 7:21, 24-27

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It is early morning and Jane creeps into our room to snuggle up to her Lola and engage in lazy early morning prattle. Joy and a miracle of life at the first light of day!

Whoever says miracles do not happen is totally encrusted in jaded cynicism, deliberately turning a blind eye to the many miracles around us: the sunrise, the chirping birds, loving presence, warm hearts and homes. We can make miracles happen in our lives and in the lives of others. The biggest miracles that can happen today would be the end to poverty, hunger, conflicts and wars. But out of pride and selfishness, we don’t do it. We have the resources to banish poverty and hunger forever but we don’t because those who have would rather hoard or even throw away their surplusĀ  rather than see the value of their commodities or goods go down. Politicians often know what the common good is or what needs to be done but they don’t for that will make them appear like capitulating to their political opponents. People can forgive and end all the wars and conflicts in the world but they don’t because they have allowed the anger and the hatred to fester and poison their hearts.

Jesus held the people spellbound for three days in the desert with his teaching and healing. He could not send them home hungry but he has created the right atmosphere for a miracle to happen. The traditional understanding of the miracle of the multiplication of the bread was that the loaves and the fish just physically multiplied. A reading that I like better is that the people were so filled with the spirit of love and sharing after spending time with Jesus that they started sharing whatever they had with them with all the others. And there was more than enough for everybody. I like this reading better because I had seen it happen myself. Anabelle and I were in EDSA on those four fateful days in February 1986. And we never went hungry. Food was literally flowing and it was all for free. The place and the people were all inspired by the spirit of love and forgiveness. They shared everything including whatever food they had with them.

Then ordering the crowd to sit down on the ground, he took the seven loaves and the fish; and after giving thanks he broke them and gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds. And all of them ate and were filled; and they took up the broken pieces left over, seven baskets full. Matthew 15:29-37

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The Young and the Old

Yesterday, as I was driving Jonathan to school with Martin, I made a left turn signal only to go straight and drive ahead on four-way stop intersection. It was a good thing that the lady in the car coming in the opposite direction was nice and gracious. She simply smiled and made room for my lapse. Anabelle often misplaces her eyeglasses, only to find them sitting right in front of her. Such incidents are among the ‘heartaches’ of growing old: doing what I have not intended to do, looking without seeing what I am looking for, listening but not understanding what is being said. There are times I also feel old age creeping into my soul. These are the times when I give in to jadedness and cynicism. How I envy and continuously marvel at Jonathan and Jane. They always see the world afresh and with unending wonder. Their curiosity is boundless and every experience is something they truly relish. In laughter and glee, they would often say: “Wow, let’s do that again.” Cynical old me would often say: “Oh no, here we go again.”

Moments of prayer and silent meditation help me keep my cynicism and jadedness in check. I am awed and sit in wonder as I reflect on the wonderful things God is making happen to me and in my life.

Then turning to the disciples, Jesus said to them privately, ‘Blessed are the eyes that see what you see! For I tell you that many prophets and kings desired to see what you see, but did not see it, and to hear what you hear, but did not hear it.’ Luke 10:21-24

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The Faith of the Centurion

Today’s reading of the Roman Centurion reminds me of our own faith as a Filipino nation. But for the grace of God, we could have been a Muslim nation just like much of Southeast Asia. When the Spaniards came to the Philippines, they were totally surprised to see Mohammedans whom they had to fight in their own country before they could become one nation themselves. We sometimes call our Muslim brothers ‘moros’ after the Moors of Andaluz and Granada in Southern Spain. But when the Spanish missionaries, for all the bad press they got from Rizal’s novels, proclaimed the gospel to our ancestors; the latter embraced the good news of Christ with alacrity. In the fashion of the proverbial Filipino hospitality, our ancestors welcomed the Santo Nino and his mother into their humble homes. I could imagine them praying the words of the Centurion: “Lord, we are not worthy that you should enter under our roof; but only say the word and our souls shall be saved.” Today, through this faith that our forefathers have handed down to us, the Philippines and the Filipinos are a beacon of Christian faith in the Far East. In recent days, we have been blessed so richly with the canonization of St. Pedro Calunsod and the elevation as Cardinal of Archbishop Chito Tagle. Deo gratias!

When Jesus heard him, he was amazed and said to those who followed him, “Truly I tell you, in no one in Israel have I found such faith. I tell you, many will come from east and west and will eat with Abraham and Isaac and Jacob in the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 8:5-11

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Advent – A Season of Hope

“There will be signs in the sun, the moon, and the stars, and on the earth distress among nations confused by the roaring of the sea and the waves. People will faint from fear and foreboding of what is coming upon the world, for the powers of the heavens will be shaken. Then they will see ‘the Son of Man coming in a cloud’ with power and great glory. Now when these things begin to take place, stand up and raise your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.” Luke 21:25-28

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SPIRIT MOMENT: ‘Hope for the Flowers’ is one of the books that truly inspired me in my youth. It is an allegorical tale of two caterpillars and their hopes and longings, their search for meaning and their eventual magical transformation into beautiful butterflies. Advent is a time of hope and longing. In man’s search for meaning, he longs for life everlasting. In today’s secular society, man’s search for meaning at its best is often about making a difference or making a contribution. The after-life and eternal life are non-issues. Yellow, one of the caterpillars in the book, would not have imagined how she could be transformed from an unsightly caterpillar into a colorful butterfly. But she trusted her instincts. She ‘died’ in her cocoon to magically emerge as a butterfly. The same hand that wrought the heavens with the stars and the planets has written in my heart a similar instinct – a deep longing and a fervent hope for everlasting life. Advent is a time for remembrance of this hope and longing, the time of waiting for the Incarnated One who will show us how all of this will come to pass.

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