We live today in a highly secular society driven by science and technology.
But even in the midst of so much agnosticism,
I can still sense a certain human need for the transcendent, the sublime, the ineffable.
a hunger and thirst that cannot be quenched by any physical food or drink.
I can see this hunger and thirst in the movies of today.
They are mostly fictional and fantasies; some with human actors, others in animation,
with highly sophisticated computer-generated images.
For the most part, these are but modern renditions of the morality plays of old.
I guess every generation has to express this spiritual longing,
and come to its own answers.
I guess I am not unique in my disquiet,
seeking answers to deep questions that keep arising in my head and my heart.
Yes, these are spirit moments.
Reaching Out To The Transcendent
One Chance Encounter
We worked together one summer at a Summer Leadership Camp for Youth Leaders from the local depressed areas some fifty years ago. It was a two-month program. I had a great time. But did not think much about it later. I went on and lived my life.
Last weekend, I saw Janet again. And all the memories of that summer simply came back flooding my mind and stirring up all sorts of emotions. Initially I could not remember here name. I had to ask one of the other sisters. And when I finally approached her and said, “Janet, do you remember me?” She looked up and I could see in her face an instant recognition and joy at seeing me again.
“I don’t remember your name, right now. But I know your face and I know we did some good work together.” she replied. After a brief, reacquaintance we were back to where we were fifty years ago. Memories I thought I have lost came back. Events which I have forgotten came back as if they happened only yesterday. How she slipped a note under our door when Ping and I were still up late into the night, telling us to sleep already as we still had work to do the next day. That Summer Youth Camp where we tried to form future leaders. The camp bonfires. Those Tondo youth. And the songs that keep ear-worming me now: Mr. Dieingly Sad”, “Raindrops keep falling on my head”
And all of that was part of my life. Forever etched. Indelible. Recallable at the whiff of scent, a flash of a familiar face, at the sound of a familiar tune. I thought they were just two months. But I now realize they are still a big part of me. I am a better person because of that one summer where my lifelong friendship with Ping really came to bloom. Janet was just there but very much part of the scene.
How Can One Not Believe?
It takes the light of the sun eight minutes to reach us on earth. We are looking at some galaxies and stars whose light left some 15 billions years ago and we are seeing them only now. Imagine the magnitude of their energy to persist for such a long period. Imagine somebody leaving a message in that persistent energy that says ‘I was here, and there, and everywhere.’
The laws of physics say that everything eventually breaks down and disappears. And yet out of the dust, the dirt, the detritus and the decay something new, something better and something more beautiful always emerges: the galaxies from the big bang, planets from exploding stars, primordial living things from volcanic eruptions, creation as we know it from some cataclysmic weather changes.
And yet many are ready to believe that all of this is some chance event. It is not a question of evidence. It is a question of the heart.
Failing Senses and Heavenly Scents
I am increasingly becoming hard of hearing
Many sounds and conversations I do not hear
Am I being attuned to heavenly sounds
Because the end is drawing near?
My eyesight seems to be fading too
I have to squint to get things into view
Could it be I am being prepared
To behold sights that are heavenly and new?
I used to have a shard sense of smell
Every kind of whiff I can sense and tell
Why can I hardly catch the scents around me?
Would somebody please just tell me?
I loved the joys of the sense of touch
Oh I love to hold things in my hands so much
Now, why are my feelings getting dull?
I guess it’s time to stop for a while.
Could it be it’s about time for me to go
For my present moment to be my eternal now?
Why Fasting Matters
Fasting has always been one of the prescribed spiritual exercises of all the great religions. There is something about denying the senses, in this case taste, in order to experience what the senses on fail to perceive. When we shut out our sense, we encounter the ineffable which the senses cannot sense. We see ultimate beauty when we close our eyes. We hear the hymn of the universe when we close our ears. We feel the touch of the divine when we keep still and motionless. We get a foretaste of eternity when we fast.
Food is essential to life. Indeed, we eat in order to live. But increasingly people live to eat. Gluttony, like anger and pride and lust and greed, is abroad across the earth. There is an epidemic of obesity. Many of the leading diseases and causes of death are due to overindulgence in eating; like diabetes, heart diseases, and even some forms of cancer. We have forgotten the things of the spirit and have been satisfying only our physical and material hunger.
In the past, it was perhaps easier to fast because there was in fact often not enough food. But these days of plenty and affluence, we often have more than enough to eat. And more choices. With more occasions to feast rather than to fast. We have been so hooked on material things and physical pleasures, we have abandoned the things of the spirit with gay abandon.
When You’re Down, Look Up
I’ve had my share of life’s affluence
More than I could have imagined
I dreamt of a life of ease and comfort
I still wonder now how it all happened
I’ve had my share of influence,
Power and control over others
They’d always do my bidding
E’en though they had their druthers
I did enjoy some prominence
People knew me and I knew them
I was a man about town
They were my friends and I their chum
For such is the way of the world
It’s all about wealth, power and fame
But in the end all these things pass
And nothing stays the same
When that day comes
You’d feel you rather empty
You wonder where all these went
And you’re filled with awful ennui
You’d feel you’re sick
Weak, enfeebled and weary
There’s this lingering malaise
that makes your days dreary
You long for a simple life
Without worries or complications
You’d give up everything
Just to have some easy solutions
And then the realization comes
That it is in one’s emptiness
That we find our real worth
and then, in that, our life’s fullness
We Hold These Truths to Be Self-Evident
“We hold these truths to be self-evident,
that all men are created equal,
that they are endowed by their creator
with certain unalienable rights,
that among these are
life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.”
With these stirring words, the thirteen original American colonies declared their independence from their colonial masters and laid down the foundations for what today is the greatest nation on earth. For all its complicated and sometimes disappointing history, the United States has for the most part been a force for freedom and goodness in the world.
Whenever people yearned for freedom and liberty, they often looked to the United States as an inspiration, a model, a refuge, or a final destination. It has been the source of many of the many inventions that make our lives today what they are. Twice within a lifetime, the country has stepped in to stop two global conflicts. Whenever and wherever disaster or calamity strikes, Americans are often the first ones to help and the ones who help in the most significant way. They are often forgiving and helpful of their former enemies. They have helped rebuild nations and countries, they have prevailed over in war.
It is sad to see what is happening in the US today though. Many of the lofty ideals that have formed the nation are now being severely tested, challenged, and even perverted. Because of it faithful adherence to its ideals of freedom and equality, the USA is often the testing ground and even battle ground for peoples or minorities who have been often neglected or even discriminated against in the past.
Today is also the feast day of Saint Thérèse of Lisieux. She is known as Thérèse of the Little Way. She wanted to be a great saint going out to convert sinners and tranform the world; but she realized that was not meant to be. She was bound to her convent and devoted most of her times to the menial tasks nuns are often assigned in their convents. This did not deter her. Instead, she decieded: “I will seek out a means of getting to Heaven by a little way—very short and very straight little way that is wholly new.”
Today, she is venerated as a Patron Saint of the Missions along with Saint Francis Xavier, who went out into the Indies to do mission work. Thérèse never left their convent. She has been declared a Doctor of the Church even though she had never written a theological tract. She is considered a mystic and her autobiography, The Story of a Soul, has inspired countless people to live good and saintly lives. Her little way is indeed simple, “Miss no single opportunity of making some small sacrifice, here by a smiling look, there by a kindly word; always doing the smallest right and doing it all for love.” And she sees the great significance of small things even in the most trivial occurrences:
“The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily
do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the daisy of its simple charm.
If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.” .
A Prayer for a Strong Faith
The tender morning comes
with its promise of hope and renewal.
The dawn drives the darkness away
to bring us a brand new day.
The gloom that often comes upon us
is like the night that covers us.
It is time to bow our heads in prayer
and think of our emptiness.
Faith is such a precious gift
To see what no one else does
It is the power that gives us a lift
when nothing, no one else does
It’s sometimes hard to see
what the eyes cannot perceive
But this is such a cherished present
that not everyone receives.
I pray for my faith to be strong
and always to carry me through
I pray, Oh Lord, that I will be faithful
until I am with You.
Weathering the Storms of Life
As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him.
Suddenly a violent storm came up on the sea,
so that the boat was being swamped by waves;
but he was asleep.
They came and woke him, saying,
“Lord, save us! We are perishing!”
He said to them, “Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?”
Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea,
and there was great calm.
The men were amazed and said, “What sort of man is this,
whom even the winds and the sea obey?”
I openly admit and declare that my blessings from the Lord have been abundant. And I am also guilty of often doubting his presence, his caring and his love in my life. I often forget all the good things he has done for me, specially when I am in my gloomy moods. When I am high, every cell in my body oozes with joy and gratitude. But when I am low, I feel like life is one big joke or tragedy. A travesty even of what it means to be alive.
I also often treat God as my creature and pretend I am the creator; so that when I pray I tell Him what he should be doing, specially for me. I try to re-create God in my own image and likeness.
So, it is a lesson very difficult to learn. God is in control. And everything I am and have is grace. It is already a great blessing to be alive. And because of this gift of life, anything and everything is possible in my life. Without my life, nothing is even possible.
Faith in the Philippines
There is an abundance of faith healers in the Philippines like nowhere else in the world. To be sure, many of those who have claimed to be able to heal have been proven to be hoaxes. And many of those who were healed might have been suffering from some psychosomatic malaise. Still in all, there is still such an overwhelming number of medically authenticated of lame people who have been able to walk, cancers that have gone into remission, intractable illnesses that simply disappear and incurable conditions that have been declared totally cured to doubt that true healing has taken place.
Filipinos are among the most cynical and critical of people – specially when it comes to their political leaders. And yet, the faith of the Filipino has always impressed me no end. Fr. Horatio de la Costa, in his famous essay “Jewels of the Pauper”, writes that the Philippines, impoverished though it may be, has two precious treasures – faith and music. The whole world knows that many young world-class singers today are from the Philippines. And one visiting the Philippines is likely to be impressed by our religiosity and deep abiding faith.
This gives me hope and keeps my faith in my God and my people. We are going through a most divisive junction in our history. And things look like they will get worse before they get any better. But I am hopeful that through all the divisiveness and the anger and hate I see today, this nation will one day come together to sing and to pray.
The Lord is kind and merciful.
He pardons all your iniquities,
he heals all your ills.
He redeems your life from destruction,
he crowns you with kindness and compassion.
Not according to our sins does he deal with us,
nor does he requite us according to our crimes.
For as the heavens are high above the earth,
so surpassing is his kindness toward those who fear him.