Creation Proclaims The Glory Of God


I have often realized that there is no compelling reason why I should be here.
There is no irreducible mathematical formula
the answer to which is my particular existence.
In the face of such simple fact, science tells me I am a totally random event,
which conclusion I instinctively and intuitively refuse to accept.

Science also tells me that things/matter tend to be more and more complex.
In the beginning there was just but one singularity.
Then the Big Bang exploded with infinite energy.
After the Big Bang, there were only simple elements, mainly hydrogen and helium.
But matter/creation tends to and progresses to become more and more complex.
And the cosmos came to be/exist.
On earth, rocks and fire and water conspired to bring forth life.
And finally, life acquired a consciousness.
Creation longs for and yearns for fulfillment, completion, perfection.

This is the Law of Entropy. An MIT physicist, Jeremy England, has proposed
the provocative idea that life exists
because the law of increasing entropy
drives matter to acquire lifelike physical properties.
And he arrived at this conclusion
after a series of dry and incomprehensible mathematical computations.

How much more inspiring it is to say
that God created the world,
that the heat and energy being dispersed by entropy
is actually God’s love diffusing throughout the universe.
How awesome it is to see the night sky and wonder at a billion stars
rather than reducing all of these simply into balls of thermonuclear energy.
How wonderful to behold the mountains and the lakes
instead of trying to understand them as
the result of some random climatic or volcanic events.

I love science for the answers and explanations it can give me.
I cling to my faith for things I cannot answer nor explain.
Just as a flower reaches out to the sun,
finding life and nourishment in its warmth,
I reach out for the unreachable, s
eek to know the unknowable
and dare to dream the impossible.
“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”
Or in science for that matter.

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Love Is The Only Law Of The Universe


All things by immortal power.
Near or far, to each other linked are,
that thou canst not stir a flower
without troubling of a star.
~ by the poet and mystic, Francis Thompson

I first heard these lines from Fr. Gerard Decaesteker, my Philosophy professor. The truth of these lines and the insights that one can draw from them have so inspired me I have taken them as part of my personal philosophy.

Physics postulates that every electron pulses in sympathetic vibration with another electron somewhere else in the universe. Poets speak the truth when they see the universe in a grain of sand or are drowned by a thousand oceans by penetrating a single drop of water.

Drops of water fall as rain to form a stream which babbles along till it joins a river which always come home to the ocean and then to be taken into clouds to fall again as rain, and all the while sustaining and nourishing life wherever these water drops go. And so does God suffuse the entire creation with his grace.

Physicists, like Einstein and Hawking, have been searching a unified theory or a theory of everything that will explain why there is something instead of nothing. Poets have known it all along. The one and only law that governs existence is love.

It took billions of years for life to emerge. But emerge it did. And it is not at all by chance or accident. It is only the atheist who believes himself an accident. Even the smallest particles, electrons, know they were made for and with another electron to be paired with. And while their movements may seem random, they always pulsate with and seek out their partner.

Electrons were made (or exist), not for themselves alone but for another. That is love in its simplest and purest form. Stated in human language we can easily understand, here is how John expressed it for us:

Beloved, let us love one another,
because love is of God;
everyone who loves is begotten by God and knows God.
Whoever is without love does not know God, for God is love.
In this way the love of God was revealed to us:
God sent his only Son into the world
so that we might have life through him.
In this is love:
not that we have loved God, but that he loved us
and sent his Son as expiation for our sins.

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What A Difference Faith Makes

I do not have to believe that God exists. I know that for a certain.
It is how I understand why there is something instead of nothing,
why we exist instead of not exist.
But I need faith to believe
that this God the Creator knows me as an individual
and loves me personally as I am.

Now what if the Christ I believe in was merely a mortal and not a god at all?
I would still choose to follow him for he has shown me a way to live.
He showed me that a life devoted to serving others
gives depth and meaning to what I do.
He spent his life saving and satisfying people around him.
He taught the great commandment of love,
which is the only sensible choice in a world
gone mad with insane pride and greed.

Thus, to go beyond this possibility that Jesus was just a man,
I need faith to believe that God actually became a man in Jesus Christ,
so that I can know, love and serve him in words and actions
that are intelligible and meaningful to me.

What if the eternal life he promised cannot happen
and life indeed ends in death?
I would still believe in him because he has shown me
that heaven on earth is poosible if we but follow his teachings.
I think of and am grateful for the family and friends
I have in life with whom I share this relationship with him
for it has made my life one cheerful, fulfilling journey.
I would die happy and not mind if there were nothing else after.

Thus, I need faith to believe that this promise of eternal life is true.
Our common belief in Christ have made for many moments of grace and true blessings.
With the gift of Faith, this stoic resignation is transformed
into a joyful expectation of
“the resurrection of the body and the life everlasting!”

“Do you not believe that I am in the Father and the Father is in me?
The words that I speak to you I do not speak on my own.
The Father who dwells in me is doing his works. 
Believe me that I am in the Father and the Father is in me,
or else, believe because of the works themselves.”

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The Good Old Days

P1530977There was a time I was puzzled by what the term “good old times” meant. I was young then. I couldn’t imagine how anyone could or would like to look back into the past and revel in it. All those reminiscences, the same old stories, songs sang again and again. What was so good about the old times?

Being young I only wanted to look forward into the future. Dreams to pursue. Adventures to embark on. Goals to achieve. New places to visit. More people to meet. My life was fueled by hopes, expectations, and yes, daring and risks. My life was just starting and I had just embarked on the journey called life. I couldn’t wait to get unmoored and sail out to sea.

That is all gone now. I have lived more years than I have left. Much of what I know and am is somewhere in the past. And yes, I have been longing for the good old days. I am not bitter about the past nor am I sad about where I am. It is just that my idea of adventures has somehow changed and yes, mellowed. Much as I would want to go for miles or days on the road. I now tire easily from too much traveling. I still love adventure but I also hate surprises. I want adventures that I am familiar with. I want to know ahead how thing are going to work out. The future had too much uncertainties for me to want to go there. Instead of longing to sail out and go forth, I want to go home. So, I revel in the good old days where most of the events, places and people are familiar and predictable.

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My Journey Of Life


It’s a long and winding road, this journey of life.
Sometimes, I walk on the mountain top where it is sunny and exhilarating.
Other times, I walk along a stream down in the valley where it is cool and refreshing.
Sometimes there is a fork on the road and I must choose.
Other times there is a happy confluence of paths, serendipitous moments
when people, places and things just come together and the whole universe makes sense.
Sometimes I walk alone, but always there are people on the same path:
walking with me, passing me by, meeting and greeting me,
offering help, friendship and companionship.
Sometimes the path becomes thorny and even dangerous.
Other times there is no path at all and I may feel lost.
But I just need to remember that
there is always a life-giving and loving Presence by my side.
He’s got us all in the palm of his hands.

The journey is ever new. Every day is different.
Yet, there are recurring themes and places along the journey.
I know the I will pass through life but once.
But there often that eerie feeling that I have been here before.

Sometimes, it seems to me that nothing has changed in my life after all these years.
It seems that I have been fighting the same devils and
struggling with the same problems all the time.
I still hunger for the same pleasures and luxuries.
I still lust for wealth, power and fame. And yes, carnal pleasures.
I am still envious of the success of others.
I believe I have mellowed but I often still come across as aloof and arrogant.
I guess I have been that for so long that I have put on the overbearing looks and actions
even without me meaning to.

I realize now that my life is not just one journey, but several, a series of journeys.
Because I can be hardheaded, I have to learn the same lessons over and over again.
But each time in a different context. Under new circumstances. With new people.
Or, the same people but who, like me, have changed.
And each journey is a quest, each quest a mission,
each mission leading to a new realization and a fresh lesson.
Alongside my yearning for completion and fulfillment is
an on-going struggle between the noble and the ignoble in me:
whether I will choose to do good or wallow in mediocrity,
to move forward or stagnate where I am.
It is the eternal battle between good and evil, between light and darkness,
between love and hate.
As I go through each journey, which are really the phases in my life,
there are nuanced changes in what brings me completion and fulfillment
as well as who the devils and demons that I have to face face and fight,
and the angels and good Samaritans who accompany me and help me along
in this wonderful journey called life.

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Love and the Vine


Here is one of the fondest memories I have of Jane while she was growing up. This happened when she was about four years old. One chilly morning we brought her to her nursery-school. And as she gave me her usual goodbye hug and kiss, she held on a little bit tighter and whispered: “Lolo, you are warm.” That warmed my heart, to feel so loved with such innocence and unconditionally.

I believe in love even when I do not see it and there is only its warmth to tell me of its presence. There is so much of life we cannot see nor understand but encounter everyday. And often it takes the mind some time to understand what we already know in our heart of hearts. The eagle does not see the wind that lifts it up. Trees only feel the sun that feeds them continuously with energy. And the world is alive with a Presence that cannot be seen but is constantly felt as a life-giving force.

Love is the one and only principle that governs the universe. We came to be because of God’s love. I know that God exists. I believe that He made me, yes me in particular, because of love. That belief helps me make sense of everything happening in and around me. Cut that faith and I am lost and adrift. Might as well not exist anymore. Love is the energy with which the universe is aglow. Cut it off and there is no more universe.

“I am the vine, you are the branches.
Whoever remains in me and I in him will bear much fruit,
because without me you can do nothing.
Anyone who does not remain in me
will be thrown out like a branch and wither;
people will gather them and throw them into a fire
and they will be burned.”


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What’s it all about, Alfie Evans?

Cute, angelic, little, lovable Alfie Evans has died. Only yesterday, he was still alive, with the world watching how his poignant drama would unfold. Now the powers of government and medicine conspired to deny him life. Today, he is gone. This morning, his father, Thomas, twitted: My gladiator lay down his shield and gained his wings at 02:30. Pope Francis tweeted that he was deeply moved by the death of little Alfie, expressing the sentiment many are feeling.

What’s it all about, Alfie? Is it just for the moment we live?

Life is not only a precious gift. It is also the only reality we know. If not for life, it does not matter whether the universe, or anything at all, exists or not. If we are not here who cares if there were no galaxies or stars or planets. If we are not alive, nothing is possible. And because we are alive, everything is possible. Thus, for this reason, we must respect and reverence life.

Alfie is but a baby, unable to speak for himself and seen as a burden. He was helpless before the wisdom of respectable people: the doctors, the lawyers, the judge.  It was unconscionable how these honorable men were all in agreement that Alfie did not deserve to live. He was going to die anyway. Why prolong his agony? It is the same thinking that has given way to abortion being acceptable in almost all countries. That euthanasia is increasingly becoming acceptable. That it is legal to execute criminals. That the concepts of just war and preemptive strikes are used to justify the many wars raging in the world today, killing thousands of people and turning millions more into homeless refugees. This is the culture of death, which all Popes of recent times have been preaching against.

And if only fools are kind, Alfie, then I guess it is wise to be cruel.
And if life belongs only to the strong, Alfie,
what will you lend on an old golden rule?

So, in this culture of death, who then decides who will die and who will live? Sadly, this decision is often determined by the unholy trinity of wealth, power and fame. It is all about looking out for number one. Every man to himself. Hatred is in control. Anger rules. Greed is in control. Selfishness reigns.

What’s it all about when you sort it out, Alfie?
Are we meant to take more than we give or are we meant to be kind?

There is one and only one, principle that governs the universe. It is love. The universe came to be because of love. We were given the gift of live because of love. And we can live in peace and harmony only through love. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.
~ Martin Luther King Jr.

I know there’s something much more,
Something even non-believers can believe in
I believe in love, Alfie
Without true love we just exist, Alfie
Until you find the love you’ve missed you’re nothing, Alfie


Complete lyrics of the song “Alfie:”

What’s it all about, Alfie?
Is it just for the moment we live?
What’s it all about when you sort it out, Alfie?
Are we meant to take more than we give
Or are we meant to be kind?
And if only fools are kind, Alfie
Then I guess it is wise to be cruel
And if life belongs only to the strong, Alfie
What will you lend on an old golden rule?
As sure as I believe there’s a heaven above, Alfie
I know there’s something much more,
Something even non-believers can believe in
I believe in love, Alfie
Without true love we just exist, Alfie
Until you find the love you’ve missed you’re nothing, Alfie
When you walk let your heart lead the way
And you’ll find love any day, Alfie

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