The First Disciple

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Mary was the first disciple. She is also the model of perfect discipleship. I have learned the three essentials of discipleship from her. When the angel Gabriel told Mary of God’s plan for her, she asked, “How can this be since I know no man?” When Gabriel described to her what and how it was God’s plan for her was going to happen, Mary humbly said, “Be it done to me according to your word.” And at the wedding in Cana, Mary instructed the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.”

A Sense of Awe and Wonder: “How can this be?”
Life is awesome and full of wonders and surprises. One only has to look at nature or the universe to be filled with awe and wonder. So much beauty. So much diversity all around me. And in the scheme of things, I am not needed. The world wouldn’t be any better nor any worse if I had not appeared upon the scene. There is no compelling reason why I should be here. Yet, I am here. “How can this be?”

Life is unmerited, undeserved, unasked for and freely given. And here I am. It is so easy to succumb to the cynical and skeptical view that I do not amount to anything. In the vastness of the universe, I am but a tiny speck of organic matter. Yet something deep inside me keeps telling me that I am no random event. I did not come about by chance. I, in fact, matter. “How can this be?”

Everything is gift. I look back at my life and there are just too many delightful things that have happened and are still happening for me not to realize there is an Unseen Presence who directs and leads me in life. Early in life, I had some ideas on how I would like my life to be. But at every turn, things were not just meant to be as I would have wanted them. There is Someone who is writing out a better life story for me than I can imagine for myself. “How can this be?”

“How can this be?” There is a loving God who cares and looks after me. And He has directly involved Himself in my life.

Sweet Surrender: “May it be done to me according to your word.”
Yesterday, I wrote of the the miracle that has happened in the life of my friend Lambert. From what could have been a tragic story of a lonely and lost widower, God has wrought out an inspiring and touching story. As I was watching the story of Lambert unfolding, I would often catch myself saying, “No, this can’t be happening. It is too perfect to be true. It is not going to happen. It should not happen. It cannot.” And yet, there was God’s handiwork written all over it. He wants only what is good for us. And what is good by God is the best that could possibly happen to me.

In prayer and silence, I have often encountered this Ultimate Reality that is my Source. I have encountered Him in His threefold nature. As Father, He has blessed me with the gift of life and because I am alive, everything is possible. Then, I share in the brokenness that His Son endured for us. But I become a better person as I am renewed and strengthened by the indwelling of His Spirit in me.

Believing that God is directing and leading me in life, I surrender my will to His. And with Mary, I humbly pray, “May it be done to me according to your word.”

Self-imposed Submission: “Do whatever he tells you.”
The People of God lived by the law as handed down to Moses. There were the ten commandments. And there was a strong emphasis on justice. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. No more and no less.

When God the Son took on our human form, He taught us the commandment of love. For God and for the neighbor. He did not abolish the law. But He brought it to perfection. The ten commandments were mostly prohibitions: Thou shalt not kill. Thou shalt not steal. Thou shalt not . . . .  Jesus instead asked His disciples to get into actions and do acts of love, kindness and compassion.

Jesus did not tell his disciples, “You shall not covet your neighbor’s goods.” Or, “You shall not steal.” Instead, He told them “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. With the spirit of simplicity and poverty, one will never want for anything and thus will never covet or steal the possessions of others.

Jesus did not tell his disciples, “You shall not kill.” Instead, He told his followers “Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called the children of God.” Instead of waging wars or dealing hatred and violence, He wants his disciples to be the children of the God who creates and makes whole again that which is broken. He heals instead of kills.

So as a disciple of Christ, I do as Mary had done before me: I submit myself to God’s will for me. And I am strengthened by the promise of Jesus to His followers:

“Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,
for I am meek and humble of heart;
and you will find rest for yourselves.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden light.”

 

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A Miracle

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Today I witnessed a miracle.

A good friend, Lambert, was ordained a deacon. And God willing, he will be ordained a priest in June next year. Nothing really miraculous there.

Lambert was my contemporary in San Carlos Seminary. He was, in fact, several years my junior. We were at one time both in the editorial staff of Contemporary Studies, the official publication of San Carlos. Then, we both left the seminary. We both got married. We both pursued corporate careers. But he lost his wife to cancer some eight years ago. And after serious thought, he made up his mind to go back to his roots and see if he could still be a priest.

Lambert was already made – in worldly terms. He had a successful career, both as an executive and an entrepreneur. He had a happy family. Even as a widower, He kept his family close-knit. He could have just spent the rest of his years in leisure and contentment. But there was this persistent voice that was calling him to his original vocation.

God writes straight with crooked lines. It was a long and circuitous road but Lambert is right there now where God wants him to be. There could be many logical or rational or psychological or even social reasons to explain his decision. It is no miracle at all that he is on his way to becoming a priest, today his diaconate being an important step towards that end. Any determined and accomplished person, like Lambert is, can and will be able to achieve whatever he puts his mind and heart to. No big deal. Surely, he is not the first widower to be ordained a priest; nor would he be the last. Nothing extraordinary there. Nothing spectacular nor beyond belief.

And there lies the miracle for me. Lambert had it made. And yet, he chose to do differently. Life is not all about money or success or fame or even the ability to be different and make a difference. There is an alternative lifestyle possible that is not defined by success nor measured in money. And Lambert has chosen that lifestyle now. There can be achievements that do not depend on the adulation and praise of others but on what is deeply embedded in one’s heart and spirit. No fame, fortune or success can replace the what makes one’s heart beat. There is another, perhaps deeper and more meaningful, way of living out one’s life aside from the all too obvious choices the world has to offer. His choice may not be mine. But I am delighted and inspired that Lambert has shown me that there are other choices possible. Always. Choices and possibilities are always miracles for me.

As long as there are choices, there is hope. In a world that is so easily given to despair, any flickering of hope should be welcomed as a miracle of life.

After all these years, Lambert finally fulfills a profound longing that has been gnawing at his innermost. Everyone feels this deep-seated longing. A yearning, often ineffable, but always there. Persistent. Unrelenting. This longing is what brings out the best in people. Like, when they love. Or, when they create. Or, when they serve. Or, when they make themselves less so that others may become more. This giving and this sharing is what brings out the best and the finest in human beings. Lambert is getting a handle on that yearning and giving it flesh through his choice. Whatever brings out the best and the finest, whether in ourselves or in others, is a miracle.

As long as there is that undying longing in the human heart, there will be a need for people who will give expression to this yearning. In a world going blind to values and virtues, it is indeed a miracle when anyone would stand up and fight for these.

Eight years ago, Lambert and his children were devastated by the death of Vilma. Loving wife. Dutiful mother. And now, the three children have again been asked to give up and offer their father for a greater good. There is beauty in Vilma’s death because it made their family stronger. There is grace in their offering their father as a priest for the community of believers because generosity can be such a rare commodity these days. The dying and the giving up are transformed to become beauty and grace. That is a miracle too.

For us to be able face death without fear and give without feeling impoverished, there will always be a need for priests who will guide us along the way. Indeed, the miracle here is when we finally realize that it is giving that we receive and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

 

 

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The Full Moon And The Fullness Of Time

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This weekend saw the biggest super moon for 2017 and the beginning of Advent. This serendipitous convergence is kairos time. Life is unfolding and attaining it fullness in time.

The other weekend, after Thanksgiving, was mostly chronos time. Thanksgiving, the taking time to be grateful and to thank people in our lives is kairos. But the madness that followed was definitely chronos. Black Friday is counting the minutes and the hours. The big deals begin at midnight of Thanksgiving Day. And the deals would expire at a definite time. Black Friday was followed by Cyber Monday. Again, there was a definite start and a deadline for the online madness. Then, as if to salve the consciences of people, Giving Tuesday followed. As if, there is an official start and an expiry date to being generous.

When I go to the office to work, that is chronos.
What time is spend with friends and family, that is kairos.

The time I spend making a living, selling to customers, managing the work of other people is chronos.
The time I waste with my friends or the time I spend unproductively with my family is kairos.

Worrying about month-end deadlines or year-end reports is chronos.
Taking stock at month-end or celebrating the year-end is kairos.

Chronos is not bad. We need that kind of time to be productive and effective.
Kairos can sometimes lapse into fruitless reverie. It must be tempered with what is important and meaningful for me and my life.

 

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Advent Is Kairos Time

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There are two kinds of time: kairos and chronos.

Each day we count is counted in chronos time.
We have used up twenty four hours and 1,440 minutes of our life are gone.
It is past and done. It will never come again.
Each sunset we watch is watched in kairos time.
The colors of a sunset are indistinguishable.
It is like painting the sky with a melted rainbow:
red, orange, yellow, pink, violet mixed in a wild melange of colors,
before turning into purple, then deep blue and black and finally the dark night.
Sunsets are not counted by minutes but by the colors turning into darkness.

Today is the start of the new liturgical year, the beginning of Advent.
The calendar year is reckoned in chronos time.
By December 31st, the year 2017 will be over and done with forever.
The liturgical year is based on kairos time.
Next year, Advent will come again to remind us that
even in the depths of winter, the seeds of a new spring are sprouting.
Nature never hurries and still everything gets done in the fullness of time.
Advent is not counted in days or minutes,
for Advent can take anywhere between 28 and 35 days to happen.
But in those days, the unfolding of the the new life that spring delivers
is surely taking place.

Chronos time is about my age, the years I have lived and the years I still have to live.
Kairos time is about my moments that I treasure and can make happen again and again.

 

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Saint Andrew Apostle

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This is Saint Andrew’s Cross.
Today is the Feast Day of Saint Andrew, the first apostle to be called by Jesus.
He is the patron saint of Scotland, Russia and Greece, places known for rebellions and revolutions.
Today is also dedicated to Andres Bonifacio, the leader of the Philippine Revolution,
He was named after Saint Andrew.

Followers of Christ have often been seen as rebels and revolutionaries.
A serious reading of the gospels will show that the teachings of Christ
are radical, counter-cultural and subversive of the existing order.
He once declared:
“Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth.
I have not come to bring peace, but a sword.”

In my youth, full of idealism and fired with romantic enthusiasm,
I was enamored by Christ the rebel, the revolutionary.
Today, in my old age, I struggle to keep pace with this same Jesus
as I try to live by his words.
Today, I wish for my life to be gentler, kinder, more tender and more loving;
but I am also still inspired by the Christ
who, in righteous anger, cleared the temple of those
who would desecrate the place;
or who willingly laid down his life for his friends.

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Freedom And Nature

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I love nature.
Its beauty is an endless source of inspiration and stimulation for me.
Everything in nature is governed by the laws of nature.
What goes up must come down.
Everything breaks down or dies eventually.
Every living thing is driven by and blindly follows its instincts.
There is beauty in the sunflower always turning its face to the sun.
But it is pure natural law and instinct that makes it do that.

It is autumn and trees shed leaves in a wild profusion of colors.
Winter comes and birds and butterflies migrate to warmer climes.
Even the cells and organs in my body are driven and governed by the laws of nature.
Antibodies are automatically mobilized when my body is invaded by pathogens. Whenever I eat, digestive juices and enzymes are secreted to process my food intake.
My body naturally repairs and makes itself whole again when I rest and go to sleep.

And yet the sum total of all these cells and organs, which is the person that is me,
has the freedom NOT to be driven by instincts.
When I get hungry, I can choose not to eat,
or I can choose what to eat, or how much to eat.
When I get tired, I can choose to rest or go on working to finish any task at hand.
When in heat, animals just succumb to their sexual drives.
I can sublimate mine.
While everything else eventually breaks down and dies,
I shall live forever.
This may sound hard to believe to some, or even many.
But my freedom is one sure sign I shall live forever.

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Gratitude And Generosity

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Thanksgiving is all about gratitude for all our blessings.
So much to be thankful for.
Generosity is the natural companion and complement to gratitude.
Life is indeed a great blessing we should be thankful for.
Unmerited, unexpected, unasked for.
To show real gratitude for the gift of life is to be utterly generous:
to give and not to count the cost,
to fight and not to heed the wounds,
to toil and not to seek for rest,
to labor and not to seek any reward.

Generosity begins not with what I have,
for what I have I can easily lose;
but it begins with what I am inside and who I am,
for it is only myself that I can truly give.
Generosity is measured not by what I give away but by what I keep for myself.
For I can give away from my abundance or even sufficiency.
True generosity happens when even that I can’t afford to give, I give away
and not hold back by keeping some comfort or security for myself.
If I can live with small amounts and simple things,
by reining in my wants and desires,
I will have more that I can share with others.
Generosity springs from poverty of spirit,
which does not mean being poor as having nothing to give
but keeping one’s needs small and simple that I may have more to give.
No one is so poor or so bereft of gifts that he has nothing to give and to share.
Often the things that are really appreciated and sought by others are not material things;
like a smile, a touch, time spent together, company, presence, just being there.
And the more I flex my generosity muscles, the more generous I become.

When Jesus looked up he saw some wealthy people
putting their offerings into the treasury
and he noticed a poor widow putting in two small coins.
He said, “I tell you truly,
this poor widow put in more than all the rest;
for those others have all made offerings from their surplus wealth,
but she, from her poverty, has offered her whole livelihood.”
~ Luke 21:1-4

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A Happy And Blessed Thanksgiving Day

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Life is the greatest gift of all.
Unexpected. Undeserved. Unmerited.
Given to us freely – in love, with love, for love.
It is the wellspring of all the other gifts in our life.

Today, I am specially thankful for the gift of life.
If there is one thing I have learned in life,
It is that life is not meant to be lived alone.
It is meant to be spent in company and in community.
I am thankful for all the persons and relationships in my life
who have given me joy and happiness,
who have made me strong and wise,
who have filled my days with meaning and love,
who have made my life-journey the wonderful and awesome adventure it has been.
Today is the day I pause to count our blessings
and be profoundly thankful for all the gifts and blessings that have come my way.

Often, I get blind sided by my misplaced wants and inordinate desires.
I forget the blessings I have received and continue to receive.
Thanksgiving Day is the opportune time to pause, relish and truly appreciate
‘my one wild and precious life’
and the Source of it all,
the Presence who gives everything as gift.
‘It is right to give Him thanks and praise.’

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Thankful

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I enjoy recalling memories of the past, both happy and sad,
how these have brought color into my life
and helped me become the person I that I am today.
I still have my dreams and aspirations for the future –
these are the people and things why I would get up in the morning.
But memories are in the past and are no more;
they exist only in my mind and in my heart.
My dreams and aspirations are in the future and are not yet;
they exist only in my imagination and in my will.
The only reality I truly have and can work upon is the present,
my here and now.

Life is a great gift and it exists only in the present.
Everything I am and everything I have is but the present.
Sure, I got here because of where I was in the past
and it is from here that I will walk into my future.
But everything that happens to me happens here and now.
Here is the best time to be happy.
Not yesterday.
Not tomorrow.
Now is the best time to be good.
Not yesterday.
Not tomorrow.

I relish the present moment with deep gratitude and heartfelt thanksgiving.
I make this present moment count like it were my only moment.
This present moment is my eternity as well.

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In Love With Creation

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Everything in the universe is in constant movement
from the smallest quark to the biggest black hole.
For some, the movements are random and chaotic like sub-atomic particles.
For others, including myself, there is a certain beat, rhythm,
almost a like song or a melody that goes with the movement
– the hymn of the universe.
And somehow, somewhere, there is interconnectedness in all the movements
so that the cries of a baby aborning or aborted
triggers the death throes of an exploding supernova.
And all of this beauty and awesomeness will go on forever.

O God, Creator of all that exists,
You created me in your image and likeness.
In the fullness of time, Your time,
You will bring me to completion and perfection,
when I shall share in Your eternal life,
beyond this time and space I now live in.
You are the God of all that exists.
You are the God of the living. 

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