Contemplating the Call of Matthew.

“Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?” When Jesus saw Matthew, sitting at his customs table, Jesus must have seen how the people despised this tax collector. Jesus had to sense that this kind of resentment and rejection did things to a tax collector. He had to immediately feel compassion on Matthew and what it had done to him. Had it made him defensive and thick skinned? Had he become gruff and insensitive to others? Did he bark and push others away?

I imagine that the first thing Matthew noticed was how Jesus was looking at him. Could it have been that the first experience Matthew had of Jesus was that Jesus was simply looking at him in a way no one had ever looked at him? When their eyes met, Matthew must have seen love and compassion, not blame and judgment. Jesus did not look on him with hate and contempt. Jesus simply looked at him with care.

As I picture the scene, Matthew immediately sensed that Jesus somehow understood the predicament he was in. He got himself into this and he'd not been an attractive character at all. He played the role people had put him in. But, Jesus didn't fix him in that role somehow. Before he uttered a word, Jesus' eyes must have said to Matthew, "I know this isn't really you. I understand how much playing this role is distorting you, souring you, hardening you." It was as though Jesus' face, and the sadness it revealed, reflected the sadness in Matthew's heart.

"Follow me." The words must have made their ways straight to Matthew's heart. Never had his heart been so opened by such understanding, compassion and loving acceptance. For a moment, he must have thought, "Me? I'm just a ... I can't change ... I'm stuck here ... And, what'll they say about ..." But, those protests surely were replaced with something responding from deep inside that welcomed this call, this liberation, this vote of confidence more than anything in the world. Without a word, with their eyes still locked in that communication of intimacy, Matthew's heart said, "Yes! Amen! I'm yours!" Nothing else had a hold on him. There were no excuses, doubts or fears. Matthew had been healed as he had been called. His yes was his surrender to being loved.

Can we look up from our own custom table today and see Jesus looking at us with compassion and love? He knows and understands whatever has us locked into roles, images, patterns that aren't very attractive and that we don't really like about ourselves. Can we let ourselves experience and feel his love? On the other side of that loving acceptance, there's a freedom to imagine him calling us today, in our situation, and say "Follow me."

Reflection on the Most Lovable Heart of Jesus.

We have three Hearts to adore in our Savior which, nevertheless, are but one single Heart by their intimate union. The first is his divine Heart, which is God, for God is love; it is also the eternal love of the Word in the bosom of the Father which, with the love of the Father, is the source of the Spirit. The second is his spiritual Heart, which is the higher function of his soul, where the Holy Spirit wonderfully lives and reigns, and concentrates the treasures of the wisdom and knowledge of God; it is also his human will, whose work is love, love to the extent of laying down his life for us in obedience to the Father. Finally, the third is the organ of the body, hypostatically united to the Word, shaped by the Holy Spirit from the blood of his loving mother and pierced by a lance on the cross.

The most lovable Heart of Jesus is a furnace of love. He loves the Father eternally, immensely, and infinitely. He loves his Mother without measure or limit, which is abundantly proven by the inconceivable graces he has granted her. He also loves the Church—triumphant, suffering and militant—whose sacraments, especially the Eucharist, which is a summary of all the wonders of God’s goodness, are so many inexhaustible sources of grace and holiness flowing, as from an ocean, from the Sacred Heart of our Savior. Finally, he loves each and every one of us as he is loved by the Father. That is why he did everything and suffered everything to withdraw us from the abyss of evil in which we have been thrown by our sinfulness, and made us children of God, members of Christ, heirs of God with Christ, having the same kingdom that the Father gave his Son.

Our duty to this most loving Heart consists in this: that we adore him, praise him, bless him, glorify him, give him thanks and ask his forgiveness for ail that he suffered because of our sins; also, that we offer him, in atonement, all the joy given him by those who love and all the affliction endured by us for the sake of his love; and finally, that we love him fervently. We must also make use of this Heart, because it is ours: the eternal Father, the Holy Spirit, Mary, and Jesus himself have given it to us, to be our refuge in need, our revelation in doubt, and our treasure in difficulty. Moreover, they gave it to us not only to be the model and norm of our life, but also to be our very own Heart, so that we might, through this wonderful Heart, fulfill our duty to God and neighbor.

The importance of the birth of St. John the Baptist.

The Church observes the birth of John as a hallowed event. We have no such commemoration for any other fathers; but it is significant that we celebrate the birthdays of John and of Jesus. This day cannot be passed by. And even if my explanation does not match the dignity of the feast, you may still meditate on it with great depth and profit.

John is born of a woman too old for childbirth; Christ was born of a youthful virgin. The news of John’s birth was met with incredulity, and his father was struck dumb. Christ’s birth was believed, and he was conceived through faith.

John, then, appears as the boundary between the two testaments, the old and the new. That he is a sort of boundary the Lord himself bears witness, when he speaks of the law and the prophets up until John the Baptist. Thus he represents times past and is the herald of the new era to come. As a representative of the past, he is born of aged parents; as herald of the new, he is declared to be a prophet while still in his mother’s womb. For when yet unborn, he leapt in his mother’s womb at the arrival of blessed Mary. In that womb he had already been designated a prophet, even before he was born; it was revealed that he was to be Christ’s precursor, before they ever saw one another. These are divine happenings, going beyond the limits of our human fraility. Eventually he is born, he receives his name, his father’s tongue is loosened. See how these events reflect reality.

Zechariah is silent and loses his voice until John, the precursor of the Lord, is born and restores his voice. The silence of Zechariah is nothing but the age of prophecy lying hidden, obscured, as it were, and concealed before the preaching of Christ. At John’s arrival, it becomes clear when the one who was being prophesied is about to come. The release of Zechariah’s voice at the birth of John is a parallel to the rending of the veil at Christ’s crucifixion. If John were announcing his own coming, Zechariah’s lips would not have been opened. The tongue is loosened because a voice is born. For when John was preaching the Lord’s coming he was asked: Who are you? And he replied: I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness. The voice is John, but the Lord in the beginning was the Word. John was a voice that lasted only for a time; Christ, the Word in the beginning, is eternal.

Corpus Christi Reflection.

Eating is important stuff, but there is also something very intimate about it. What I mean to say is that you don’t typically invite people over for dinner if you don’t like them because sharing food together is something that is communal and it’s also a gesture of friendship and love.  For this reason, the words “Can you stay for dinner?” are the most Christian words we can say to another person.

What, then, does it mean for Christ to invite us to share in a meal that is Himself? It means that we are His friends and that He loves us. It means that no matter how many times we fail
to follow Him through sin, He always invites us back to His table where He Himself nourishes and strengthens us.

Because of what this sacrament means and the way in which it draws us both closer to Christ and to each other, I think of this as the most beautiful sacrament entrusted to the Church by Jesus. But at the same time, this sacrament presents one of the biggest issues in the Church. I love to talk about the experience of receiving Our Lord rather than define what the Catholic Church teaches about transubstantiation and the nature of the Eucharist. Why? Because we already don’t fully perceive Christ in the Eucharist! We know through faith that Jesus is truly present, but our senses do not perceive it. So, then, if we look at the Eucharist only through the lens of study, we can still fail to realize what a gift and what a mystery this sacrament truly is for us.

Transubstantiation is not some distant, abstract doctrine that must be memorized. It is a wonderful reality that takes place at every Mass. It is something we must all undergo: a transformation of ordinary bread and wine that, when received with faith and love, has the power to transform even the most hardened of hearts and the most unrepentant of sinners.

One of the things that amazes me about us human beings is how forgetful and ungrateful we can be. How many times have we sat through Mass, persevered through the homily, waited in line, heard the priest or lay minister say “The Body of Christ”, and then stuck out our hands thinking yeah, okay, whatever “Amen”? I’m not pointing any fingers at anyone here except myself, because I’ve done this often. But do you ever stop and think about Who you’re receiving? Does it ever strike you as you hold the consecrated Host that you hold Jesus Christ in your hands?

Jesus shows us a tremendous amount of love in this sacrament, so much so that it’s far beyond words. He is the God of the universe, and yet He humbles Himself. He is the Almighty, and yet He deigns to come to us, His creatures, as food. What more could we possibly ask for? Our God comes to us to give Himself to us Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity. What more could we ever want?

Dahilan kumbakit pumupunta ako ng simbahan.

Hindi ako pumupunta ng simbahan dahil pinilit ako. Hindi ako pumupunta ng simbahan dahil natatakot ako sa impyerno kapag hindi ako pumunta. Hindi ako pumupunta dahil feeling ko banal o relihiyoso ako.

Pumupunta ako ng simbahan dahil gusto kong bigyang-dangal ang Diyos na pinananaligan ko. Para sa akin, talagang naririto ang Diyos gaya ng talagang naririto't nakikita natin ang araw; sa pamamagitan Niya, nakikita natin ang lahat ng bagay. Mararamdaman ang presensya ng Diyos sa marahang ihip ng hangin, sa paboritong kanta, kahit sa biglang sumusulpot na advertisement sa YouTube (pero hindi nakakainis ang Diyos). Pumupunta ako sa simbahan upang manalangin at magpuri sa Diyos kasama ang ibang tao, dahil hindi ako nag-iisa sa paglalakbay ko sa buhay. Iba't ibang edad, lahi, mukha at mga paniniwala sa buhay ang pinagsasama't pinag-iisa ni Hesus, na siyang tunay na nagmamahal maging sino man tayo.

Higit sa lahat, pumupunta ako ng simbahan upang tanggapin ang Eukaristiya - ang Katawan at Dugo, Espiritu at Kabanalan ni Hesus. Inaalala ko ang pagmamahal ni Hesus, maging hanggang sa kanyang kamatayan. Sobrang hinahangad ko laging makatanggap ng Komunyon; hindi lang siya basta wafer kundi tunay na presensya ni Hesus sa anyo ng tinapay. Sa pagdiriwang ng Banal na Hapunan laging nasa ating piling ang Diyos.

Inaanyayahan ko kayo, maging Katoliko man o hindi, na magtungo ngayong Linggo sa inyo-inyong simbahan. Hayaan ninyong kausapin kayo ng Diyos, sa pinakakakaibang paraan. Mahalin natin ang mga paniniwala't tradisyon ng mga Kristiyano. Tayo'y mga anak ng iisang Diyos. At dahil sa pagpapadala ng Diyos sa Banal na Espiritu, tayo ngayon ay napagsasama't napag-iisa.

Maligayang Araw sa Banal na Simbahang Katolika! Ang kaisa-isa, tunay na apostolikong Simbahang itinatag mismo ni Hesus.

Aba Ginoong Maria.

ABA GINOONG MARIA. Sa aking palagay, malamang ito ang isa sa mga unang panalangin itunuro sa atin ng ating mga magulang. Isang panalanging ipinasa sa ating mga lolo at lola, ng kanilang mga lola at lolo. Ilang beses ko na rin kasing nasaksihan ito sa aming parokya. Kung paano itinuturo ng isang ina o isang ama ang panalanging ito sa kanyang anak. Bago umalis ng bahay at pumasok sa paaralan. Bago kumain ng hapunan matapos maglaro. Bago matulog matapos gawin ang assignment.

Malamang, unang nagisnan din natin ang panalanging ito mula sa mga madre at mga katekista. Sa unang pagtanggap natin ng mga sakramento ng simbahan. Sa binyag. Sa unang kumpisal. Sa ating first communion. At tila nga nakagisnan na rin natin ang panalanging ito sa iba’t ibang panahon ng ating simbahan. Tuwing Oktubre. Tuwing Pasko at Bagong Taon. Tuwing Biyernes Santo at Linggo ng Muling Pagkabuhay.


Madalas nga, hindi tayo malay na isinasambit na pala natin ang panalanging ito sa samu’t saring ritwal nating mga Pinoy. Bilang panghele sa anak. Habang nagbabantay sa ospital. Habang nakasakay sa FX papuntang opisina. Madalas, nananalangin tayo sa ating Mahal na Ina, kung may hinihiling tayo. Bago tayo mag-abroad para magtrabaho ay dinadalaw natin siya sa Antipolo. Bago tayo mag job interview ay nagno-nobena tayo sa Baclaran. Bago tayo mag-board exam ay dumadayo pa tayo sa Manaoag. 


Napapansin ko nga, madalas may mga rosaryong nakatago sa ating mga bulsa. Lalo nga itong patagong nakalihim sa bulsa ng mga kalalakihan o lantaran na ring nakasabit sa mga motorbike. Ginagamit man natin itong agimat o panlaban sa masama. Ito ang ating dala-dala, construction worker man tayo sa site o sales lady sa isang department store. At inilalabas mula sa taguan at idinadasal habang nakatirik ang dyip sa trapik. O di naman kaya’y kung tayo ay pauwi na, sakay sa MRT.

At madalas kung tayo’y nagkaka-krisis bilang pamilya o sambayanan, ito ang panalanging paulit-ulit nating binabanggit. Nakakailang Aba Ginoong Maria kaya ang isang ina habang hinihintay ang resulta ng kanyang biopsy test? Nakakailang Aba Ginoong Maria kaya ang isang tatay habang isinusugod ang anak na naaksidente at duguan? At nakakailang Aba Ginong Maria kaya ang isang binata habang hinihintay niya ang sagot ng kasintahang nililigawan?

At kung titingnan natin ang kasaysayan ng ating bansa, ilang daang Aba Ginoong Maria kaya ang isinamo ng mga katipunero para makamit ang kalayaan? Ilang daang Aba Ginoong Maria kaya ang ipinalangin ng mga gerilya sa gitna ng digmaan? At ilang libong Aba Ginoong Maria kaya ang isinamo sa EDSA noong 1986 at 2001 sa gitna ng di katiyakan at pag-aalinlangan?
Kung ito ang panalanging ating unang natutunan, tila ito rin ang huling panalanging ating isinasambit sa bingit ng kamatayan. Nabalitaan natin noon kung paano yumao si Pangulong Cory Aquino. Sa ikalimang misteryo ng hapis, huling huminga raw ang ating mahal na Pangulo. At sa mga sumunod na araw, ating nasaksihan kung paano inihatid ng panalanging ito si Tita Cory mula simbahan hanggang sa kanyang huling hantungan. 

Bakit kaya malapit sa ating mga puso ang panalanging ito? Sa aking palagay, may tatlong dahilan kung bakit nakagisnan at nakaukit na sa ating mga puso ang panalangin ni Maria. Unang dahilan: dahil sa biyaya at pangako. Ikalawang dahilan: dahil sa galak at pasasalamat. At ikatlong dahilan: dahil sa pagsamo at pagapapaubaya. 

At habang patuloy nating dinarasal ang Aba Ginoong Maria, mamumulat tayo na lalalim ang ating pananampalataya, pag-asa at pagmamahal. Sa gitna ng biyaya at pangako, namamayani pala ang pananampalataya. Sa gitna ng galak at pasasalamat, matatagpuan pala ang pag-asa. At sa gitna ng pagsamo at pagpapaubaya, magwawagi pala ang pagmamahal. 

Kaya naman, hanggang may isang batang nagdarasal ng Aba Ginoong Maria nang buong pananampalataya, malalampasan natin ang disyerto at makakamit natin ang lupang pangako. Naniniwala akong hanggang may isang binatang nakaluhod at nagdarasal ng Aba Ginoong Maria, may pag-asa pa rin ang ating bayan. At hanggang may isang lolo na nagdarasal ng Aba Ginoong Maria sa tabi ng kanyang irog, limampung taon na ang nakararaan, mamamayani pa rin ang pagmamahal natin sa kapuwa at sa bayan.

Kaya marahil sa kasaysayan ng ating mga pamilya at sa kasaysayan ng bayan, tugmang-tugma ang panalanging ito. Sa panahon man ng kagipitan at di katiyakan, nariyan ang ating Mahal na Ina. Akmang-akma ang panalanging ito, maging isa man tayong sundalong isinabak sa Mindanao, o isang pulis na gustong manatiling tapat kahit corrupt na ang hepe ng kanyang himpilan. Tugmang-tugma ang panalanging ito, maging estudyante man tayo ng Ateneo, taas-noong inaawit pa rin ito sa gitna ng pagkatalo o di kaya’y isang sastre sa Sapang Palay, tuwang-tuwa na nakapasa ang kanyang anak sa UP. At masasamahan tayo ng panalanging ito sa gitna ng kadiliman at kahirapan. Sa simbahan na matatagpuan sa tagpi-tagping barung-barong sa Navotas na malapit nang ma-demolish. O di kaya’y sa mga nagsisilakihang mga simbahan sa Roma at Milan, punung-puno ng ating mga kababayang sabik umuwi dahil malayo sa mga pinanggalingan. Mapapasaatin ang panalanging ito sa gitna ng paghahanap natin ng kasagutan sa napakasalimuot na suliranin ng ating bayan. Sa gitna ng mga tanong na tila walang kasagutan.

Batid kong lahat tayo ay may mga ipinapanalanging mga biyaya at pangako. Batid kong lahat tayo ay may nais ipaabot na galak at pasasalamat. At batid kong lahat tayo ay may itinatagong mga pagsamo at pagpapapaubaya. Kaya’t sa gitna ng katahimikan at sa gabay ng ating Mahal na Ina, taglay ang pananampalataya, pag-asa at pagmamahal, lagi at lagi sana tayong manalangin:

Aba Ginoong Maria, napupuno ka ng grasya.
Ang Panginoong Diyos ay sumasaiyo.
Bukod kang pinagpala sa babaeng lahat
At pinagpala rin naman ang iyong Anak na si Hesus.
Santa Maria, Ina ng Diyos.
Ipanalangin mo kaming makasalanan.
Ngayon at kung kami’y mamamatay.
Amen.

Panalangin sa Araw ng mga Ina

Diyos na pinagmumulan ng Buhay
Diyos ng mga babaeng banal tulad nina Sara, Ruth, at Rebecca.
Diyos ni Elisabet na ina ni Juan Bautista

Diyos ng Mahal na Birheng Maria na ina ng iyong Anak na si Hesu-Kristo,
dinggin po ninyo ang aming panalangin, at pagkalooban ng pagbabasbas
ang lahat ng mga ina at lolang natitipon sa lugar na ito.

Basbasan mo po sila ng lakas na nagmumula sa iyong Banal na Espiritu
sapagkat sa pamamagitan nila natutunan ng mga anak at apo
kung paanong tumayo at lumakad,
kung paanong magsalita at maglaro,
at kung paanong makalapit sa Iyong banal na harapan
sa pamamagitan ng tapat na pananalangin.

Pagkalooban mo po sila ng biyayang makiisa sa Iyong Banal na Hapag
at matanggap ang Pagkaing nagbibigay buhay
sapagkat sila ang mga nagtaguyod at nagpakain sa amin
at sila din ang nagturo sa amin kung paanong itaguyod ang aming mga sarili
at ang aming mga pamilya.

Pagkalooban mo po sila ng kalusugan at kapayapaan,
ng galak at kaligayahan,
at ng pagkakataong kami’y kanilang maipagmalaki bilang mga anak.

Pagkalooban mo din po sila ng mga kaibigang mananatiling tapat
upang kanilang patuloy na madama ang Iyong pagkalinga’t pagmamahal.

Gayundin aming isinasama sa panalangin ang mga babaeng walang nakakaalaala
lalo na ang mga tahimik na itinataguyod ang kanilang pamilya,
naglilingkod ng may kababaang-loob, at nagtitiis ng hirap sa buhay para sa kapakanan ng kanilang asawa’t mga anak.

Kaya ang aming hiling, O Diyos ng kadalisayan,
na ika’y manahan sa aming lahat na naririto,
sa ngalan ng Ama, at ng Anak, at ng Espiritu Santo. Amen.

Ina ng mga Walang Mag-ampon, ipanalangin mo kami.