Friday, January 28, 2011

reECHO


What would you feel when you’ll be told that you’ll attend a nationwide convention in Manila, that you’re chosen among the many to represent not just the seminary, but the island of Mindanao as well? The word “Manila” gave me joy: “Pangalan pa lang ulam na!” The word “represent” led me to the usual feeling of unworthiness and fear: “What if I fail to gratify their expectations?” The word “Mindanao” led me to pride and excitement by the fact that “they’ll surely listen to what we’re going to say”. But, the word “research” initially led me to anxiety and inner objection: “Why me? This would be another task aside from my other offices. This will surely devour a large amount of my precious time and attention intended for compre reviews and synthesis paper. Indeed, many siestas and even sports schedules were sacrificed due to fast-approaching deadlines. I envied my fellow brothers seeing them freely enjoying the games and outings, chatting on patios, and enjoying early vacation during the semestral and Christmas breaks, while I struggled with articles and books inside my room. Much more when I learned that I would be reporting it in front of “brilliant” people, I grumbled all the more: “Ako ra man sige, aren’t we all trained here to become competent leaders!” Even the idea that we would be representing the seminary and Mindanao caused a difficult time for us to look and suggest for the most suitable theme and context for our paper. The evolution of ideas was never never easy; not just one draft but numerous drafts were assessed before we finally came up into what we considered a Spirit-inspired research paper. Now, with all these struggles, I could have surrendered, BUT something greater inside told me not to give up. What sustained me? Here’s the good news: My prayer life, first and foremost, my relationship with God. His patient embraces and tapping during my prayers lifted my head up high. With that, thanks to my SD. He even used my IC director to tell me that I should not complain but rather say, “Another task is given to me, thank you Lord for the opportunity!” And being chosen to head the team, God used my GA experience and transformed me into a person who controlled the situation rather than be overcome by the situation, especially during that time when the 3 of us were really on the point of giving up because we felt we couldn’t continue it anymore. He was the greater part who empowered each one of us, “Kaya nato ni!” Despite the nervousness, that empowering consciousness that “the Spirit of the Lord is upon me” enabled our trembling knees to withstand and face their questions during our paper presentation on the afternoon of January 13. At this moment, we would like to grab the opportunity to acknowledge the humble and even sleepless efforts of Fr. Frank, whose brilliance, generosity, creativity and patience made our paper gain an “international” standard. He really deserves a very warm round of applause from all of us. Thanks also to Eric, whose “magis” added more pride to our powerpoint presentation. And thanks to all of you for your prayers. This shows that we are not doing and could never do it by ourselves alone. The paper was a collective work; that was the seminary’s paper; we are your delegates; I am just your presenter. For sure, if I were not helped by the seminary formation; if I were not aware that it is God’s work not mine, if I were not aware of His presence, then I could have claimed this as my own.
My dear sister and brothers, the Holy Triune God was really present in our experience before, during, and after the conference; by the mere fact that He balanced our differences. Just imagine how our Lord balanced and harmonized Jay.2 who was conceived without original sin with Fr. Frank “na alam ang mga maliliwanag at madidilim na sulok ng Kamaynilaan.” Imagine how He was able to harmonize the diverse delegates composed of religious brothers and sisters, lay people, young seminarians, priests, Episcopalians, and bishops. Many rich insights had come out during the conference, but allow me to focus on this one learning experience that helped me understand what PCP II truly is, and that is, from par. 91 to 97: Equality in Dignity; Unity in Diversity. For, of course, aside from the religious sisters and women, we could no longer identify who among the men were priests or not. It was only our IDs that identified our titles as priests or bishops or religious superiors. Beyond our IDs were humble people. And I didn’t hear any complain or sense of authoritarianism from the delegates. Everybody shook hands with anyone. Dongkis related, conversed, and laughed with Fr. James Kroeger just naturally. We were treated equally, everyone acted as equals. Even the mood of the conferences, which we thought at first that it would be very very serious, turned out to be moments of laughter. Even the selection of speakers and their talks turned out to be a balance of doctrine and praxis; from ArchB Legaspi (the father of PCP2) to Rissa Singson-Kawpeng of Kerygma magazine. Truly, as one speaker exclaimed, “The Spirit of the Lord lives on!” It was as if the Lord was telling us that “these COMMUNION and DIALOGUE that you experienced are the values you should bring as you go home to your different seminaries and apostolates in order to keep the torch of PCP2 burning in our local Church. For how important DIALOGUE and COMMUNION are my dear brothers? The delegates’ expression of disunity, the no-dialogue and no-communion between the parish priest and parishioners seemed to be a broken record during the conference. Without dialogue and communion, the vision for a Church of the Poor will never sustain. So, allow me to present to you my learnings which we can bring and adapt to our four aspects of seminary formation:
1. Our pastoral life. A few lay people expressed during the open forum that the presentation of some bishops and priests during the talks were too high, too theological for the ordinary lay to grasp. So, in our apostolates, let us learn to use simple stories, simple translations that speak the language of the people we serve. Even the use of words, they have power, and sometimes we are not aware of it. For example, a speaker suggested the use of “have-more” and “have-less” than using the terms rich and poor, because as PCP2 affirms, tanan adunay mahatag; walay tawo nga wala. Even the use of 1st or 2nd class baptism be avoided, and many others. As Fr. Dexter Prudenciano said, “Hindi lang sana tayo bumabad (immerse) sa mga tao, pero mamuhay tayo (we live with them).” Fr. Daniel Pilario rightfully said, “The problem is not that Jesus is male (hindi na mababago yan). The problem is that the males today are not like Jesus.” A parishioner called our attention, she said, “Padre, samahan nyo kami sa BEC, sana wag kayong malayo sa amin.”
2. In our human-spiritual life. If I’m going to summarize the introduction I delivered a while ago, it was a struggle of LOW SELF-ESTEEM. We are aware that our issues hinder us to go beyond ourselves. So, my dear brothers, let us continue to be open to the seminary formation, let us continue to be open to God; nourish that relationship first and foremost! Trust in Him. And always remember, that we are doing God’s work, not our own, so we are not alone. As my t-shirt says, from Fr. Arrupe, “Stay in love, and it will decide everything!”
3. And lastly, in our academic life. This is very important, and we learned it there. During the conference, we were constantly reminded that we are not allowed to ask the complete copy of the speaker’s talk, only abstracts would be provided. This probably would connect to what our Fr. Rector mentioned about the weight of plagiarism. Let’s do something about it. Another one is the importance of our Propaedeutic classes. One of the causes of my worry before the conference was my not-so-smooth English skills in relating with people. “Maka-nose bleed ang mga tawo didto.” Brothers, let us nurture our English skills. In the future, as priests, we’ll not only be sent to far-flung barrios. Our faithfulness to learning the English language will surely be a helpful tool for us to confidently face any place in the world. And lastly, the importance of reading and incorporating the PCP2 documents into our academic curriculum. Bishop Teodoro Bacani proposed that every seminarian should read PCP2. Hindi natin pinapahalagahan ang sariling yaman. It’s up for the faculty to decide on this important matter.
Conclusion. As regards the research paper, yes, it was a contest and we don’t have the results yet. So, whether we win or not, we hope that the words you have heard from us tonight will enlighten all of us that we are truly not making it primarily for the contest but for the glory and proclamation of God’s kingdom and salvation of all peoples especially here in Mindanao. Let me end by quoting what Bp. Broderick Pabillo exhorted during his homily: “Now that you have heard all these things, harden not your hearts.”

Monday, November 22, 2010

a BLESSING OF PEACE for you my friend...


May the gentle wind of the morning wake you up with a joyful heart, and rise to meet the day with God touching your lips with the word of praise and love.
May the blessing of God's peace touch your soul to let flow a smile for those you meet today.
May your heart be filled with compassion to extend an ever-open hand to those who are hungry and thirsty.
May the cross of the Lord shower you with the strength to move on as you face the toil of the day.
With God's tender hand knocking at the door of your soul, may you be open with those who have the heart to listen, that you may not feel alone.
And in your darkest hour, the openness of your heart may be filled with the warm embrace of the Spirit.
May the holy angels watch over you and guide you safe through the night, to let a healthy soul breathe again so refreshed to glorify God throughout another day.
AMEN.

Monday, October 18, 2010

S.A.L.A.G.


We call ourselves S.A.L.A.G.
Suloguon’g Angayan’g Ligdungon Alang sa Ginoo.
[A Servant Formed to Become Worthy and Upright for the Lord.]

SALAG is a Cebuano word which means “a bird’s nest”.

Just as the “sparrow finds a home for her young” [Psalm 84], we too find ourselves resting safe in this place we call home – our NEST…
…where we allow ourselves to be formed…
…to mature and soar high in the wide skies…
…as God’s worthy and upright servants for the people entrusted to our care…

“How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord Mighty God, Lord of All!” Psalm 84:1

Thursday, October 14, 2010

LET’S CALL IT A DAY!


HEAD. HEART. HAND. These comprise my three points. One of the guest-priests brought this up during one of our sessions in Pastoral Management. He shared, based on experience, that these are the presbyter’s tools in parish leadership. So, allow me to use these three human body parts which, for me, embrace what a pastor is called to be, both passively and actively. But let me express these three points in an unorthodox manner of literature; this time, in a conversational way. The style will be very elementary, but I believe that in its simplicity there is beauty and depth in facilitating a pastor’s nourishment of his identity. This is just one parochial vicar saying through his body’s three essential parts in his daily life and ministry. More importantly, each body part will be inspired, according to its need, by St. John Vianney’s Act of Love to God…
The bells ring; a wonderful Sunday has dawned. The three yawn as they rise from bed. Then they kneel down to start another magnificent day…
HEART: “O my God, if my tongue cannot say in every moment that I love You, I want my heart to repeat it to You as often as I draw breath.”
HEAD: If I don’t cling to Him, I am nothing.
HEART: Time to celebrate Mass! I will celebrate Mass unhurriedly and full of heart.
HEART: As I sit down, I see in front of me couples dear to each other…make me smile and thank God, for I remember my overflowing gift of celibacy…”Deny yourself…and follow me.” What a joyful following! Then, suddenly, enters my past of unfaithfulness to such gift. But the Lord immediately intervenes, “I accept you as you are, you are good and precious in my eyes.” Not my fidelity to God, but God’s fidelity in me. He does not give me up. So, I’ll be aware of my boundaries. I am at home with my solitude. I will commit for healthy inclusive relationship.
HEAD: From and for God’s glory, I have prepared a good homily. Though..I can’t please everybody, well…it’s God’s work.
HEAD: I can just get money from the collection box anytime I want. But I prefer to be honest.
HAND: “The Mass is ended…” I will stay for a while to greet the people. To know them, I mingle with them. For I a presbyter, I do not just say Mass! The FR. is not just a title, it’s my LIFE!
HEART: Time for breakfast! It’s inspiring to nourish eating together with my parish priest; an excellent avenue to share, open up, dialogue of strengths and weaknesses; it’s a way of helping and understanding each other…good camaraderie!
HEAD: Now, breakfast is done. Time management is very important! PPC and PFC meeting is at 8:30.
HAND: I will attend and be there at the meeting…as a shepherd…as an example…
HEAD: Arguments arise during the meeting…discernment helps: If it’s God’s will, it will prosper. “Who are my people?” I have to know them and consult their situation and never change or impose immediately, so that they identify themselves with the project. For from it flow creative and resourceful planning strategies. When difficulties arise, I’ll be consulting my elder priests.
HEART: My zealous presence with them will hopefully enliven them.
HEAD: They need theology; so I am prepared and had done research.
HEAD: The PFC president approaches. Transparency and proper financial management!
HEART: Yes! From there, people just give and cooperate freely without me expecting and asking from them. Their trust will grow deeper and deeper. And I will acknowledge even the smallest donations.
HEAD: I am not superman, and thus I will empower lay collaborators and not get insecure by their competent skills; it’s participatory leadership. Meeting’s done, everyone’s inspired and invigorated.
HAND: Now, I’m in my office. A government official enters my office and offers help. I will collaborate and do constant dialogue and networking with them; for we share a common task: for the good and salvation of every person.
HEART: A couple-to-be-wed comes in and asks for assistance. I will not make the sacraments difficult for them.
HAND: A rich benefactor comes in and offers help. “Please don’t give for myself Madam.” I will live simply and, according to my needs, avoid excess and luxury. I won’t bring anything from the parish when I leave soon. Yes, I’ll be receiving, yet it will be very little for myself but much for the people, even the most beautiful things.
HEART: My convent staff has been so good and loving to me. They do zealously what I ask from them.
HAND: So, time for outing and unwinding…to the beach! I am used to asking and receiving. This time, I also give.
HEAD: It will not just be mere fun, but a good avenue for feed backing and assessment. Healthy maturity calls me to be open to their fraternal words.
HAND: Lunch has passed. There’s a sick call. No more siestas. Then, struggles of weariness lurk within…looking for someone to devour…ever ready to demolish every time I give in to my weaknesses.
HEART: Don’t worry…God has His own way…just be there… Hey! My batch mate sent a message! It’s giving me joy and a “tap” on my shoulder. They’re here for me! How invigorating!
HAND: I’ll be going to the farthest Chapel for a Mass there…it will not be that easy, insurgents could just kill me anytime…and how a 20-peso Mass offering compensate for my 60-peso fuel charges?
HEAD: But, no matter what, I have prepared a good homily for them, from and for God’s greater glory!
HAND: “I love You, O infinitely lovable God, and I prefer to die loving You than to live one instant without loving You.”
HEART: How vulnerable they are! I love my sheep! I can’t imagine scolding these people who have been so excited to see me… I am telling them about the forthcoming reshuffling…yes, letting go. But for now, with my sheep, allow me to openly and authentically cry. I won’t leave a statue of accomplishments here! They then say that I am better than the previous one. “No, he is unique too!” I won’t discredit my brother priests. I won’t be selfish, and so I allow them to express their gratitude through a despedida than leaving at midnight without anybody knowing it just because I don’t want to feel pain.
HEAD: It’s me learning from them, not vice versa…
HAND: My parishioners had just been struck with calamity…there was death…loss of belongings. I will go…empower my parishioners and extend help to them. “Go in peace to love and serve the Lord…”
HEART: …and embrace and make them feel that God indeed is present and one with them in their grief…
HEAD: O it’s already 4 o clock. From census, I learned that there have been bystanders standing idle everyday…and tensions from brethren of other denominations might cause more divisions…. If there’s a problem, do something; I am so inspired by Fr. Vianney’s exemplary way of doing something to get people away from gambling and other vices during his time.
HEART: Aha! Ecumenism! Creativity! Befriending them over pride and unhealthy competition!
HAND: Organize sports with them! Or music helps! They are encouraged to follow the Lord, because they experienced the love of God!
HEART: Mass at 6! I feel the emptiness in my heart whenever I couldn’t celebrate Mass. There’s a danger in leaning towards mere functionality. So, every time I say Mass, I really pray…
HAND: TO SERVE God is to risk and offer life…
HEAD: O yes! Politics issues! Threats are anywhere! But, as a pastor, I can’ help but cite morality “because I am concerned of your salvation.”
HEART: After Mass, there’s confession. I will make it heaven for them. And how unspeakably joyful it is to gaze upon a penitent comforted, consoled and reconciled back to God!
HEART: Dinner time! And with us is the bishop! He visits us! His presence itself is relieving and assuring!
HEAD: He opens up about reshuffling!
HEART: Obedience!
HEAD: Yes, there will be a conflict of my own desires.
HAND: “Thank you Bishop!” I won’t say “I can’t do anything on my next assignment,” but rather “I can do so many things!”
HEART: Whatever you say, wherever you put me, I’ll be disposed to where I’ll be led…
HEAD: Thank you Bishop for coming! Whew! What a day, isn’t it? But…what am I going to do next? I feel a space within, after all the busy-ness, here I am alone…I feel like filling this gap…
HAND: Very tempting to go to the club, drink beer, and fill the gap with my friends!
HEART: But no, tomorrow is rest day. Brother priests will gather together and play! That is my community! That is where I belong! That is also where I draw inspiration and strength!
HEAD: So…tired?
HAND: Nope! Because I enjoyed the very things I am doing! Challenging but fulfilling isn’t it?
HEART: Yes! So, let’s call it a day! Indeed, the Lord’s Day! Shall we kneel before we go to bed?
HEAD: “And as I approach my end, I beg You to increase and perfect my love of You.” Amen.
LORD: (Smiles and taps the shoulder of the pastor sound asleep) Well done My boy! I love you very much!

Since this refreshment is for every servant-leader, this will also be my identity; I am unique. With the help of the grace of God, He’ll use the giftedness He shared with me…from the rising of the sun to its setting…

TRUSTFUL ACCEPTANCE


Acceptance as to who we are is easier said than done, isn't it? Was there a time in our lives that we didn’t accept our painful experiences as part of God’s plan? Realistically speaking, some of us probably asked, "Is it part of God’s plan that I share with Ate Venus or SD my darkest, painful and shameful secrets? Is this what it takes to be a Christian? My brothers, it is not easy to embrace them as part of our vocation. It will really take time for us to accept such painful experiences. (Only) last May, during the Vianney month, I was able to embrace all my ups and downs and firmly declare that indeed God already formed and called me even before I was born. To accept our call as Christians, the first reading today assures us that "there is a season for everything...there is a time to be born and a time to die...a time to weep and a time to laugh...a time to break down and a time to build up..." and remember this, that "God has made everything suitable for its time." See how God puts things in our lives at its proper time and place! If only we accept them as God wills them to be. The Gospel today, Jesus tells his followers that he is the Messiah, but he’s going to be a suffering Messiah; and anyone who wish to follow him must also suffer with him. He assures us that although he must suffer greatly and be rejected and be killed,...on the third day HE WILL BE raised". In order for us to become priests na tama ang timpla, part of our formation is to embrace and accept our pains; but let us not forget to expect a joy that will follow next. The people who watched our cheerdance competition last Saturday had probably been inspired upon seeing all of us rush to the center and congratulated each other joyfully as if nobody lost: "Wow! Ingon ani diay ang Viannista, walay dumot!". But, we all know, that before all those celebrations were experiences of patience and tensions during the games. Yet, we all ended up rejoicing with others, because we trustfully accepted all those victories and defeats as part of the whole competition.
My brothers, our struggles never end here, we continue, and we expect more of them when we become priests. And so, let us continue begging for the grace of trustful acceptance that we may always be able to embrace our life stories, and the sacrifices and struggles that still to come.. Whatever happens, whether in happiness or tears, we can still firmly declare that “God called me by my name. He already formed me before I was born. These are all part of His beautiful plan for me; and as Rupert Mayer prays, “O Lord, because You will it, it is best.”