Kanya-kanyang Buhay-lakbay

Naglakbay kami nang sabay-sabay
Sabay-sabay na nag-iisa
Nag-iisang magkakasama
Magkakasamang ngayo’y iisa na

Bakit tila iniwan na’ng mundo
Mundong dati’y kami
Kaming ngayo’y ako
Ako na lang

Naisip ko’y baka nga ganito
Ganito ang buhay ng tao
Taong nilalakbay ang buhay
Buhay mag-isa sa karamihan

Bumalik ako sa simula
Simula ng paglalakbay nang magkakasama
Magkakasama’y hindi na
Hindi na natagpo pa

Ang buhay-paglalakbay ay kanya-kanya
Kanya-kanyang buhay-lakbay
Buhay-lakbay na akin at kanya
Kanya na naman

Iisa lang naman ang tungo
Tungong hangganan ng lahat
Lahat na iisa
Iisang katotohanan

Pagal ma'y di hihinto
Di hihinto sa pagtungo
Pagtungo sa hinahanap
Hinahanap na iisa

Sa iisa nga’y magkikita
Magkikita sa tungong lahat at isa
Isa na uugnay muli sa paglalakbay
Paglalakbay ng lahat at isa

I Hunger for You

What love can be greater than to lay one’s life for one’s friend? Today is Corpus Christi Sunday. This feast is the celebration of the Body and Blood of Christ continually offered in the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. Just a thought from a good homily I heard this morning. “Di ba kung love mo, pakakainin mo? Di ba kung love mo, bubusugin mo? Kung pwede lang, magtake-out ka pa…” This is how we love. We give. We give the best. And what giving could be better than giving one’s life for the other. Indeed Christ doesn’t only offer us much; he offers us everything by offering himself. In return, I hope our longing and hunger for God is also much, is also worth our everything.

I hope I won’t get tired giving and loving anytime soon.

Passing E-Motion

Relationships exist in venues. We’ve our homes which eventually become the normal and primal venue for every sprouting relationship, there we nurture our ties to our family. The school is the venue for camaraderie, there we experience having friends and factions, there we experience the falling and rising actions of life’s physics. There are those places which are very dear to us, those places which we’ve discovered something in ourselves, that eventually triggered by people we’re with. Then relationship exists.

I wouldn’t be able to go to those places for quite sometime. Here comes the nostalgia. Here comes the longing and yearning for something that was me. Here comes the recollection of those friends and acquaintances which have caressed the child within me way back our moments. Though I haven’t been meeting them in those places anymore, the vivid pictures of our moments are kept still in the memory of my heart. Then we progress.

Get Along with the Beat

A continual drop of water could smoothen even the sharpest edge of a stone.

God knocks to our hearts, he always does, and the least thing we could do is to give-in to His will. Though more often, we would choose to numb ourselves as not to sense the God knocking within, then we miss the point of being invited to join the beat of every knock. There where it is music for those who notice that there is a beat in every knocking, a consolation in every calling, then we get along with it.

Faith is the medium of every opening to God; a complete bet that could make or break us, and yet we are challenged to gamble everything. Anyway, God’s love still drops continually.

Alfred's Psalm 23

“If we live life without loving God, we miss life altogether.” – Fr. Alfred Cogliandro, SDB +

Today is the 15th death anniversary of Fr. Alfred. I have glanced at posts of some friends in the congregation and most of their posts today speak about Fr. Cogliandro. I have never met this great salesian, but I encounter him most of the time through the good night talks, those moments of grace where I get to acknowledge his wisdom and holiness. The stories behind the holy life that he has lived and how he prepared towards death are all history, but one thing’s sure, he was most prepared to die; he was ready to meet his Creator.

Let me share in Fr. Cogliandro’s thought regarding his motto. I think none of us does things at the same time yet gives the same focus needed. If I choose to do things with certainty, therefore that choice gives the element of surrender to what I might have done on the other given option, and then we miss the other stuff. Only to find out that we’ve also done the other option in another given time, at another given choosing moment. What I mean is that there are things that need to be accepted first before complaining about them. I remember my first weeks in the seminary, I was grumbling greatly about how they (my co-seminarians) do things and how they give variety of reasons about their way of life. After some time, I’ve learned to get along the adjustment struggle and started to seek the reasons in the way of life I wanted for myself as a seminarian.

Yes, we miss things, but missing life would be a devastating truth for someone. Let’s not miss life; let’s not miss loving God.