Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Birthday Musing: Singing Just As I Am Supposed to Do





“Our life as individual beings can be, most of the time, likened to the things we love. Life for some can be likened to a movie, a road, an infinity pool, or a race (if they seem to like living life on the fast lane). But I would like to liken my own life to a thing I absolutely love: songs. Whether I’m on my tub, or travelling on my way to work or simply listening to a good friend sing her heartwarming songs (I hope she does not read this, joke!), songs are a good way of self-expression and communication. 

This was what I wrote a few months back about the songs of life and friendship. This time, as I sang this song [Air Supply, "Just as I am"] on the karaoke, I remembered this essay and thought: “maybe I can make this into the theme song of my 20th birthday and stuff….”, and so forgive this long musing about my life into a song.

“I've had a lot of big dreams
I've made a lot of bad moves
I know you could walk away
But you never do”

Honestly, being 20 is the time where I can sort out my childhood ideals from the real situation nowadays. At this time, I can already sense what its being like to be a real grown-up.

At this time, I can especially remember my dreams: I wished to have a good life, a good education, to be good in the important things in life, and finally, to become a good priest. And I have done quite a lot to achieve those dreams: I’m already almost halfway in my priestly formation. I’ve struggled through thick and thin to persevere and to be happy in my chosen vocation; and I am happy about it.

At this point, I can also remember the many failures I did against those dreams of mine: I overdid my things, I forgot things, and I did not do the things that I am supposed to do. I swerved off from my path…

But I am blessed because people still never walk away from me;  they still believe in me, hoping that I can become their priest, their good brother and friend later on.

“I've met a lot of cold hearts
I've learned to smile and deceive
I know I'm hard to be around
But you never leave
                                                           I'm not easy to understand                                                             But you hold out your hand”

“I've made a lot of heartaches
I've found a lot of closed doors
When all the others turn away
You love me more”

One of the biggest pains of human existence is being hurt. On my part, the biggest hurts that I have experienced was those that I received from those whom I trusted the most: my community, my friends and from myself. I always thought that living in a Christian community was a welcome respite from the harshness of the secular world. I was mistaken: I was abused by those whom I trusted the most.

And so, instead of learning to open up, I have eventually learned to close myself further. I played people for my ends and not my ends for these people. I have almost become anti-social again, but I guess because of the faith and hope of some people, I have learned to accept people for who they are, and love them for who they are now and even until tomorrow.

“And you say you love me
Just as I am
You always treat me
The best that you can
You say you want me, need me
Love me baby
Just as I am, just as I am”

And I thank God for all of these people who have made the past 19 or so years meaningful and blessed for me. I thank above all, my family, for supporting me even in the best or worst decisions I made. For my friends, for guiding me towards making what is right, and for being a good cheering squad in my moments of loss. For the seminary community; sometimes my enemy, but most of the time, always, my good friends.

And for a good God who has never ceased to love me, treat me well, accepted me for who I am, and call me to a better way of responding to his call for the past 19 years. And to him I owe my existence, my vocation and my current life: since this is Your gift, I offer it back to You, hoping that you will lead me to where I can use my gifts to the full.


And that’s my birthday speech. Thanks and I’m off to praying again for all of you. Cheers!



Saturday, October 24, 2015

Heart-to-Heart: She fell in love with a seminarian....

Love….

It simply happens suddenly, and yes, it’s magic!

Two people from different streams of life: two different, unique and equally special persons meet in some unforeseen circumstance, flash the sweetest smiles in the universe and “poof” comes Koko Crunch, not really, but in reality, love.

And as the minutes, hours, days, months, years go by… how their eyes look at each other (as if it were enough to melt the other with their gaze), how they talk to each other (their tongues would have been filled with ants when both of them go to bed), how they do everything together (as if the world became a better place with only the two of them), and how both of them live as if one couldn’t exist without the other…. Hayy, the feeling of love! Love that could turn the whole world round... Love that made them better each and every day.

She would always make it a point that they meet each other on weekends, eat at some nice food joint, and walk around the mall.  He on the other hand would make sure that she will enjoy the day, and come home before 5:30 pm. The guy could not text or chat her all the time, and so they would enjoy this moment together…. How sweet!

And suddenly, came the harsh part. The woman knew something about the man of her dreams, her Mr. Right… and it made her eyes stream with tears…

Her man was ….


Gay? (No, she knew him very well)

A married guy? (How could he be married at 18?)

A two-timer? (Not really, but how could he be such when he does not even know dating 101)

No, not of these three. Really…. (Sheesh!)




Her special someone was a seminarian.





You read it right, a man taken out of the world to be sent back an “angel”, a “half-priest” (for most Filipinos) waiting for the moment of fullness, a man consecrated to the Lord’s service…  A seminarian!

And for countless hours, she pondered on it, and it left her on a quandary…

He on the other hand, was always in a quandary. Love was never a part of his logic class. Mostly theoretical, but oftentimes, never experiential… He was taught to shun it, as if it were the worst thing that could befall his life as a seminarian… And now love as experience bursts on, and he is but left helpless about it....

But before we go deontological, quote Canon Law and Vatican II about this, let us talk about matters heart-to-heart.

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A word to the seminarian:

You entered the Seminary because you clearly saw yourself as a future priest. It was presented to you as early as the moment you stepped there that those who proceed must have priesthood as a goal…

Yes, and it remains true. The Seminary is a place for future priests, not for those who use the education there as a means only!

But isn’t it that as you traversed the joys and pains of seminary life, you also were slowly opened to the possibility of being a married man because of the woman you so love? Did you feel happy in those moments you spent with her? Did she become your inspiration in studying the hardest philosophical questions? Did she become your strength in times of weakness?

And did it distract you from your supposed calling?

And upon thinking of it, especially when it is pointed out by some deontological formator, or by reading your Rule, or upon remembering your motivation… did you feel guilty about it? Did you feel that you are betraying God, and that having her was a great sin, worthy of excommunication (if that were to become a law in the Code)?

Dear brother, yes, the Seminary is a place for future priests, but it is above all, a place to discern and listen to the Lord’s voice speaking from almost all directions. If that were the case that everyone in your batch is to be ordained (even against their will), will it benefit the Church better than having one or two ordinands each year who truly present themselves to the Lord for the presbyteral grace?

This moment of love is not something to be guilty of; this, my brother is a chance to look at what you are having right now…. This is a moment of seeing what it is to be a priest and a married man placed side-by-side. As a future priest, you are expected to live a celibate life: a life without fleshly attachments, a life that speaks to others of the reality above… Yet, part of you also desires to have someone to hold and cherish, someone to build a world with, and someone to share a dream with. 

This moment will become your defining moment: what you decide on now or later will determine you. Life and God demands that you choose one; and both entail making sacrifices.

And this is really the point, brother: this is your moment of truth. Choose! And, do not be afraid of the choice you make: the Church will still be happy to have you as a “father”, not of the institutional Church, but of your own “domestic” Church… and the Church will also be happy to see you, her son, become an “alter-Christus”…God has been generous to you in every step of the way, now you must choose how to respond to God generously… Disregard the rule, the formator, the persons in between, and start asking yourself this question; “If I become married/ordained someday, will it please God and help the Church increase?”

But as of now, it is good to have your eyes open on every possible side. Vocation, as you know, is not only for priests and religious….

A word to the woman-in-love:

You loved that guy because you saw God in his eyes. You loved him because he meant everything for you. Yet, I can feel your sadness because of the fact that this guy is a seminarian: someone meant not for you, but for the whole Church.

You knew that once a man entered the Seminary, the whole Church expects him to become a priest. In fact, it seems that as the formative years passes by, the Church gets more excited to see him ordained soon.

And amidst all of that dreaming and expectation, amidst those who pray for him to fully respond to the call of the Harvest-Master, was you. You wanted his touch and his smile: you wanted him and his love. And that, my dear, is not wrong. That is how all marriages start, all relationships blossom and flower, all intimacy firing up. Yet the problem lies on the fact that he is called. He is called to something else.

And this is now also your moment of truth. You are not fighting with someone sexier, hotter or prettier than you are. You believe in this person also, and you love Him as well: God. Now is your generosity and faith measured: how much do you love God?

And if he chooses you, how happy must you be! You are assured of loving someone who is expected to be a very good Christian: a Christian in mind, thought and deed. It is then your task to sanctify him so that he can in turn, sanctify you.

But if he opts to cling to his alb, it will obviously hurt for you. But then again, be comforted that he is not with someone else, but with someone whom you love too… At first, you will ask God “why are you doing this to me; why are you so unfair?”, but later you will also experience God’s assuring love and comfort: if you know how to let him go…

My dear, at this moment everyone holds their breath, waiting for his definitive answer. But as of now, help him to decide maturely: do not make him regret his decision. Because you see, later on, what you do to him will also affect you.

A word to everyone-in-between:

I only have one thing to say; stop judging!

The priesthood is never a more sublime vocation than marriage. Both exist to help each other, and for the Church to grow in its various charisms. What would happen if all the Catholic men in this world opted to become priests? Or what would happen if all the lovely ladies opted to shut themselves in monastic or religious life? Everything, obviously will be in kaput.

Do not confuse their decision-making process. It is but normal and expected of them. Instead, guide them gently towards making a definitive answer. Whatever their decision, everyone must support; eventually, the whole Church benefits from this process. (And shunned must be the harsh after-remarks of priest-formators in their homilies and of benefactors in their morning coffees!)

These are two people who need direction, who seek the truth. Now, we are all instruments of God, and whatever we do for or against them will affect us in the long run.

You see, behind all of these vocations is LOVE.

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As the Canticles of Solomon would usually say, “love is stronger than Hades or the strongest flood”, given by God himself. Being and falling in love is a good experience: vocation is really falling-in-love with God and finding a definite way to express that love.
Love, for these two individuals, forbidden it may seem, helps them to discern well. Each has a task to play. Each has a role to fulfill. What lies in our hands is the future of the Church, and our own future as well.

Choose!