Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Monday, Nineteenth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II Feast of St. Lawrence, Deacon & Martyr, 10 August 2026 2 Corinthians 9:6-10 ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> John 12:24-26
Photo by author, Anvaya Cove, Morong, Bataan, 21 July 2026.
Lord Jesus, teach me to be a cheerful giver: teach me to be like St. Lawrence your deacon and martyr we honor today who gave himself totally and cheerfully to you because he felt strongly the overflowing abundance of your grace and blessings to him; many times we are reluctant to give our time, treasures, and talents because we feel always lacking; open our very selves to find you and your blessings within so that we freely give and share whatever we have to continue serving in your name; most of all, teach me to give more of myself like a grain of wheat that dies and produces much fruit in you. Amen.
St. Lawrence, Martyr and Deacon, pray for us!
“Martyrdom of St. Lawrence, Deacon” by Hipolito de Rioja (16th c.) from commons.wikimedia.org
Lord My Chef Sunday Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Eighteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time, Cycle A, 02 August 2026 Isaiah 55:1-3 ><}}}}*> Romans 8:35, 37-39 ><}}}}*> Matthew 14:13-21
Photo by author, Anvaya Cove Resort, Morong, Bataan 21 July 2026.
Salamuch July, hello August! Though this eighth month of the year is named after the Roman emperor Augustus, August actually came from the Latin word augustus meaning venerable; used as an adjective, it describes something as majestic and grand like when we say “august halls” or “august chambers” of power and justice.
So, please stop demonizing August as “ghost month” which is a pagan belief. For us Christians who affirmed last Sunday to Jesus that we have “understood” very well his parables, Matthew challenges us this August not only how well we have understood the parables on the kingdom of heaven but most especially how much do we know and love and trust Jesus the Christ.
Photo by a friend living in Washington state, 28 July 2026.
From the shores of Galilee, Matthew now brings us to the wilderness with Jesus where he fed more than five thousand people from a few loaves of bread and pieces of fish.
When he disembarked and saw the vast crowd, his heart was moved with pity for them, and he cured their sick. When it was evening, the disciples approached him and said, “This is a deserted place and it is already late; dismiss the crowds so that they can go to the villages and buy food for themselves.” Jesus said to them, “There is no need for them to go away; give them some food yourselves.” But they said to him, “Five loaves and two fish are all we have here.” Then he said, “Bring them here to me,” and he ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish, and looking up to heaven, he said the blessing, broke the loaves, and gave them to the disciples, who in turn gave them to the crowds. They all ate and were satisfied, and they picked up the fragments left over – twelve wicker baskets full (Matthew 14:15-20).
See again that distinctive detail Matthew shares with us when Jesus saw the crowds who have followed him and his disciples to the other side of the lake: his heart was moved with pity for them, and he cured their sick. That is how great is the love of Jesus for each of us. He is always moved with pity which is more than a feeling but of actually doing something, even a miracle for us like in this scene in the wilderness.
Life is a wilderness. So vast and uncertain. But, lovely and beautiful. Not really august but grand and majestic, so difficult to explain, often ambiguous, largely mysterious. Even captivating. That is why it is always good to be alive even if life is difficult.
Last Thursday I officiated at the funeral Mass of another best friend from our minor (high school) seminary. In fact, Jonas was my classmate way back in second grade who partly inspired me to become a priest. He is my second best friend after Gil also from the seminary whom I have accompanied spiritually in life and at their deathbeds. Before going to his funeral at prayer in my room, I asked God if I would still have friends alive to attend my own funeral?
The mystery deepened after we have laid Jonas to his final resting place when a few hours later his mother-in-law – the mother of his widow – died too! Imagine the devastation to my friend’s wife who has not rested yet after taking care of him for a month in the hospital then her mother died too? And to their only child just starting her career as a medical doctor?
Photo by a friend living in Washington state, 28 July 2026.
Many times Jesus teases us.
Or seduces us as the Prophet Jeremiah insisted on how God lured him to following him despite the many hurts and pains he had to go through but could not turn away from him because he had grown to loving him so much too.
Like the people who followed Jesus to the wilderness, we gather every Sunday to listen to his words and share in his Body and Blood because we have felt so empty in life that only him could fulfill us.
But, that is so easy to claim as we can readily profess our faith in God, in Jesus Christ but it is different when it is borne out of a wilderness experience like the disciples.
How many times have we felt like them thinking more of our selves than others when in a difficult situation, telling Jesus to send the people home because it was getting late and dark; most of all, so that they could get food for themselves?
It was easy for the crowd to just come to Jesus and think only of themselves but not with the disciples – like our parents, our kuya or ate, our superiors, or those people we look up to with responsibilities over us. That is why be kind with those in positions too. So easy to accuse them of their shortcomings and worst, to spread gossips when we do not realize the enormous weight they carry on their shoulders.
The equation becomes different and heaviest when Jesus tells us to “give them some food yourselves”. It is scary because at that moment Jesus asks us too of “what do you have” which we already knew beforehand as too little. Not enough. Just five loaves of bread and three pieces of fish.
Recall those moments you knew so well your limits, you capacity. And that’s when you start regretting why you have accepted the position or why have you volunteered at all or perhaps why become a priest or why got married?
Photo by author, Anvaya Cove Resort, Morong, Bataan 21 July 2026.
Life is a wilderness that looks so lovely with its sunrise and sunsets but in between, it is so difficult. Because it is in the wilderness of this life when we truly come face to face with the harsh realities of our insecurities and inadequacies, scarcity and emptiness.
But Jesus shows us today that wilderness too becomes our grace-filled moment when he asks us to bring to him whatever little we have. It is the crucial point, turning point when we have to choose between turning to Jesus and trusting his instructions or retreating to our selves, to what we have or believing more to what the world offers.
Let us choose to radically believe in Jesus by surrendering to him whatever we have.
Photo by Mr. Nicko Timbol, OLFU Campus Ministry, 25 October 2025.
This is actually an extension of his question last Sunday, “Do you understand all these things?”
As we have reflected last week, to understand in Filipino is “maunawaan” from the root word “una” which is to be first. To understand the parables of the kingdom of heaven is to entrust ourselves to Jesus completely, to surrender even the little that we have, including our fears and insecurities.
That is why in the first reading God tells us through Isaiah to “come to him” to eat the true bread and drink true water fulfilled in Jesus Christ his Son. To understand all these things is to be convinced that in this life, only God suffices. He alone in Jesus Christ can fulfill our deepest desires and longings like peace and joy, love and hope, all the real reasons for living. Not things. Or even persons and relationships that do not last, often manipulative because not rooted in Christ.
This Sunday, let us not be ashamed of the little that we have, the worst that we have. For as long as we have Jesus, there is nothing that we cannot accomplish nor be fulfilled. St. Paul said so well in the second reading, nothing – not even death – can separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord (Rom. 8:39). Amen. Have a blessed august month fulfilled in Christ!
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Tuesday in the Fifteenth Week of Ordinary Time, Year II Memorial of St. Camillus de Lellis, Priest, 14 July 2026 Isaiah 7:1-9 ><))))*> + ><))))*> + ><))))*> Matthew 11:20-24
Photo by author, Baguio City, 18 July 2018.
I feel hurt, ashamed, and very sad with today's gospel, Lord Jesus when you said:
Jesus began to reproach the towns where most of his mighty deeds had been done, since they had not repented. “Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the mighty deeds done in your midst had been done in Tyre and Sidon, they would long ago have repented in sackcloth and ashes” (Matthew 11:20-21).
I feel hurt, ashamed, and sad Lord because I could feel you still lamenting these days: we have been so numb and callous, indifferent or cynical, or miserably ungrateful in recognizing your love and mercy, kindness and generosity for all the blessings your pour upon us through our parents and siblings and family, teachers and classmates, and everybody around us; even the hardships and trials that have come our way you have used for our own good, by which we have grown and matured.
How sad indeed that we have failed to recognize and meet you, Jesus in your coming to us with all your blessings in our lives; instead, we complain and focus more on what we do not have than on what we have.
Grant us the grace
of gratitude, Jesus:
to see our own limitations
that we have to look up to
you always and trust you,
to find you among the sick
and lowly like St. Camillus;
grant us also the grace
to desire to begin anew,
to find you in our lives,
to go back to you,
to thank you,
to follow you,
to love you.
Amen.
Photo by author, Dolmabahce Palace, Istanbul, Turikiye, Novembert 2025.
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Thursday in the Fourteenth Week of Ordinary Time, Year II, 09 July 2026 Hosea 11:1-4, 8-9 <*((((>< + ><))))*> Matthew 10:7-15
Photo by Mr. Vigie Ongleo in Colorado, 03 June 2026.
I have not really known you,
Lord my God;
grant me the grace of intimacy,
like that of a son and a Father
as my life and my mission;
You have nurtured me, O God
as your own son
but I did not recognize you
that later in life,
I followed my doubts,
my false securities
and negatives thoughts
than you.
Thus says the Lord: When Israel was a child I loved him, out of Egypt I called my son. The more I called them, the farther they went from me, sacrificing to the Baals and burning incense to idols. Yet it was I who taught Ephraim to walk, who took them in my arms; I drew them with human cords, with bands of love; I fostered them like one who raises an infant to his cheeks, yet, though I stooped to feed my child, they did not know that I was their healer (Hosea 11:1-4).
Forgive me, merciful Father; though I pray always while striving to be holy, the more I stray from you because my love for you is superficial as seen too in my skin-deep interpersonal relationships because your love experiences are forgotten as I give more emphasis on my shortcomings, expectations, and "returns".
Let me get closer to you, Father in the love of your Son Jesus Christ so that my brokenness may be healed; set me free from my many imprisonment with sin so that I can go make the proclamation that "the Kingdom of heaven is at hand" by letting me "cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse lepers, and drive out demons" (Matthew 10:7-8); remind me always of your immense love for me poured by Christ on the Cross so that I may "give without cost" (Matthew 10:8) except that I am doing your most Holy Will; and lastly, let me trust you completely so that I am not bothered with so many things for the journey except Jesus, only Jesus, always Jesus. Amen.
Photo by Mr. Vigie Ongleo in Colorado, 03 June 2026.
Quiet Storm by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 05 April 2026
Photo by author, La Mesa Dam seen from Seventh floor of Our Lady of Fatima University in Lagro, QC, 12 March 2026.
Every year on my birthday, I go on a personal silent retreat. A vacation with the Lord. As I turned 62 last March that is said to be truly when one is considered “old”, I felt like those women not finding Jesus in the tomb at Easter when an angel told them, “He is not here, for he has been raised just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay” (Mt.28:6).
From then on, March 16-21, I have opted not to blog daily, preferring to rest and pray more until I find Jesus anew in my blogging
It was only on this Easter evening after returning from another retreat during the Holy Tridum that I have started to write anew, feeling like Cleopas and his companion sadly walking home to Emmaus, feeling Jesus is not here.
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 20 March 2026.
I have been writing my homilies for 28 years since my ordination as a deacon. As an “old school” plus the fact of my being a former journalist, I have always been writing in preparing homilies and talkds for the people. That is why I always wear polo with a small pocket to put my small notebook and pen.
After discovering the internet in 2000, I began sending weekly homilies as emails to family, relatives, friends every Sunday to help them prepare for Sunday Mass.
Then in 2018 while head of the diocesan commission on social communications, I started this blog, Lord My Chef, to evangelize more people faster. It has always been clear with me that writing is a gift from God that I must use for his greater glory so that more people may experience even in the net his joy and mercy, healing and forgiveness, and loving presence.
Moreover, I have intended Lord My Chef to be “Spiritual recipes for the soul to gladden your heart” with daily recipes that are homilies expressed in prayer with straight homilies on Sundays and special feasts.
But lately, there was no more gladness in me.
Blogging has become tiring, even stressful.
No more joy as demands replaced the love I used to have in writing.
Because I have been self-centered.
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 20 March 2026.
During my recent retreat, I also felt like Judas Iscariot betraying Jesus in exchange of the statistics of my posts, foolishly competing with myself comparing the daily, weekly, monthly and yearly metrics of my posts.
And yes, many times I felt sad why so few “like” my posts unlike other bloggers I follow and visit.
As I prayed before the Blessed Sacrament on the first day of my retreat last March, I felt being hit so hard in my heart by the Holy Spirit, of how I have been like Simon Peter denying Jesus so many times in my blogs supposed to be about him but have become more about myself.
Noble intentions are never enough because no matter how great and good are our plans even our efforts but when God is nowhere, then it is nothing.
It is a farce because despite the statistics and tangible results we have on whatever we do but if our hearts remain empty and far from God, it is nothing.
St. Paul said it so clearly in the 13th chapter of his first letter to the Corinthians, “If I have not loved, then I am nothing.”
That night, I wrote on my journal what I told Jesus in my colloquy, “I pray to blog, not for God.”
There was shame but also peace and freedom in my heart that night.
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 20 March 2025.
Finally, I have found what – or who – was missing in my blogs and life itself that I have become so tired, confused, even many times lost.
God.
Some times, we can feel so well in life, obeying and doing God’s will but still feel something missing deep inside.
Or something isn’t right at all.
We may feel so happy but never fulfilled. Even successful as seen by others but not fruitful personally deep inside.
Because we lack Jesus in us and in our work and mission or ministry.
It happens when we consciously or unconsciously shift focus and attention into ourselves and other factors aside from God who is the very essence and reason of our mission and undertaking.
Worst, we may be acting or living already as if we are God.
No more Jesus who is our voice, our word, our point of view.
Most of all, our Message.
That’s the good news of Easter with Mary Magdalene and the other Mary: though they have seen the death and burial of Jesus, they still came to the tomb to anoint him with perfumes and oil. Why when he was already dead and buried in the tomb?
Because they missed him a lot, and must have mostly believed he would rise again
Is it not what we also feel with our departed loved ones, asking God even for a short glimpse or fleeting feeling to see them again for us to be assured they are here.
When the angel told Mary Magdalene and the other Mary that Jesus is not here, he was telling them too he is out there, so alive somewhere we have to find and follow.
And that is how I now feel about my blogging: Jesus is not here.
Because Jesus is risen, calling me to find him first in my blogs.
And inviting me to follow him in new directions in my ministry so that perhaps, I may write new things, new experiences, and new life in him. Amen.
*So grateful to fellow bloggers I follow and admire who have helped me find God in their writings especially Rainer, Nicola, Daryl Madden, Sr. Rene, and Pinoy Transplant in Iowa.
Empty tomb concept from iStockphoto.com, April 2022.
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Monday, Memorial of St. Andrew Dung-Lac & Companion Martyrs, 24 November 2025 Daniel 1:1-6, 8-20 ><))))*> + ><))))*> + ><))))*> Luke 21:1-4
Photo by Mr. Chester Ocampo, UST-SHS, 04 November 2019.
Lord Jesus Christ, give me a new perspective today on this final stretch of November and of our liturgical calendar; let me see this too familiar scene with you at the temple with new eyes:
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).
Every day,
dear Jesus I witness
a similar scene
but never bothered myself
to search for you,
to find you there,
also sitting,
looking,
observing
how we put our
offerings not only to
the treasury but to each day;
teach me to suspend every
judgment so I may see truly
the poor and the rich among us;
open my eyes and let me
move away from everything familiar
to converse and share moments
with that woman,
perhaps share a meal with her
and ask her,
"why give
all those
two small coins?"
I feel you, Lord
speaking also to me:
teach me to be content
and grateful with whatever
I have like that poor widow;
teach me to believe more,
to trust more in you;
most of all,
teach me to have less
for myself,
less of myself
in order to have more
of you.
Amen.
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul, 14 November 2025 Friday in the Thirty-Second Week of Ordinary Time, Year I Wisdom 13:1-9 ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> Luke 17:26-37
Photo by author, Bucharest, Romania, 08 Noovember 2025.
How true are your words today, God our loving Father, when we admire the beauty and power of the natural world like the sun, moon, stars, fire, wind including our very selves - and yet fail to find you, O Lord, in the process.
All men were by nature foolish who were in ignorance of God, and who from the good things seen did not succeed in knowing him who is, and from studying the works did not discern the artisan… For from the greatness and the beauty of created things tyeir original author, by analoogy, is seen. But yet, for these the blame is less; for they indeed have gone astray perhaps, though they seek God and wish to find him. For they search busily among his works, but are distracted by what they see, because the things seen are fair (Wisdom 13:1, 5-7).
Heal me, O Lord, of my spiritual nearsightedness, when I choose to be myopic in looking at things and self that I fail to see beyond to find you; awaken my awareness of your presence in silence and emptiness; let me go beyond the marvels of nature and take them into my heart to find you, to hear you, to experience you; heal my spiritual myopia, of looking not beyond what is in front of me so as not to be "As it was in the days of Noah... they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage up to the day Noah entered the ark, and the flood came and destroyed them all" (Luke 17:26, 27); dear Jesus, send me your Holy Spirit to open my eyes to where God our Father is present in my life today. Amen.
Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Our Lady of Fatima University Valenzuela City
Photo by author, Bucharest, Romania, 08 Noovember 2025.
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul, 29 October 2025 Wednesday in the Thirtieth Week of Ordinary Time, Year I Romans 8:26-30 <*[[[[>< + ><]]]]*> Luke 13:22-30
Photo by author, St. Paul Renewal Center, Alfonso, Cavite, August 2019.
Brothers and sisters: The Spirit comes to the aid of our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes with inexpressible groanings (Romans 8:26).
Just like now, dear Jesus, so many things are in my heart, in my mind; there are times I like to pray on things I feel too difficult to express as if too deep for words; even my writing could not work except to feel assuredly of your loving presence, of your warm company; there are people and situations too I just hold in my hands before you because I can't find words to tell you about them... there are times lately I not only forget things and persons but sometimes can't even figure out what's going on in my life that has become like a vast expanse of ocean or field with dark clouds overlapping with lights of the setting sun; O Jesus, you know what's in my heart: just let me feel you, your joy and fullness and life!
“We know all things work for good for those who love God, who are called according to his purpose” (Romans 8:28).
If there is one thing
I pray now,
let me know you more,
Jesus so I can love you more
and follow you more
closely; you know everything,
Lord Jesus while I know nothing
at all!
Keep searching my heart
so I may find you
among those I take
for granted,
find you in simple persons
and things that do not
interest me,
most especially
find you in
everyone
in order to find my way
to you!
Amen.
Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Our Lady of Fatima University
Valenzuela City
Photo by author, Cabo de Roca, Pundaquit, Zambales, 17 May 2025.
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul, 24 October 2025 Friday in Twenty-Ninth Week of Ordinary Time, Year I Romans 7:18-25 <*((((>< + ><))))*> Luke 12:54-59
Lord Jesus Christ, today I join St. Paul in his cry, “Miserable one that I am!" for deep in my heart I am your slave O Lord, of righteousness, of what is good but what I do and follow is sin like your warning in the gospel, "the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak".
So, then, I discover the principle that when I want to do right, evil is at hand. For I take delight in the law of God, in my inner self, but I see in my members another principle at war with the law of my mind, taking me captive to the law of sin that dwells in my members (Romans 7:21-23).
Not only every day
but so many times each day
I experience this inner clash
within me, sometimes good prevails
and there are times sin prevails.
How I wish I could sit
with St. Paul to discuss this
as I imagine his own agony
in fighting sin and evil desires
within; how reassuring
and inspiring to learn
how everyone goes through
this internal warfare.
Like St. Paul,
may I have the courage
to recognize and embrace,
accept and own this internal
strife between good and evil;
reconcile me, dear Jesus
in you who dwells within me;
let me recognize and
read your signs of presence,
of salvation,
of integration
within me and through
my community so that
in the end,
like St. Paul I may
declare, "It is no longer
I who live, but Christ
who lives in me"
(Galatians 2:20).
Amen.
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul, 20 October 2025 Monday in the Twenty-Ninth Week of Ordinary Time, Year I Romans 4:20-25 <*((((>< + ><))))*> Luke 12:13-21
Photo by author, Jerusalem, May 2017.
Someone in the crowd said to Jesus, “Teacher, tell my brother to share the inheritance with me.” He replied to him, “Friend, who appointed me as your judge and arbitrator?” (Luke 12:13-14)
Lord Jesus, I felt I am that "someone in the crowd" asking you to tell my brother to share the inheritance with me and honestly, I felt so stunned with your answer.
I was shocked and surprised, could not speak a word to explain to you my side of the story but wholly, I felt so liberated. I felt so free, finally. Because your reply was so reassuring, with you even calling me a "friend".
How foolish for us to be so engaged with material pursuits in life that never truly give us fulfillment except success which is so relative; so true are your words, Jesus: "one's life does not consist of possessions."
Lord Jesus, teach me to let go of my many possessions that actually possess me and make me unfree; instead of possessions, let me have relationships - with you in others; like Abraham, give me the grace to know you so that in knowing you, I may value the truest treasure that remains forever and ever. Amen.