“Harvest for the World” (1976) by The Isley Brothers

Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 04 October 2026
Photo by Giuseppe Russo on Pexels.com

You must have noticed our blogs the other week when we were inspired incorporating music into our daily prayer reflections starting September 22 with “Everybody Hurts” that was actually the title of an REM song in 1992 (https://lordmychef.com/2026/09/21/everybody-hurts/); the following day, we borrowed the title and the 1962 song by Bob Dylan “Blowin’ in the Wind” (https://lordmychef.com/2026/09/23/blowing-in-the-wind-3/); then finally on that Friday we prayed and played Pete Seeger’s original take from the Book of Ecclesiastes which the Byrds recorded in 1965 as “Turn, Turn, Turn” (https://lordmychef.com/2026/09/24/turn-turn-turn-to-know-gods-time/).

As we have been saying since we started this blog in June 2018, we have always wished to show how God continues to speak to us in this modern time through secular music by linking our Sunday gospel with every genre like rock and jazz, punk and disco, R&B and even OPM (Original Pilipino Music).

And there have been many instances in the music scene when artists were actually inspired by the Sacred Scriptures in their composition like Seeger we have featured last week.

This Sunday, we go back to year 1976 with The Isley Brothers’ Harvest for the World whose title was a complete take from Matthew’s gospel.

In an interview published six years ago in The Guardian by Dave Simpson, composer Ernie Isley said he had just bought a new 12-string acoustic guitar and was trying it out in their basement in New Jersey in 1976 when words simply flowed that became the song’s first stanza:

All babies together, everyone a seed
Half of us are satisfied, half of us in need
Love's bountiful in us, tarnished by our greed
When will there be a harvest for the world

Ernie was still playing the song in his new guitar when his brother Marvin who played bass came to their basement with their brother-in-law and keyboardist Chris Jasper; they were so impressed with Ernie’s music and later they were joined by their other brothers O’Kelly Jr., Rudolph and Ronald who all contributed lyrics and additional musical arrangements to finally complete Harvest for the World.

According to Ernie, they were largely inspired by the news they have witnessed at that time, from the assassinations of Martin Luther King and Bobby Kennedy to the growing protest movements following Nixon’s resignation in 1974 due to the Watergate Scandal and the end of Vietnam War in 1975 with the Fall of Saigon.

For the title, they remembered Matthew’s gospel scene of Jesus telling his disciples upon seeing the vast crowd that have followed them, “The harvest is abundant but the laborers are few; so ask the master of the harvest to send out laborers for his harvest” (Mt. 9:37-38).

They first released the song as a single in May 1976 and later became the title track of their album Harvest for the World that same year that reaped a lot of harvest for The Isley Brothers, peaking the top ten songs in the Billboard and UK charts that year. It became one of the most memorable music of that era that continues to be covered until now by new artists, including our very own Gary V.

Photo by Chris F on Pexels.com

For our part, we have chosen Harvest for the World because of its close links with today’s gospel on the parable of the wicked tenants who have refused to give the owner’s share of the harvest of grapes in his vineyard (https://lordmychef.com/2026/10/03/chosen-to-be-fruitful/).

Both the song and the gospel speak of too much greed among us, not realizing we are indeed the Lord’s vineyard.

Our very life itself is actually not ours to possess and own completely in total disregard of others and of God.

The same is true with our beloved planet Earth: it is the Lord’s vineyard and no one, whether individuals or governments can lay total claim for its land and other resources meant by God for everyone. Here we find its lyrics very prophetic and relevant until now:

A nation planted, so concerned with gain
As the seasons come and go, greater grows the pain
And far too many feelin' the strain
When will there be a harvest for the world

We were in elementary school, perhaps in grade five or six when we first heard Harvest for the World; the song is unforgettable for me because I felt so fortunate to have found its lyrics in one of the very few issues of JINGLE magazine I have bought at that time – just four maybe – because it was so expensive. But, the first time I heard it on radio, I instantly loved it for its music so suave and cool; beat is so inviting especially with the claps in the background. A classic indeed of a gone era of great poetry and philosophy in music.

Before listening to this beautiful music that is truly a gospel too in our time, we quote Ernie from that interview six years ago by The Guardian’s Simpson which we find so fitting in closing this piece:

The world today is at least as turbulent as when we recorded it. There’s a great amount of fear. The only way things will change is if people come together in peace instead of war. That’s what we try to do with the music. When we play the song in concert, you see smiles on people’s faces, like the harvest for the world is something they’re waiting for. (https://www.theguardian.com/music/2020/jul/06/ernie-and-ron-isley-how-we-made-harvest-for-the-world-isley-brothers?CMP=share_btn_url)

Together let us work in the Lord’s vineyard to enjoy this harvest of the world! God bless and thank you for the visit.

“Turn, Turn, Turn” to know God’s time

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Friday, Twenty-Fifth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II, 25 September 2026
Ecclesiastes 3:1-11 ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> Luke 9:18-22
Photo by Vincenzo Malagoli on Pexels.com
Once again,
O Lord,
your words right away
reminded me of another song
from the 1960's but this time
taken almost verbatim 
from our first reading:

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late!

Photo by Paco Montoya on Pexels.com
I really wonder, 
Lord, if you have "made
everything appropriate to its time,
and has put the timeless into
their hearts,
without men's ever discovering,
from beginning to end,
the work which God has done"
(Ecclesiastes 3:11),
then what time is it now
for me?

A time to weep or to laugh?
A time to mourn or to dance?
A time to scatter or to gather?
A time to be silent or to speak?
A time to love or to hate?
Despite our ingenuity
and intelligence,
we still could not figure out
what time it is,
Lord,
because we can never
know you God
unless we let go
of ourselves,
unless we return to you.

And that is why
Pete Seeger and the Byrds
added those chorus lines
before each stanza
from today's first reading:

To everything – turn, turn, turn
There is a season – turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

Photo by author, Dominus Flevit Church outside Jerusalem, May 2017.
Let me turn,
turn, turn to you
always to experience
your time, dear Lord;
let me turn,
turn, turn to you
so I may see you like
Peter as you are
in today's gospel -
the Christ of God
(Luke 9:20),
the One who suffered
and died but rose again
for our salvation!
In your Passion and Resurrection
Jesus,
you have shown us
time is a dimension
for us to determine and measure
the passing of moments,
a reference point
to go back in the past,
to plan in the future,
to experience the present
that often escapes us;
may we learn from Richard Bach's
Jonathan Livingston Seagull the parting
words of the wise Chen after teaching
him how to fly higher than most seagulls:
"Friendships should depend on nothing
like time and space; remove time,
we have now, remove space, we have here;
don't you think between
now and here we could meet
once or twice?"
Teach us, 
Lord Jesus
to return to you,
to turn away from sins
and evil to experience fullness
of time in your coming
in every here and now.
Amen.
From YouTube.com

Blowing in the Wind

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Thursday, Twenty-Fifth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II, 24 September 2026
Ecclesiastes 1:2-11 ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> Luke 9:7-9
Photo by Ms. Jo Villafuerte, Atok, Benguet, 01 September 2019.
Your words today,
O Lord our God,
both in the first reading
from Ecclesiastes and
the gospel remind me of
Bob Dylan's 1963 song
"Blowin' in the Wind" -
that all these problems
we are facing like wars 
and social inequalities
stem from our failure and
refusal to open our eyes
to see the most obvious
things that are just 
blowin' in the wind.

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they’re forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

Photo by Ms. Jo Villafuerte, Atok, Benguet, 01 September 2019.
Thousands of years
before Bob Dylan came,
there was Qoheleth
telling us, 
"Vanity of vanities...
All things are vanity!"
Like the wind,
"Blowing now toward
the south, then toward
the north, the wind turns
again and again,
resuming its rounds"
(Ecclesiastes 1:2, 6).
We simply had to feel
what everyone is feeling to be
kind, a "kin" to everyone
but we are so vain thinking only
of our very selves that
we can't feel the blowin' of the wind
to see you in everyone.

Yes, and how many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
Yes, and how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn’t see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

Photo by author, Mt. St. Paul Spiritual Center, La Trinidad, Benguet, 07 January 2025.
Two thousand years ago
your Son our Savior
Jesus came to reveal
you to us, Father,
suffering, dying and rising
from the dead but still,
many refused to recognize him,
preferring to be like Herod Antipas
who ordered John the Baptist killed
but when he heard about the Christ,
"And he kept trying to see him"
(Luke 9:9) when he eventually met
and spoke with briefly but never "saw"
at all.

And that is vanity,
O Lord:
when we keep on searching,
wanting to see someone,
something so obviously present
among; open our eyes,
our hearts,
let us not be vain
in order to see what is obvious
we are so oblivious
in finding you on the face
of everyone we meet
no matter what his/her color
and belief and background in life.
Open our very selves to find
you Lord on everyone's face,
to hear the cries and pleas
of those suffering and
disadvantaged, the weakest
like the sick and dying,
the youngest and oldest.
Amen.

Yes, and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, and how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take ’til he knows
That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

From YouTube.com

“Ang Himig Natin” (1973) by Juan dela Cruz Band

Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 30 August 2026
Ang aking tokwarts kagabi, brownout, 29 Agosto 2026.

We go OPM (Original Pilipino Music) this last Sunday of August, our Buwan ng Wika – kaya dapat nga pala isulat ko ito sa wikang pambansa.

Kakaiba sa ating nakagawian na pag-uugnay ng mga makabagong musika sa ebanghelyo ng bawat Linggo, walang kinalaman itong napili nating awitin ngayon sa Ebanghelyo na inyong napakinggan sa mga Misa ngayong Linggo.

Kagaya ng karamihan kahapon bunsod ng malalakas na ulan at pagbaha, wala din kaming kuryente sa parokya sa Fatima, Valenzuela mula alas-sais ng gabi hanggang kinabukasan ng alas-dos ng madaling araw.

Mag-isa lamang ako sa ibaba ng aming simbahan, katabi ng garahe. Binuksan ko ng lubusan aking pintuan upang pumasok malamig na hangin habang balot ng kadiliman buong silong ng simbahan maliban sa aking munting kandila na sinindihan.

Ma-drama ang eksena.

Basla ng aking tokwarts sa may garahe, kagabi pa rin.

At doon ko naalala ang kantang Ang Himig Natin ng Juan dela Cruz Band na binubuo nina Joey “Pepe” Smith, Wally Gonzales at Mike Hanopol. Isa ito sa mga awitin ng una nilang album na pinamagatang Himig Natin na kanilang inilabas noong 1973. Itinuturing ito ang hudyat ng simula ng Pinoy Rock music na pinalaganap noon ng estasyong DZRJ-AM.

Elementary pa ako noon. Narinig ko na inaawit at tinitipak sa gitara ng isang barkadahan ng mga kabataan malapit sa amin bahay noon. Sila nagturo sa akin na makinig palagi sa DZRJ dahil nga sa Pinoy Rock at iba pang mga magagandang tugtugin.

Bagay na bagay sa panahon ngayon itong awiting ito na maituturing na isang panaghoy sa kriminalidad na umiiral, hindi kalamidad.

Ako’y nag-iisa
at walang kasama
di ko makita
ang ating pag-asa
[chorus]
Ang himig natin
ang inyong awitin
upang tayo’y magsama-sama
sa langit ng pag-asa

Tayo tayo lang ang magsama-sama. Puwera mga walang-hiyang pulitiko at upisyal ng gobyerno na nagnakaw ng bilyones na halaga sa kaban ng bayan para sa mga palpak at karamihan ay ghost projects sa flood control kaya lumala pagbaha sa maraming lalawigan at rehiyon.

Mula sa malikhaing panulat ni Smith na siyang ring umawit, maigsi lang naman Ang Himig Natin na nagsasaysay ng dalamhati ng isang kaibigan. Marahil tinutukoy ni Smith ang musikang Pinoy na noon ay hindi pa gaanong katatag na tinatabunan ng mga banyagang musika. Paulit-ulit lang naman ang lyrics kaya masarap kantahin kapag nakainom na…..

Ako’y may kaibigan
at s’ya’y nahihirapan
handa na ba kayong lahat
upang s’ya’y tulungan
[chorus]
Ang himig natin
ang inyong awitin
upang tayo’y magsama-sama
sa langit ng pag-asa

Simple at payak ang mga titik. Malalim.

Ngunit ang nagdala sa awitin ay ang musika.

Out of this world. Parang panaginip sa malalim na pagkatulog.

Astig ang gitara ni Gonzales. Pasakalye pa lamang ika nga e, solb ka na agad, tsong! Mayroon ding sumasaliw na tila piano at baho sa kanyang solo kaya umaabot ng lima at kalahating minuto ang awitin. Tagos hanggang buto pati kaluluwa, parang kinakalawkaw iyong kalooban upang matauhan sa katotohanan kung inyong pakikinggan at nanamnamin.

Ewan ko lang kung tablan din napaka-kapal at sagad-sagad na kasamaan ng mga upisyal sa gobyerno!

[chorus]
Ang himig natin
inyong awitin
ang himig natin
inyong awitin
ang himig natin
inyong awitin …

Patay na sina Gonzales at Smith. Tanging si Hanopol – ang Jeprox- na lamang ang buhay sa kanila ngunit ang kanilang musika, buhay na buhay pa rin. At habang tumatagal, lalong lumalalim at sumasarap sa panlasa. Heto sila muli sa gitna na maulan na araw ng Linggo. Ingat po, mga kapatid at magtulungan sana sa tuwina.

Mula sa Youtube.com

“The Way It Is” (1986) by Bruce Hornsby

Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 23 August 2026
Photo from Facebook post by Dr. Tony Leachon, “KLEPTOPIROSIS: When Corruption Becomes a Public Health Crisis”, 08 Agosto 2025.

We go back to the year 1986 for our Sunday music we find so related with our gospel as well as situation in the country where we are literally inundated in government corruption and evil that have caused this massive flooding in various parts of the country.

Every year at this time when the rainy season comes, floods come in many parts of the country especially the city. It used to be normal but for the past decade, it has been getting worse every year. And suspicious until last year when it was uncovered at how officials from the Public Highways connived with lawmakers stealing billions of pesos – not to mention the life and future of countless citizens – through their mostly non-existent but paid flood control projects. (Sadly, it is until under investigation and no big fish had truly been jailed for their crimes.).

Back to our Sunday music – The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby and the Range from their debut album of the same title released in July 1986….

It’s melody mainly in piano is one of those unforgettable soft rock tune wafting on breeze with lyrics so bitterly cold of the sad realities in life. It is actually a gospel in the truest sense because its lyrics are both challenging and disturbing set in a relaxing mood and melody like the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Its title could actually mislead anyone into thinking it as a feel-good music with its sophisticated piano introduction and accompaniment without paying attention to its lyrics and message.

It is not. Hornsby actually dares us even today to leave the comforts of our rooms to get truly examine how things are going on around us as if that’s just the way it is… It isn’t at all. Like poverty and unemployment as mentioned in the first stanza.

Standing in line, marking time
Waiting for the welfare dime
'Cause they can't buy a job
A man in a silk suit hurries by
As he catches the poor old ladies' eyes
Just for fun he says, "Get a job"
That's just the way it is
Some things'll never change
That's just the way it is
Ah, but don't you believe them

Most of all, an end to all forms of discrimination due to color and beliefs found in the fifth stanza.

Well, they passed a law in '64
To give those who ain't got a little more
But it only goes so far
'Cause the law don't change another's mind
When all it sees at the hiring time
Is the line on the color bar, no, no

The Way It Is is so very much like today’s gospel set in Caesarea Philippi where Jesus surveyed his disciples on what people were saying about him before directly asking them, “But who do you say that I am?”(Mt.16:15). Our personal answer to that question of Jesus leads us to our identity as beloved children of God, brothers and sisters in Christ who must be respecting each one other.

And the more we get to know Jesus, the more we also get to know who we are… This may sound simplistic: all these problems we have about school violence, degradation of our moral values as a nation that perpetuate in office corrupt and inept officials while destroying our environment with our disregard for proper disposal of waste and garbage, may be due to our disregard for who is Jesus to us.

The question who connects us with God and everyone. And with our very self. How sad that in this age of too much digitization, we have been so focused on techniques of doing like what and how, forgetting being, the focus of who. (https://lordmychef.com/2026/08/22/the-definitive-question-of-all/)

See the gospel’s relation with Hornsby’s incisive genius and values in the third and fourth stanzas where he challenges the situation we have been so accustomed to, “the way it is” as if challenging us to find Christ on the face of everyone we meet.

Said, "Hey little boy, you can't go where the others go
'Cause you don't look like they do"
I said, "Hey, old man, how can you stand to think that way?
Did you really think about it before you made the rules?"
He said, "Son
Well, that's just the way it is
Some things'll never change
That's just the way it is"
Ah, but don't you believe them
Mm, yeah

Many times in life, the simplest things are the most profound in meaning like the parables and this time the question of Jesus. And don’t forget, like modern music too that truly reflects the way it is in the world we are called to change into something more humane.

Here is Bruce Hornsby and the Range with their 1986 classic. Enjoy. And ponder too.

From YouTube.com.

“Change the World” (1996) by Eric Clapton

Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 19 July 2026
Photo by author, San Juan, La Union, 09 January 2026.

Our readings this Sunday are so lovely and refreshing, yet so true and realistic with what’s happening around us. Jesus Christ’s parable of weeds among the wheat proves what we have already known as we aged – “we live in an imperfect world, that there will always be diseases and sickness, failures and death along with scammers and criminals, liars and idiots, suckers and ungrateful and traitors among us” (https://lordmychef.com/2026/07/18/our-inexpressible-groanings/).

And yes, we all want to change the world but God cautions us because many times, the solution we find to life’s and world’s many problems create bigger problems:

But though you are master of might, you judge with clemency, and with much lenience you govern us; for power, whenever you will, attends you. And you taught your people, by these deeds, that those who are just must be kind; and you gave your children good ground for hope that you would permit repentance for their sins (Wisdom 12:18-19).

It is a very tall order, most difficult of all, calling us to become holy and patient like God because any change in the world has to start in our selves. That is why we remember this Sunday Eric Clapton’s version of that 1996 collaboration by Tommy Sims, Gordon Kennedy and Wayne Kirkpatrick “Change the World.”

According to Kennedy, they wrote the lyrics and music to “Change the World” over a span of one year. It was first recorded by country singer Wynonna Judd in February 1996 then by Clapton in October of the same year with the famous R&B artist Kenneth “Babyface” Edmonds as producer when the song was chosen as soundtrack music to the movie Phenomenon starring John Travolta. Aside from winning accolades from critics and awards including the 1997 Grammy for Song of the Year, Record of the Year, and Best Male Pop Vocal Performance, “Change the World” is also one of Clapton’s best-selling hit in his entire career.

It is the music and melody of “Change the World” that is most captivating of all – soulful and reverberates deep inside any lover so in love with a woman to which Clapton has always been so famous (or notorious) like his 1971 hit “Layla” but on a different level and genre. “Change the World” is closer to Clapton’s “Tears in Heaven” which he composed after the death of his four year-old son in 1991. Both songs represent for us a new character and dimension in Clapton unfolding as one of music’s foremost forces up to this time.

Clapton’s distinctive guitar-playing virtuoso in “Change the World” echoes so St. Paul’s words in this Sunday’s second reading of how the Holy Spirit within us “intercedes with inexpressible groanings” (Rom. 8:26); according to St. Paul, we do not know how to pray which is so true that is why it is the Spirit who helps us pray to God. It means that God knows so well what’s going on inside us, when we are so loss for words not only in expressing our feelings and desires but most often, we could not even understand why things are going on – like the trials and difficulties we go through, the injustices that happen.

Many times we are tempted to ask where is God amid all these sufferings we go through in life as individuals and as a nation; but, we know deep in our hearts, God is with us, within us and knows so well everything that is happening. And he is in complete control.

That is why we sigh or groan when we could not contain what’s inside us, just like Clapton’s somber yet so relaxingly confident guitar bass lines in “Change the World” he had divinely woven with the lyrics that express wishful longings of him getting better, being the best person for his beloved.

If I could reach the stars
Pull one down for you
Shine it on my heart
So you could see the truth

That this love I have inside
Is everything it seems
But for now I find
It's only in my dreams

And I can change the world
I will be the sunlight in your universe
You would think my love was really something good
Baby, if I could change the world

If I could be king
Even for a day
I'd take you as my queen
I'd have it no other way

And our love would rule
In this kingdom we have made
'Til then I'd be a fool
Wishing for the day

And I can change the world
I would be the sunlight in your universe
You would think my love was really something good
Baby, if I could change the world
Baby, if I could change the world

I could change the world
I would be the sunlight in your universe
You would think my love was really something good
Baby, if I could change the world
Baby, if I could change the world
Baby, if I could change the world

Even the music video evokes the parable of weeds among the wheat, of how Clapton remains undisturbed by the crowd in the terminal while singing, reminding us that changing the world begins in our being changed first into our best person as more loving, more kind, more patient. Have a blessed week ahead!

From YouTube.com.

“Knocking On Heaven’s Door”

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Friday in the Fifteenth Week of Ordinary Time, Year II, 17 July 2026
Isaiah 38:1-6, 21-22, 7-8; 38:10-12, 16 <*((((>< + ><))))*> Matthew 12:1-8
Photo by author, sunrise at Camp John Hay, Baguio City, 19 November 2018.
God our loving Father,
I thank you for this wonderful
Friday and most of all,
for your moving words
from King Hezekiah,
the very same words
in our hearts especially
for those like me who have
reached senior year,
or may be going through
many difficulties in life
that make us all realize
our mortality
and finiteness.
Father,
we are all afraid of death,
of dying,
of the pain of getting sick,
of the process so hurtful
in all aspects; but, like
King Hezekiah in the first reading,
what really makes us worry
with death is the unfinished work
you have given us,
the sadness of what shall
happen to those we shall leave behind
not because we believe so much
in ourselves but more because
we know we have not finished
your work; forgive us for those
moments we have procrastinated
your work, for those times we
balked and dilly dallied to your
commands, or to those times
we refused to follow you;
hear our pleas like your
faithful King Hezekiah
knocking at heaven’s door:

Once I said: “In the noontime of life I must depart! To the gates of the nether world I shall be consigned for the rest of my years… Like a swallow I utter shrill cries; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak, gazing heavenward: O Lord, I am in straits; be my surety” (Isaiah 38:10, 14).

Photo by Mr. Howie Severino, Taal Lake, Batangas, 13 November 2018.
O Lord our God
most loving,
our life and meaning
who desires most mercy
than sacrifice for
you are the Lord of sabbath
(Matthew 12:7-8),
like King Hezekiah and
Bob Dylan in this modern time
we "knock at heaven's
door" for those in great need
at these very moment
like the disciples of Jesus
so hungry while crossing a field
of grain on a sabbath
and picked the heads of grain
and ate them; heal those so sick
not only in body but also in mind,
heart and soul;
ease their pains and sorrows;
and should we reach the final end,
welcome us into your heavenly
kingdom; but still, as we
hope against hope,
heal us by turning back
the clock of time
for us to fulfill your
assigned task and
mission.
Amen.

*While praying last night, we remembered Bob Dylan’s iconic “Knocking At Heaven’s Door” that he wrote as soundtrack of the 1973 film “Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid”. It became a worldwide hit after its release and had been covered by other artists like Eric Clapton, Randy Crawford and Guns N’ Roses.

“Knocking At Heaven’s Door” is praying hard to God when at the point of death. Like Hezekiah in the first reading, it is the baring of one’s soul to God, begging for his mercy that if possible be allowed to live a little longer. In this song, we find the lyrics and music elegantly and nobly simple, so characteristic of Dylan’s songs that earned him awards outside the music circle like journalism’s Pulitzer Prize special citation in 2008 and the recent Nobel Prize in Literature in 2016 “for having created new poetic expressions within the great American music tradition” (wikipedia).

In our prayer last night, we realized as we age that we fear death and its other daily manifestations like separation and other lifestyle shifts because of being sorry for not having done much in life that if given another chance, we might after all finish our mission like King Hezekiah in the first reading today. Knocking at heaven’s door is one of life’s most powerful prayer as it always “moves” God in the sense he grants our prayers not because he changes his mind but because we have finally surrendered to him and his Divine Will. Likewise, it reminds us to be faithful to our calling always so that when God calls us to death, we can let go easily.

Bob Dylan captured this so well citing the final scene of the movie for which he composed “Knocking At Heaven’s Door” when the frontier lawman was about to die, he gave or “surrendered” to his wife – Mama – his badge and gun because he had finished his job.

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

[Verse 1]
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s getting dark, too dark to see
I feel I’m knockin' on heaven’s door

[Chorus]
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

[Verse 2]
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can’t shoot them anymore
That long black cloud is coming down
I feel I’m knockin' on heaven’s door

[Chorus]
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

A blessed weekend everyone. Handle life with prayer always.

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“Sowing the Seeds of Love” (1989) by Tears for Fears

Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 12 July 2026
Photo by Dra. Eunice A. Vergara, MD, in Victoria, Laguna 19 October 2021.

It’s a gloomy, cold “bed weather” following the exit yesterday of typhoon Inday that had spawned these rains flooding us in various parts of Metro Manila this Sunday. Gone were the days when rains meant farmers going out to their fields during this rainy season to plant and tend their crops. What we now have are commuters stranded everywhere!

How sad that our farmers are dwindling in number with their fields converted into malls and subdivisions, a very clear sign of how we have really missed the very parable of life of God’s superabundance amid our interconnectedness as persons with the environment that Matthew presents us in this Sunday’s gospel (https://lordmychef.com/2026/07/11/our-interconnectedness-in-gods-abundance-the-parable-of-life/).

And that is why we also remember the British duo Curt Smith and Roland Orzabal more known as Tears for Fears with their 1989 hit Sowing the Seeds of Love from their third studio album “The Seeds of Love” as the perfect match to this Sunday’s gospel.

Orzabal reportedly got the inspiration in writing Sowing the Seeds of Love while listening to a radio program about British folk song collector Cecil Sharp who had heard a gardener named Mr. John England singing a traditional English song called “The Seeds of Love” that eventually sparked an English folk song revival. Orzabal mentioned him – “Mister England” – in the ninth stanza “sowing the seeds of love”.

According to Orzabal, Sowing the Seeds of Love is their “most overtly political song” ever recorded. It came out two years after Margaret Thatcher had won in 1987 her third consecutive term in office as Britain’s Prime Minister, referring to her in the third stanza as the “Politician granny with your high ideals, have you no idea how the majority feels?”

Coincidentally in the same third stanza, Orzabal took a dig with his fellow musician Paul Weller with the line “Kick out the style, bring back the jam” as he felt Weller had abandoned his working class political outlook after leaving The Jam in October 1982 to form the The Style Council.

Actually, Sowing the Seeds of Love is “the gospel according to Tears for Fears”, just like their two other songs from that album “The Seeds of Love” – Woman in Chains and Advice for the Young at Heart we hope to feature someday in relation with our Sunday gospel reflections.

Sowing the Seeds of Love is an invitation like the Lord’s Parable of the Sower for us to open ourselves like the fertile ground to receive the “seed” – the Word – proclaimed daily in every Mass celebrated worldwide.

The “seeds of love” Jesus the Sower sowed in the parable are all good – fecund – and most of all, efficacious. Because it is from God, it surely bears fruit always if nurtured and cultivated well. If ever the seeds do not grow and not yield fruits, the problem is with the receiver, with the person who receives or rejects these seeds of love.

How amazing that Tears for Fears follow this line of thought even without mentioning (understandably) the name God in their song, inviting us to “open ourselves” to the seeds of love so that these may germinate and grow, eventually yield a harvest of peace, love and harmony among peoples in the world today.

But opening ourselves to the seeds of love does not merely mean receiving these idly; opening to the seeds of love calls for a lot of self-discipline and hard-work like forgetting one’s self by “Swallowing your pride” and ending “need and politics of greed with love” – exactly like what Jesus taught us these past weeks about discipleship, of forgetting one’s self to carry one’s own cross. Hence, we find too the song Sowing the Seeds of Love not only a gospel but also a parable in itself that mentions a lot of ordinary things we take for granted yet teach us a lot about the meaning of life.

Feel the pain, talk about it
If you're a worried man, then shout about it
Open hearts, feel about it
Open minds, think about it
Everyone, read about it
Everyone, scream about it
Everyone
Everyone, yeah, yeah
Everyone read about it, read about it
Everyone
Read it in the books, in the crannies and the nooks, there are books to read for us

Sowing the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds of love
We're sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
We're sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds of love
Mr. England sowing the seeds of love

Time to eat all your words
Swallow your pride
Open your eyes
Time to eat all your words
Swallow your pride
Open your eyes

High time we made a stand
Time to eat all your words
And shook up the views of the common man
Swallow your pride
And the love train rides from coast to coast
Open your eyes
Every minute of every hour
I love a sunflower
Open your eyes
And I believe in love power
Open your eyes
Love power
Love power
Open your eyes

Sowing the seeds of love, seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love, the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love, seeds of love
Sowing the seeds of love, sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds

An end to need
And the politics of greed
With love

Let’s get real this week, start working, sowing the seeds of love to experience Christ’s peace and loving presence among us. Amen. A blessed lovely week ahead of everyone!

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“He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother” (1969) by The Hollies

Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 05 July 2026
Fourteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time, Cycle A
Photo by Ms. Marivic Tribiana on Facebook, 17 April 2020 following fire in Tondo,Manila.

Our gospel this Sunday is short but one of the most loved words by our Lord Jesus Christ often quoted even in some popular songs and music: “Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am meek and humble of heart; and you will find rest for your selves. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light” (Matthew 11:28-30).

Everyday Jesus calls us to come to him, to learn from him, to experience lightness in life not heaviness of compulsion and duty as most people would think of his demands. However, it is not a kind of R&R we all aspire every weekend at the beach or a mountain resort. Christ calls us today to come to him and learn from him on how to have a steady, realistic, day-to-day approach to life lived in his company, lived in love for one another as brother and sister (https://lordmychef.com/2026/07/04/learning-from-jesus-2/).

And that is why we remembered and chose this beautiful song from 1969 by The Hollies, “He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother.”

...The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where, who knows where
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

… So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there

… For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

Most captivating with this song is its opening music of a harmonica that stirs ones soul superbly balanced with a bass guitar that perfectly filled the rhythm and melody until Allan Clarke burst with the opening lines that give you a picture right away of the song meaning – love for one another as brothers and sisters.

Composed by Bobby Scott and Bob Russell who was then dying of lymphoma cancer, the song was recorder earlier by another American artist; The Hollies’ guitarist Tony Hicks heard it while searching for songs to record for their group. Hicks found the demo tape of Scott and Russell too slow, asked permission to make it a little upbeat by adding an orchestra with the young Elton John playing the piano. It became an instant hit both in Britain and the US, spawning other versions until now.

More than its beautiful music and lyrics, the ballad is so appealing because of its message of love. It is interesting to know that the phrase “he ain’t heavy, he is my brother” is the motto of the Boys Town children’s home founded in 1917 by Fr. Edward Flanagan in Omaha, Nebraska. The following year, Fr. Flanagan saw a boy carrying up a set of stairs another resident stricken with polio, wearing braces; Fr. Flanagan asked the boy if it was heavy and was told, “he ain’t heavy, Father; he is my brother.” The phrase got stuck and became the motto of Boys Town that inspired this beautiful song. (Pope Leo XIV recently declared Fr. Flanagan “Venerable” as his cause for beatification moves closer to realization.)

In today’s gospel, this is precisely the yoke Jesus is telling us that is his, light and easy: love. Everything becomes light when seen and done in love, with love. Without love, everything becomes heavy due to sadness; hence, the need for more love as the last three stanzas tell us with the long road ahead filled with more pains and sufferings.

… If I'm laden at all
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled with the gladness
Of love for one another
… It's a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we're on the way to there
Why not share?

… And the load
Doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

… He's my brother
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

Amen. May you have a lighter week in Christ this week with this music.

From YouTube.com.

“Huwag Kang Matakot” by Eraserheads (1999)

Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 21 June 2026
Photo by author, St. Michael Retreat House, Antipolo City, 16 June 2026.

A blessed happy Father’s Day to all the dads this third Sunday of June, the 12th in Ordinary Time of the Church calendar when we heard Jesus telling us in the gospel today to “fear no one” for he is our strength in this journey in life (https://lordmychef.com/2026/06/20/brave-and-gracious-like-alex-eala/).

At the end of our Masses this Sunday before blessing the fathers present, we reminded them of this call by Jesus to fear no one especially their wife – huwag matakot – to tell them they are not doing the laundry today because it is a Father’s Day. Assure them you will do it tomorrow…

But kidding aside, it is only now that I am 61 years old, a senior citizen, that I have truly realized and felt how difficult it must be in being a dad or an “unwed” Father like me, a priest.

My father died on my mom’s 61st birthday, 17 June 2000; it was the eve of Father’s Day making it so painful especially for mommy died in 2024.

Every morning whenever I face the mirror preparing for a Mass or a class and I see my wrinkles and white hair so similar with my dad’s, I do not just remember him: very often I reflect and imagine those many sacrifices he had for us, for me in all those years until he died suddenly of a heart attack on mom’s birthday in year 2000. I try hard imagining the many moments he had spent praying, thinking about his next moves to keep us safe and secured and comfortable.

It is only now that he is gone that I have felt his great love for us all, silently carrying all that tremendous weight of fatherhood on his shoulders, without ever complaining to us about life’s difficulties nor spoke of his problems and difficulties he was going through all those years.

Every dad is like Jesus Christ not just telling but assuring his family to have no fear, to be not afraid because he had everything covered.

Like Ely Buendia of Eraserheads when he wrote “Huwag Kang Matakot” in 1999 at the birth of his son Eon.

Huwag kang matakot
'Di mo ba alam, nandito lang ako
Sa iyong tabi?
'Di kita pababayaan kailanman

At kung ikaw ay mahulog sa bangin
Ay sasaluhin kita

Huwag kang matakot na matulog mag-isa
Kasama mo naman ako
Huwag kang matakot na umibig at lumuha
Kasama mo naman ako

Huwag kang matakot (huwag kang matakot), ah-ah-ah-ah
Huwag kang matakot
Dahil ang buhay mo'y walang katapusan
Makapangyarihan ang pag-ibig
Na hawak mo sa 'yong kamay

Buendia narrates the typical joyful tasks of every father to his child in always being present especially in difficult situations starting with sleeping alone as a child, falling and later getting hurt in the game of love. And life.

Very amusing too are the lines of how a father would always be present, loving and supporting his child even if it is foolish:

Huwag kang matakot na magmukhang tanga
Kasama mo naman ako
Huwag kang matakot sa hindi mo pa makita
Kasama mo naman ako
Huwag kang matakot (huwag kang matakot), ah-ah-ah-ah

Fatherhood is about facing all fears because of love. And that is why Jesus taught us to call God “Father” because like every dad, God gives us life, protects this gift of life and if ever we lost it to sin and mistakes, he restores this life so we live anew. Blessed happy Father’s Day again!

From YouTube.com. This is the best link we can find with clear sound.