Lawiswis ng Salita ni P. Nicanor F. Lalog II, Ika-04 ng Setyembre 2026
Kuha ni Bb. Bernadette Reyes ng GMA News, Sto. Domingo, QC, 29 Agosto 2026.
Paano nga ba ilalarawan ating kalagayan bilang isang sambayanan sa ngayon?
Lubog sa baha, lubog sa utang, lubog sa hirap ng kabuhayan, lubog sa bulok na sistema, lubog sa red tapes at bureaucracy ng gobyerno, lubog sa mga walang malasakit at mga sakim na politiko, lubog sa mga walang pakialam na kababayan, lubog sa kawalan ng kahihiyan. Saan pa tayo nakalubog?
Ngunit hindi lamang tayo lubog kungdi tayo man ay baon na baon sa marami pang suliranin at problema, mga siste at gawi naglilibing sa atin ng buhay!
Sadsad at baon
na ekonomiya,
salapi wala nang halos halaga;
sadsad at baon
sa korapsiyon
lahat ay pera pera
na lang talaga;
sadsad at baon
sa mga hirap at sakit
taumbayan walang magawa
kungdi magtiis
umasa sa ayuda,
ayaw nang mangarap,
tila nahirati na sa
pagtunganga.
Maglakad sa lansangan
lalanghapin hangin
kasama mga usok ng sasakyan
habang iniiwasan dumi
at lubak sa daan;
mga mukha ay sambakol
karamihan ay litang ang isipan
nakatingin sa kawalan
wala nang panahon pag-isipan
ating kinasasadlakan
maliban sa gawan ng paraan
kumakalam na sikmura
mga paang inaalipunga.
Sino sasaklolo
sa ating pagkalubog
o mag-aahon sa ating pagkakabaon?
Mga halal na upisyal
mga manhid at walang alam
sariling kapakanan at kaluguran
tanging pakialam:
nang sumigaw ng tubig,
sumbat ang naging tugon,
nang puntahan mga sinalanta
pinangalandakan kanilang
mamahaling damit
sa postura at ayos
hindi madapuan ng insekto
mga palatandaan ng kanilang
kakaibang sakit
kleptospirosis -
yumaman sa pangungurakot.
Sino ang daramay sa ating kapighatiang dinaranas kung ulit ulit lamang din nating ihahalal mga sumalaula sa ating bayan?
Nasa ating mga kamay ang kapangyarihan upang umahon sa pagkalubog, bumangon sa pagkabaon sa mga bulok at gahamang politiko na di na dapat iboto at iba pang mga bulaang propeta na puro pangako ng kaunlaran hatid naman ay kapahamakan; higit sa lahat, suriin nating mabuti ating puso at kalooban kung tunay ating pananampalataya sa Diyos na lumikha ng lahat baguhin makasariling pag-uugali iwaksi gawaing mapanglamang dahil tunay ang sinabi ng binibining tagapagbalita, hindi pala baha ang magpapalubog sa ating bayan kungdi kasakiman.
Isang linggo na akong masayang nagpapaulan sa aking araw-araw na walking dito sa amin.
Natutuwa ako dahil kay dami kong naaalala masasayang karanasan ng paliligo sa ulan noong bata pa kami tulad ng pagtatampisaw sa tubig, pagtapat sa mga alulod ng lahat ng mga bahay at ngumanganga ng nakatingala sa langit para inumin ang ulan.
Mula sa Instagram.
Isa sa mga sumagi sa aking alaala na paksa ng usapan naming magpipinsan tuwing umuulan at tirik din ang araw ay kung totoo nga na mayroon daw kinakasal na tikbalang – isang uri ng halimaw na parang tao kung maglakad ngunit mukha at anyong kabayo.
Ngayong matanda na ako, napag-isipan ko na totoo nga ito at hindi lang basta kalokohan. Nabatid ko na lamang iyan ngayong tag-ulan nang ilang ulit na umulan habang mainit ang sikat ng araw.
Unang tikbalang na tingin kong kinakasal kapag umuulan habang umaaraw ang mga local officials natin gaya ng mga mayor, tapos ang mga senador, kongresista, at mga upisyal ng DPWH. Yung mga sangkot sa ghost project flood scam noong isang taon.
Halimaw ang mga iyon.
Siyempre, sigurado mayroon ding mga tikbalang sa iba pang mga sangay at ahensiya ng pamahalaan na nagpapasasa sa kaban ng bayan habang hindi alintana hirap at pagdurusa ng mga mamamayan lalo na kapag umuulan.
Kundangan naman kasi, marami sa ating mamamayan mahilig mag-alaga at makipagkaibigan sa mga tikbalang, yung mga nakikinabang na negosyante at contractor.
Higit sa lahat, mga mamamayan mismo na bumoboto sa mga corrupt na upisyal.
Sila ang mga kabiyak – asawa – ng mga tikbalang na iyan. Partner in crime. Eka nga, it takes two to tango. Marami sila. Asawa at bisita. Ang iba ninong at ninang.
Nakakasawa nang manood ng mga reels at posts ng mga binaha at pa-shout out shout out pa kay mayor. Puro hinagpis sa social media kesyo palala ng palala na raw ang baha sa kanilang lugar, walang ginagawa mga mayor.
Ang tanong ay, ano nangyari bakit kada eleksiyon binoboto nila mga bulok na yan? Taun-taon pala silang pinahihirapan tuwing tag-ulan tapos minsan sa anim na taon tuwing eleksiyon nakakalimutan kawalanghiyaan at kawalang-silbi ng mga iyan?
Kasalan sa binaha na Simbahan ng Barasoain, kuha ni G. Aaron Favila ng Associated Press, 22 Hulyo 2025.
Walang kinakasal na mag-isa. Tayong mga mamamayan ang asawa, ang kabiyak ng mga tikbalang!
Karamihan din kasi sa atin ay tikbalang. Takot mag-isip, takot manindigan sa tama at katotohanan. At ang hirap sa atin, palaging humahanap ng ibang masisisi maliban sa sarili.
Katulad ng isang matandang ginang na kabatian ko kasi tuwing umaga sa aking paglalakad nadaraanan ko siya sa harapan ng kanyang apartment.
Noong Huwebes ng umaga sa gitna ng ulan habang ako ay naglalakad, sabi niya sa akin bakit daw ako nag-eexercise pa umuulan na?
Kumaway lang ako sa kanya at hindi na sumagot kasi nagdidilig siya noon ng halaman gamit ang lagadera.
Kawalan naman ng galang kung sinagot ko siya ng bakit po kayo nagdidilig ng halaman e umuulan?
Kulang sa pagninilay at pag-iisip? Mas malamang.
Ganyan tayo mga Pinoy, mema. Memasabi lang kadalasan na hindi pinag-iisipan.
Pero maganda at nakatutuwa sinasabi sa isang post sa Facebook buhat sa news report na nabawasan na pagbaha sa Marikina dahil sa mahusay na flood control projects doon ng lokal na pamahalaan pagkaraan ng tatlong taon.
Marami nang lungsod at bansa nagpatunay na maaring maibsan pinsala ng baha kung sadyang pag-aaralan at tunay na hahanapan ng lunas ng mga matitinong tao na may malasakit sa kapwa. At takot sa Diyos. Mangyayari lamang iyan kung boboto tayo ng mga upisyal ng pamahalaan na mayroong malasakit sa paglilingkod. Hindi suwapang. Hindi tikbalang.
Sa kabila ng mga makabagong teknolohiya, parang nabobobo mga tao ngayon: noong bata kami basta signal number 2 ang bagyo, automatic wala nang klase sa elementary at high school.
Bakit gayon na lamang ang pag-asa at pagtutok lalo ng mga magulang sa LGU kung may pasok o wala?
Sapantaha ko diyan ay mas grade conscious ngayon mga magulang kesa mga anak nila na tuwang tuwa naman tuwing suspendido ang klase.
Pakiwari ko tuwing umuulan, maraming tao natatakot maninindigan na pati pagpasok sa paaralan ay inaasa sa mga kinauukulan. Kaya ang gulo ng buhay ngayon!
Noong Martes wala palang klase pero pumasok ako;kinabukasan wala ulit pasok kaya nagpaulan ako at naisip ko magkapareho ang LGU at carwash: kapag nag-announce ng walang pasok mga mayor dahil sa masamang panahon, kadalasan umaaraw, maganda ang panahon. Magpa-carwash ka, pagkaaalis na pagkaalis mo, papatak ang ulan!
Sa tuwing umuulan doon nasusubok ating pananampalataya sa Diyos at kapwa, nahahasa ating kakayanang magpasya ng wasto sa pamamagitan ng masusing pag-iisip at pagninilay ng mga bagay bagay. Higit sa lahat, sa tag-ulan lumalabas likas nating kabutihan. O kawalan nito. Walang pakialam sa iba. Kung saan-saan tinatapon mga basura. Palaging iba may kasalan liban sa sarili.
Hanga ako doon sa mga nagpapacarwash maski umuulan. Wala silang pakialam sa lagay ng panahon kungdi sa lagay ng kanilang sasakyan!
Iyon ang dapat: tingnan natin at suriin ating sarili hindi lagay ng panahon o ibang tao labas sa atin. Siguradong babagyo at uulan na kasabay nito ang mga pagbaha. Bakit tila nagugulat at nagugulantang pa tayo kapag nangyari na mga ito? Pagmasdan: kung gaano katagal sina mayor sa puwesto, ganoon katagal na rin ang baha. Kailangan pa bang i-memorise yan? Parang basura yan – babalik sa atin!
Kuha ng may-akda, Huwebes Santo, umuulan habang umaaraw sa Bagbaguin, Sta. Maria, Bulacan, 09 Abril 2020.
Balikan natin yung kasabihang mayroong kinakasal na tikbalang tuwing sabay na umuulan at sumisikat ang araw. Natukoy natin mga tikbalang, sino kanilang kabiyak o asawa, pati ninong at ninang hanggang sa mga bisita.
Heto ngayon: hindi ba kapag may kasalan, palagi mayroong pari?
Sino ang tumatayong pari kapag may kinakasal na tikbalang?
E di mga pari din. Mga kasama at kapatid naming pari. Ilan lang naman sila.
Noong isang taon ko pa ito gustong sabihin pero sinasaalang-alang ko aking pagkapari at mga kapatid sa kaparian. Pero, kailangang sabihin.
Isang taon makalipas pumutok ang ghost project scam sa mga flood controls na ang epicenter ay lalawigan ng Bulakan, mismong sa lungsod ng Malolos, hindi maikakaila Katoliko karamihan ng mga tikbalang.
At mga paring Katoliko nagkakasal sa kanila. Mayroon din ilang mga pastor at ministro nagkakasal sa mga tikbalang tuwing umuulan habang umaaraw. May ibang sekta nga nag-aalaga talaga ng mga tikbalang.
Larawan mula sa Facebook post ni Dr. Tony Leachon, “KLEPTOPIROSIS: When Corruption Becomes a Public Health Crisis”, 08 Agosto 2025.
Ilan ang mga pari na humingi ng donasyon sa mga corrupt na upisyales para sa kung anu anong mga pagawain sa simbahan? Hindi ba iyan ay malinaw na pakikipag-kaibigan at kung tutuusin pakikipag-sabwatan sa mga tikbalang?
Ilang parokya pulitiko pinageermano sa kanilang pista kahit hindi taga-roon sa kanila dahil lang sa konting halaga?
Katulad ng malawakang pagbaha, hindi nating kailangang tumingin sa malayo. Lalo na kaming mga pari at lingkod sa simbahan. Kasama kami at kung tutuusin napakalaki at napakabigat ng pananagutan namin lalo sa Diyos na kasama kami sa kasal ng mga tikbalang na iyan.
Gayon pa man, mas marami pa rin sa aming mga pari ang tunay na lumalaban, naninindigan sa katarungan at katotohanan na hindi kailanman nagpauto sa mga tikbalang at kanilang mga galamay sa simbahan.
Sa susunod na umuulan kasabay na sikat ang araw, subukan nating magpaulan at hayaang dumampi sa ating bumbunan, sa ating mukha ang patak ng ulan upang mapaalalahanang mayroong Diyos na higit na makapangyarihan dapat nating sundin at paglingkuran lamang. Hindi mga tikbalang.
At sinabi niya sa kanila, “Kung gayon, ibigay ninyo sa Cesar ang sa Cesar, at sa Diyos ang sa Diyos” (Mateo 22:21).
Sa kahuli-hulihan, ano man ang panahon, higit pa rin palagi ang Panginoong Diyos sa lahat na siyang tanging pinagmumulan ng lahat ng ating kinakailangan at pagpapala. Ito palagi dapat naming panindigang mga pari, umulan man nang umaaraw. Amen.
Larawan kuha ni Michael Varcas ng Philippine Star sa Hagunoy, Bulacan sa isinagawang rally ng mga taga-Parokya ni Sta. Ana sa pangunguna ng kanilang Kura Paroko P. Rodel Ponce laban sa flood control scam noong Setyembre 2025.
Lord My Chef Sunday Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Third Sunday in Advent-A (Gaudete Sunday), 14 December 2025 Isaiah 35:1-6, 10 ><}}}}*> James 5:7-10 ><}}}}*> Matthew 11:2-11
Photo by author, December 2019.
Our churches are bursting in hues of pink this Third Sunday of Advent rejoicing not only in the fast approaching Christmas but most especially in the Lord’s Second Coming already happening in our midst.
Like John the Baptist in today’s gospel who was imprisoned at the time, we could feel in our own waiting for Jesus his saving presence in the many good things happening within us and around us.
When John the Baptist heard in prison of the works of the Christ, he sent his disciples to Jesus with the question, “Are you the one who is to come, or should we look for another?” Jesus said to them in reply, “Go and tell John what you hear and see: the blind regain their sight, the lame walk, lepers are cleansed, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, and the poor have the good news proclaimed to them” (Matthew 11:2-5).
Remember our reflection last Sunday of John’s preaching in the desert of Jordan signifying our own desert where amid the dryness and emptiness Jesus comes to us, Jesus is most present with us and in us. That is because more than an imagery of nothingness and death, the desert signifies too our intimacy with God. Many times in life, God brings us or allows us to get lost in our own desert to experience his intimacy with us, his immense love for us because when we are sufficient and strong, we rarely feel him nor even desire him. But, when we are like in a desert with nothing, that is when we long for God, and most especially feel him present.
That is why every prophet in the Bible including our Lord Jesus Christ frequented the desert and wilderness to show their intimacy and communion with God. The desert is thus transformed into a greenery filled with life like what Isaiah prophesied in the first reading today:
The desert and the parched land will exult; the steppe will rejoice and bloom. They will bloom with abundant flowers, and rejoice with joyful song. The glory of Lebanon will be given them, the splendor of Carmel and Sharon; they will see the glory of the Lord, the splendor of our God… Then will the eyes of the blind be opened, the ears of the deaf be cleared; then will the lame leap like a stag, then the tongue of the dumb will sing (Isaiah 35:1-2, 5-6).
See now the transformations found in our readings: in the last two Sundays we heard Isaiah speaking of the dried and barren desert but today he spoke of its transformation into a lush and verdant stretch of land; in the gospel we find John still in the desert, firm and unchanging in his preaching though his situation had changed a lot.
Last Sunday John was freely proclaiming the coming of the Christ in the desert as he sternly warned the Pharisees and Sadducees of their judgment; this Sunday, John was still in the desert but imprisoned awaiting death when he reproached King Herod in taking his brother Philip’s wife Herodias. But despite that clear danger daily hanging on his head, John was not disturbed at all as he patiently awaited the coming of the Messiah that he sent emissaries to Jesus to ask if he is already the Christ.
Here we find something so human in John the Baptist, so much like us when we sort of doubt ourselves not because we lack faith but simply we just want to be sure of what we are hearing, what we have seen, of what God is really doing.
Photo by author, December 2021.
Let it be clear: like John, most often we doubt ourselves not really God when things happen not according to our plans or expectations. Inasmuch as life is a mystery, God is more mysterious! Most of the time, we cannot understand his ways because he moves so differently, even unpredictably from what we know and expect.
Perhaps, John had a different scenario in his mind about the arrival of the Messiah like in the Old Testament tradition of judgment day, of action-packed events punishing evil people. Recall how called the Pharisees and Sadducees “You brood of vipers…Even now the ax lies at the root of the trees. Therefore every tree that does not bear good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire (Mt.3:10).
But something totally different was happening at that time as he heard while in prison – many people and their lives were being transformed. John realized something deeper than expected was going on in Judea and Galilee. And when his emissaries relayed to him the reply of Jesus, John realized that indeed the Christ he was proclaiming had arrived in Jesus. As a prophet well-versed with the scriptures, John found Jesus as the fulfillment of the prophecy by Isaiah when the blind can see, the lame can walk, dead are raised and the good news proclaimed to the poor.
It must have been a Nunc Dimittis experience of Simeon for John that soon enough, he died a martyr ahead of his Lord and Master Jesus Christ. John indeed prepared the way of the Lord in his birth and in his death, showing us the importance of patience in awaiting Christ and in experiencing the joy in his coming.
Be patient, brothers and sisters, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient with it until it receives the early an the late rains. You too must be patient. Make your hearts firm, because the coming of the Lord is at hand (James 5:7-8).
Photo by author, December 2020
Before the COVID pandemic, my brother and I used to rest at Camp John Hay in Baguio where he would buy in one of the shops there a line of local and organic perfumes. His favorite scent was called “Patience” but one time when we went there, it had ran out of stock that he said wryly, “maski ba naman pabango na patience, wala na rin?”
So true! Patience seems to have been almost extinct in this age of instants. Nobody wants to be patient anymore especially if one can have almost everything instantly. Even during the time of the early church, people have been impatient in life that St. James wrote them on the importance of patience in our journey of faith, in awaiting the Lord’s return.
From the Latin word patior that means to suffer, patience is a kind of suffering, of bearing the pain of waiting especially over a long period of time that we doubt if it is still worth the waiting at all. But we fail to “see” or realize as St. James pointed out like the farmer that waiting is never passive nor empty; there is always something wonderful happening that we do not see like the germination, growth and blooming of crops and plants. The more patient we are, the more suffering in waiting, the greater always the joy that comes when our waiting is finally fulfilled!
Advent teaches us this third Sunday that we need to be patient for waiting itself is a holy ground where we experience God’s coming and intimacy. Though patience tests our limits, it transforms us too!
Think of the stalactites and stalagmites in caves formed millions of years by drops of water. Or the great natural wonders of earth that took thousands of years of formation, transformation. Most of all, our very selves. Who we are and what we are today are long years of patient efforts to be healthy or successful or simply be alive. And that’s a great reason to rejoice.
Photo by author, December 2020.
Patience is so difficult to practice like in our daily experiences of horrendous traffic everywhere but with patience, we arrive at our destination. Patience transforms us into better persons and disciples of Jesus, enabling us to rejoice no matter what is the situation we are into. It is in the midst of sufferings and waiting, of patience and impatience that Jesus calls us to experience his silent and steady presence resting upon us like the rains every farmer is so familiar with. Our joy is doubled, becoming a rejoicing when we practice patience in our endeavors, in life itself.
Let me end this reflection with a quotation I memorized as a child on the wall of our former family dentist’s office in Meycauayan, Bulacan that said:
Time is fast for people who rush; time is slow for people who wait; time is not for people who love.
The most loving persons are also the most patient ones. Always. And first among them is Jesus Christ who patiently awaits us to return to him so we can experience his joy. Amen. Have a joyful week ahead!
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul, 10 July 2025 Thursday in the Fourteenth Week of Ordinary Time, Year I Genesis 44:18-21, 23-29; 45:1-5 <*{{{>< + ><}}}*> Matthew 10:7-15
Photo by author, August 2024.
“Come closer to me,” he told his brothers. When they had done so, he said: “I am your brother Joseph, whom you once sold into Egypt. But now do not be distressed, and do not reproach yourselves for having sold me here. It was really for the sake of saving lives that God sent me here ahead of you.” (Genesis 45:4-5)
Dear God our Father:
give me that magnanimity
of Joseph to his brothers,
give me that same kind of
attitude of being better
than bitter with life's many
trials and difficulties caused
by others especially those closest
to us; what a tremendous grace
for Joseph after all those years of
pains of being sold and lost in a far-away
country, he remained faithful to you
and you gifted him the wisdom
to save not just a nation
but the whole region.
Photo by author, Alfonso, Cavite, 2024.
Teach us to be empty always to never carry so many baggages and luggages, so many wealth and extras in life journeys whether they be positive or negative because in life, it is always that attitude of emptiness for you and your plans that matters for us to fulfill your mission, everything else is incomparable to you as our most cherished gift and treasure; for those going through many trials these days especially when the days are dark and rainy, teach us to have fun and celebrate life with much love in you. Amen.
Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Our Lady of Fatima University Valenzuela City
40 Shades of Lent by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Tuesday, First Week in Lent, 11 March 2025 Isaiah 55:10-11 + + + Matthew 6:7-15
Photo by author, 10 March 2025.
How lovely, dear Jesus that every time I receive a plant or flower from anyone, automatically I offer them to you on my prayer altar; and here now, my newest plant "abloom" with my prayer today!
Thus says the Lord: Just as from the heavens the rain and snow come down and do not return there till they have watered the earth, making it fertile and fruitful, giving seed to him who sows and bread to him who eats, so shall my word be that goes forth from my mouth. It shall not return to me void, but shall do my will, achieving the end for which I send it (Isaiah 55:10-11).
Photo by author, 10 March 2025.
In a few days I am turning 60 years old and in a month, I shall have been a priest for 28 years; in all those years, Lord, it is prayer that has sustained me, that has nourished me, that has always been my life even many times I never knew it; you have nurtured me in prayers that at first was like a chore taught to me by my parents that later like a rain - sometimes an outpour, many times a drizzle, and most often just a dew to keep me moist.
Photo by author, 10 March 2025.
Keep me fertile like the soil, Jesus, and keep my leaves green even without flowers or fruit; just keep me soaked in your words, gently, subtly and intimately to quench my thirst for you, for meaning, for life that in the end, I come and open myself daily to God in your prayer, saying, "our Father". Amen.
The Lord Is My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Tuesday in the Sixteenth Week of Ordinary Time, Year II, 23 July 2024 Micah 7:14-15, 18-20 <'[[[[>< + ><]]]]'> Matthew 12:46-50
Restore us, O god our savior, and abandon your displeasure against us. Will you be ever angry with us, prolonging your anger to all generations? Will you not instead give us life; and shall not your people rejoice in you? Show us, O Lord, your kindness, and grant us your salvation (Today’s Responsorial Psalm 85:5-8).
It has been raining for almost a week in many parts of the country of the world with images of floods everywhere, many are perennial ones but many are so unusual and unheard of; everybody is complaining, everybody is blaming everyone for the disaster except one's self.
That is why I love the psalmist's prayer today: "Restore us, O God our savior"; it has so many meanings and applications so relevant these days of rains and floods - repair and renovate the many roads and homes destroyed; but most of all, bring us back to You, O God; let us return to You by finding each one a family as Jesus taught us in today's gospel, "For whoever does the will of my heavenly Father is my brother, and sister, and mother" (Matthew 12:50).
Like the remnants of Israel the Prophet Micah spoke of in the first reading, keep me faithful, standing before You, O Lord in these trying times of natural and human disasters. Amen.
Quiet Storm by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 06 March 2023
Photo by author, 03 March 2023, Teresa, Rizal.
Why are there so many songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions
But only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
As a child, I have always heard many stories about rainbows from grownups telling me about the “pot of gold” at its end. I have never believed their stories because even at that young age, I have found them as total lies for if it were true, there would be no more poor people on earth as rainbows appeared daily or weekly.
Besides, I doubted stories about rainbows because no matter how hard I looked at them, I could not find the primary colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet in them as taught by my teachers. All I could identify until now are the colors red and blue with the third hue of pink which is not even part of the primary colors! The only truth about rainbows I have always accepted since elementary is the fact that it is caused by sunlight hitting the rains that cast such colorful display in the skies. Most often, I just thought binobola lang kami ng teacher namin para pagbigyan kung sino man itong si Roy G. Biv na may-ari ng mga rainbow!
Later, our elementary school principal Sr. Domitilla of St. Paul College Bocaue would tell us over and over again the story of Noah and the great flood, of how God promised him never to destroy earth again with floods by giving him the sign of the rainbow.
You bet! I did not believe her totally because growing up in Bocaue, I have experienced so many floods annually that destroyed many of our belongings like photos and vinyl records not to mention the hardships – pahirap in the real sense of cleaning after each flooding.
But all these changed only for me during the COVID-19 pandemic.
Photo by Ms. Anne Ramos, 22 March 2020, Bgy. Bagbaguin, Sta. Maria, Bulacan.
It was the first Sunday of the lockdown, my 55th birthday, March 22, 2020. There were no public Masses. So I decided to start on that Sunday the weekly libot or motorized procession of the Blessed Sacrament around our parish in Bagbaguin, Sta. Maria, Bulacan. Seeing the people kneeling on the streets was so moving but what really brought me tears was the sight of a rainbow that afternoon.
We were on our way to the last sitio of our parish when it started to rain lightly. Our volunteers asked if we should go back to the parish as the clouds indicated heavy rains were coming our way. But as I held the monstrance, I told my companions to proceed because the people were waiting for Jesus.
Lo and behold! as we turned to our last sitio, a rainbow appeared and I remembered the story of Noah and the rainbow.
That’s when I cried and started believing in rainbows as I felt that very moment God assuring me of his protection from COVID-19. True enough, until I left in February 2021 my former parish of Parokya ni San Juan Apostol at Ebanghelista had the lowest rate of COVID infections in our town. Most of all, me and our volunteers never had COVID except for one as we continued with our libot of the Blessed Sacrament that soon evolved into “drive-thru” and “door-to-door” communion after our online Mass on Sundays!
So we've been told and some choose to believe it
I know they're wrong, wait and see
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me
Photo by author, August 2022, Parish of Holy Cross, Paco, Obando, Bulacan.
One of the best stories I have read about rainbows is from my favorite Pope, Benedict XVI. In one of his books in the series Jesus of Nazareth, Pope Benedict explained how the rainbow of Noah’s time had become the arms of Jesus Christ outstretched on the Cross, the fullness of God’s promise to never destroy earth, of his immense love to save us through his Son. Furthermore, he explained how the rainbow as the outstretched arms of Jesus is also the same bow of arrow referred to in the Book of Psalms signifying God’s salvation.
It is so funny that after passing the age 50 that I started believing in rainbows! And what a sight indeed for me of the rainbow like a bow of an arrow shooting in the sky assuring us of God’s love and protection, of the arms of Jesus embracing us all in his love and mercy, kindness and forgiveness.
Photo by author, Teresa, Rizal, 03 March 2023.
Last Wednesday we celebrated Mass for the opening of our annual strategic planning in Our Lady of Fatima University (composed of six campuses) and Fatima University Medical Center (with two hospitals). In my homily, I shared that “lent is the time for us to start believing again” like Jonah in the first reading (Jon.3:1-10), of believing again in God, in others and in ourselves.
How I wished I have added that this is also the time to start believing again in rainbows because on our way to Katmon Nature Sanctuary and Beach Resort in Infanta, Quezon for the final day of our strategic planning, I saw again another rainbow during a stopover in a gas station in Teresa, Rizal. It was so beautiful with the arc, the bow, the arms of Jesus embracing us all symbolized by our coaster.
But the rainbows – or God – did not stop appearing there for us.
The following Saturday before we went home, I woke early to catch the sunrise at the beach that faces the Pacific Ocean. The sun was already up and I felt satisfied with all my photos and videos when it started to rain. As I ran back to our resort, another rainbow appeared, greeting me again that early morning.
Photo by author, 04 March 2023, Katmon Nature Sanctuary & Beach Resort, Infanta, Quezon,
I've heard it too many times to ignore it
It's something that I'm supposed to be
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me
Oh God! Praise and glory to you! I did not mind stopping in the morning rain that Saturday. It was the best morning prayer I ever had in years. Something very silent. So natural. So picturesque of God’s love, of his promise to bless us all in my new home, my new family, my new ministry – Our Lady of Fatima University (OLFU) and Fatima University Medical Center (FUMC).
It is here in OLFU and FUMC that God has started to unravel his other beautiful plans for me that at first I could not understand and even resisted at times. It is here I have come to embrace him more. And more tightly in ministering to students and faculty members alike, to doctors and nurses, patients and everyone especially our kind administrators.
Thank you for all your warm welcome, love and acceptance, OLFU and FUMC. And for your care beyond compare.
Glad to be with you in this very promising year assured by the rainbows. Let’s keep connected as we rise to the top!
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me
Photo by author, 04 March 2023, Katmon Nature Sanctuary & Beach Resort, Infanta, Quezon.
The Lord Is My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Tuesday in the Sixteenth Week of Ordinary Time, 19 July 2022
Micah 7:14-15, 18-20 ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> Matthew 12:46-50
Photo by author, Mt. Nebo in Jordan overlooking Israel, 2019.
Lord God our Father,
show us your mercy and love
especially at this time we feel
so alone and desolate like your
people who have just returned
to Israel from exile.
Shepherd your people with your staff, the flock of your inheritance, that dwells apart in a wood land in the midst of Carmel. Let them feed in Bashan and Gilead, as in the days of old; as in the days when you came from the land of Egypt, show us wonderful signs.
Micah 7:14-15
It has been raining again,
Father, with the skies so dark
and gloomy just like the lives
of many among us; we pray for
the sick especially those with rare
diseases and undergoing constant
procedures like chemotherapy and
dialysis as well as those so poor
who cannot afford treatment; we
pray for those living in flooded areas
and for those with leaking roofs
when rains are pouring; likewise, we
pray dear God for those feeling
lost and desolate, for those who
could not find aim and directions in
life for various reasons; we pray for
those grieving for losing a loved one.
In times like this of desolation,
when the well runs dry within us
when we feel you are so far and
not interested with us, let us be
faithful in our prayers to you; let us
hold on more to you, God, for who is
there like you, who removes guilt
and pardons sins, who does not
persist in anger but delights in
clemency (Micah 7:18-19)?
Let me hold on to you, O God,
when desolation comes; there are
times we seem to be far from you
like the mother and brothers of Jesus
in today's gospel who wished
to see him outside; let me keep in mind
that our ties with Jesus are based only
in doing your will, Father. And so,
in these dark days of storms in life,
let me strive to still do your will,
O God, to be more loving and
caring especially to those with less
in life, for those hurting inside.
Amen.
Lawiswis ng Salita ni P. Nicanor F. Lalog II, Ika-13 ng Hulyo 2022
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, 2016.
Itong ulan
ay kay buting paalala
sa atin ng kalikasan
na kailanma'y hindi tayo nalilimutan
ng Panginoong Maykapal
sa ating mga pangangailangan;
dinidiligan nanunuyot na kapaligiran
maging ating katauhan, minsa'y
nagwiwilig lamang upang maibsan
ang alinsangan at kung tag-ulan,
bumubuhos upang lubluban
labis nating karumihan!
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, 2020.
Itong ulan
maraming kahulugan
kadalasa'y pagpapala at
biyaya, tubig mula sa kalangitan
bagaman kung minsan
ay parang sumpa o parusa
tila mga patak ng luha
tayo ay binabaha ng hirap
at hilahil, nalulunod sa pighati
at kalungkutan na tila walang katapusan.
Itong ulan
mayroong taglay na katangian
wala sa ibang kalikasan
ang mangusap at magparamdam
dampian buong katawan tulad
ng isa pang kapwa nilalang
upang maranasan kalinisan at
kadalisayan nitong buhay
luntiang mga dahon, damdaming naaantig
ng magkasabay na lamig at halumigmig!