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 Sunday Recipe for the Soul, 28 September 2025 Twenty-Sixth Sunday in Ordinary Time, Cycle C Amos 6:1, 4-7 ><}}}}*> 1 Timothy 6:11-16 ><}}}}*> Luke 16:19-31
Photo by author, Carmel of the Holy Family Monastery, Guiguinto, Bulacan, 25 September 2025.
But you, man of God, pursue righteousness, devotion, faith, love, patience, and gentleness (1Timothy 6:11).
How lovely and so apt these days are the qualities Paul required through Timothy every man and woman of God must have. Of the six qualities Paul had cited, I like most “gentleness” which Jesus also asked us to have, “learn from me, for I am meek and gentle ( or humble) of heart” (Mt. 11:29).
From the Greek word prauteis, gentleness implies consideration, meekness, humility, calmness and strength amid adversities and difficulties. True power is expressed kindly and gently, not with harshness. Parents and teachers know this so well as children learn discipline better when authority and power are expressed gently than harshly.
Photo by author, Carmel of the Holy Family Monastery, Guiguinto, Bulacan, 25 September 2025.
Lately we have been sliding towards this kind of arrogance in our anger and frustrations following the wholesale corruption in Congress. Everybody feels the weight and pains of the ghost flood control projects but cursing and wishing death upon the corrupt officials are off bounds because that make us just like Duterte and his followers whose mouths spew expletives and death to their detractors.
Our readings are so timely this Sunday again, calling us to be gentle with one another because eternal life begins in the here and now of our earthly existence. How we live today determines our entrance or not into the eternal banquet of the Lord.
Jesus said to the Pharisees: “There was a rich man who dressed in purple garments and fine linen and dined sumptuosly each day. And lying at his door was a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, who would gladly have eaten his fill of the scraps that fell from the rich man’s table. dogs even used to come and lick his sores. When the poor man died, he was carried away by angels to the bosom of Abraham. The rich man also died and was buried, and from the netherworld, where he was in torment, he raised his eyes and saw Abraham far off and Lazarus at his side” (Luke 16:19-23).
Photo by author, Carmel of the Holy Family Monastery, Guiguinto, Bulacan, 25 September 2025.
Our readings continue to pursue that thorny issue of money, of how we use and manage it for God’s greater glory in the service of others not for our shameful selfish interests.
That is why we find Paul’s admonition to Timothy and to us today as men and women of God to be gentle in the midst of too much materialism. In the preceding verses Paul warned Timothy of the dangers of false teachings and the love of riches which he concluded with an exhortation to rely more on God than in wealth in verse 17. It is a timely reminder from over 2000 years ago against this growing trend among us spawned by social media of people flaunting their wealth as if finding their own value as a person in possessions than in their very selves.
Gentleness like Jesus is first of all finding our being’s sacredness. It is an expression of our being loving and charitable because we are children of one loving God we relate with as a Father.
How tragic we no longer see each other’s worth as a person, as an image and likeness of God as we seek more the face of money than the face of God in every person. Pera pera na lang lahat – even in the church, sad to say. Every consideration boils down to money like leadership in church activities or hermanidad in fiestas being reserved for the rich and famous who are always the politicians to whom many priests and bishops have become beholden, consciously or unconsciously. We have too much collections and envelopes that further drive away the poor from celebrating our Sunday Eucharist which is essentially a foretaste of the Lord’s banquet in heaven.
Photo by author, Carmel of the Holy Family Monastery, Guiguinto, Bulacan, 25 September 2025.
Amos continues his tirades against the priests of the temple of his time with their hypocrisies of hiding selfish motives in religious celebrations and practices that sadly continue to this day among us in the church.
Thus says the Lord the God of hosts: “Woe to the complacent of Zion! Lying upon beds of ivory, stretched comfortably on their couches, they eat lambs taken from the flock, and calves from the stall! They drink wine from bowls and anoint themselves with the best oils; yet they are not made ill by the collapse of Joseph!” (Amos 6:1, 4, 6).
That “eating lambs from the flock” and “calves from the stall” are the animals reserved for offering in the temple their priests have taken for themselves while “drinking from bowls” and “anointing with the best oils” harp on our rituals we have taken as our own like commercialization of Masses and sacraments. It is the color of money perfectly described by the purple clothing of the rich man in the parable that pervades us in the church that people no longer see and experience God as they have become so cautious asking about the price or the fees that come with every service we give.
Photo by author, Carmel of the Holy Family Monastery, Guiguinto, Bulacan, 25 September 2025.
Gentleness like Christ is using our power and authority at the service of the poor and disadvantaged, ensuring our Eucharistic banquet is a reflection of the eternal banquet in heaven where everyone is welcomed.
How sad this parable is repeated daily in the church that is why Jesus directed it to the Pharisees, one of the ruling class in the Jewish society at that time associated with temple worship and religion. Though Jesus did not say at all if the rich man is a good person or not, it is very clear that he lacked gentleness in his flamboyance, wearing purple clothes as if screaming to be noticed by everyone as a somebody while everybody is a nobody.
Maybe we should add “nepo Fathers” to the list of nepo babies and nepo wives who flaunt their wealth, looking more like showbiz kids than priests, feeling superstars who are more like entertainers than preachers who relish the tag “influencer” than remain hidden doing the work of Christ. They refuse wearing the proper liturgical vestments due to our tropical climate but would not mind at all wearing signature clothes with their perfumes leaving traces in their favorite stomping grounds like malls and cafes during offs.
Where is our gentleness or concern and consideration for the majority of our people who are poor further pushed out of our churches literally and figuratively speaking simply because we do not smell and look like them our flock of sheep as Pope Francis reminded us early in his pontificate?
Photo by author, Carmel of the Holy Family Monastery, Guiguinto, Bulacan, 25 September 2025.
Gentleness of Jesus is solidarity with the people, especially the poor and suffering who experience being uplifted or empowered in his mere presence so filled with warmth and love.
People understand us priests for being strict even stern-looking but what they find so difficult is when pastors are detached from them, always out of the parish for so many reasons, when priests are selective in their company even having cliques. How sad when priests are unapproachable and indifferent like the rich man who was oblivious to the presence of Lazarus at his door, who never gave him any attention at all while still on earth when in fact, they knew each other as mentioned in the parable after they have both died. Kakilala naman pala niya si Lazaro pero doon na lang sa kabilang buhay siya kinausap at pinansin kung kailan huli na ang lahat.
Pope Francis used to describe the church as a hospital where the sick in body and soul come to find solace and comfort in the presence of God. But, instead of hospitality, many times it is hostility that people experience in our parish when they are held hostage by our many rules and regulations that they never feel welcomed at all. Some get scolded that instead of their burdens being eased, they are traumatized by the priests or the office staff and volunteers.
Photo by author, Carmel of the Holy Family Monastery, Guiguinto, Bulacan, 25 September 2025.
If we could be a little more gentle with every Lazarus, perhaps we could be truly rich as we find God in everyone in our doors that lead to our banquet table, whether here on earth or in the afterlife.
Let me end with this parable within me these past five years as a chaplain in the hospital.
Have you ever noticed how the rich with all their wealth and resources are often afflicted with rare diseases without any cure and medication at all while so many poor people without money at all could not avail of the many procedures and medications available for their illness?
It is a parable in this life that begs us to be gentle, even extra gentle many times to ease each other’s sufferings with the rich sharing their material wealth and the poor sharing their gift of self in the face of death.Amen. Have a gentle week ahead everyone. Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, Our Lady of Fatima University, Valenzuela City (lordmychef@gmail.com).
A personal note to you, my dear followers, fellow bloggers and everyone at WordPress on the occasion my seventh year of blogging, 06 June 2025
After a funeral Mass in the province yesterday, this greeted me in my notifications yesterday afternoon. Immediately, it brought a smile in me, a sense of inner joy and fullness.
Salamuch is the only word I have for you all.
From the Filipino word “salamat” for thank you and “much” from thank you very much, salamuch is literally “maraming salamat”. Double that to “maraming, maraming salamat” it becomes salamax but I rarely use the term because they remind me of Betamax and its sexual connotations…
I have been reading some blogs by friends via Facebook long before I joined WordPress.
It was purely accidental, like Facebook too. A friend created an account for me here at WordPress seven years ago while we were having a meeting about communications. At first I protested because of my toxic schedules in the parish on top of my teaching load in the seminary and a radio program in our Catholic station. Then I realized this is exactly what I have been teaching to future priests – the need to write and communicate the Gospel in the internet. Since I have been writing my Sunday homilies way back 2003 sending them to some relatives and friends, I started posting them here at WordPress.
I was totally ignorant of everything about blogs… but WordPress is so kind with dinosaurs like me. Most of all, there were so many other bloggers so generous and helpful in sharing me their knowledge about blogging.
That is one great thing about WordPress that I like: it is a community, a family.
I found new friends who helped me grow spiritually. Their diverse views on everything even so different from my own have so enriched me that indeed, reading and writing can take you anywhere around the world, even into the other worlds!
This may sound unusual but, I love WordPress so much because this is where I meet God every day. Not only among the writings by its bloggers but primarily with what WordPress does to me every day: you remind me of the need for me to always pray and whatever I have felt and realized, those are what I wrote and share.
It is funny that as I pounced the keys of my laptop daily and nightly for my posts, it has actually become more of an inner journey than an outer one. Every piece I write is always a journey inside my heart and soul. The same thing happens whenever I read prayers and poems, essays and expositions as well as look at the stunning photos… these have all invited me to look inside me and think what I can share in return.
I have grown because WordPress brought out the gifts I never thought I have.
Salamuch, WordPress in bringing out the good and the best in me always. Indeed, among you I have felt so true Vatican II’s declaration that “Communication is more than the expression of one’s thoughts and feelings. At its most profound level, it is the giving of self in love…” (Communio et Progressio #11). We all read and write here at WordPress simply because we love which is communication in itself. No love, no communication.
Salamuch WordPress for the seven years of love and here’s to more years with you all! God bless!
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Wednesday in the Seventh Week of Easter, 04 June 2025 Acts 20:28-38 <*{{{{>< + ><}}}}*> John 17:11-19
What a moving first reading today as we come to close the Easter Season when Paul bid goodbye to the presbyters of the Church of Ephesus.
They were all in tears because most likely they would never see Paul again; but most of all, of the sincerity of Paul in his words spoken to them.
“Keep watch over yourselves and over the whole flock of which the Holy Spirit has appointed you as overseers, in which you tend the Church of God that he acquired with his own Blood…I have never wanted anyone’s silver or gold or clothing. You know very well that these very hands have served my needs and my companions. In every way I have shown you that by hard work of that sort we must help the weak, and keep in mind the words of the Lord Jesus who himself said, ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive'” (Acts 20:28, 33-35).
Indeed, it is more blessed to give than to receive because in giving that is when we have to use more of our hands in toiling and working; in the work of our hands, we not only share Christ in the good deeds we do but most of all, open the eyes and hearts of others to welcome Jesus into them to work also through their very own hands.
It is the same imagery we have of Jesus praying for us his disciples, laying over his hands over us as he "consecrate" us in truth.
Oh dear Jesus, make our hands strong to keep working, doing the difficult things many avoid so we can bless more people; keep our hands open too to share our work and blessings with others; most of all, keep our hands clasp together in prayer to you to surrender ourselves to your will always so that our hands may be cleansed of dirt and stains of sin worthy in giving praise to you and touching those in need. Amen.
Paul saying goodbye at Ephesus on the way to Rome for his trial and eventual martyrdom.
The Lord Is My Chef Christmas Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Our Christmas Homily, 25 December 2024 Isaiah 52:7-10 ><}}}}*> Hebrews 1:1-6 ><}}}}*> John 1:1-18
From LDS_Believer on X, 23 December 2016.
A blessed merry Christmas to you and your loved ones! On this most joyous season of the year that is also the most commercialized, let us reflect about gift-giving.
During Christmas, I hear a lot of people complaining of finding it difficult in giving gifts, in finding the most suitable gift to give to their family and friends. It is the other way around for me as I find it more difficult in receiving gifts than giving.
Don’t get me wrong. I have no claims to whatsoever except that I have always preferred to be a giver than a receiver. In fact, it is my favorite “love language”. Maybe it is part of my upbringing being the eldest in the family. My father taught me the value of hard work to be independent, never to rely on others unless necessary while my mother instilled in me the importance of sacrifice and contentment as she would say, “magtiis kung ano lang mayroon at hindi lahat ng kaya ay bibilhin.”
Friends know me so well of not opening gifts immediately that so often, food given to me end up expired. That is why I always ask people if their gift is food that needs to be consumed immediately like cakes, chocolates and ice cream!
Recently I gifted a religious priest with vestments for his silver anniversary of ordination three weeks ago. Just before the Simbang Gabi started as I shopped for my Christmas vestment, I messaged him for his chasuble size (the vestment we put on top of our alb). It turned out he goes too to the same shop and told me how he had always loved one of those Roman albs made there, a surplice alb with black lining. Since he had celebrated his silver anniversary as priest, I bought one of the alb too with the chasuble delivered to him via courier that day. That afternoon, Father almost shouted in joy in his messages, thanking me for the gifts of a chasuble and a Roman alb, asking, “akala ko yung alb lang bakit may chasuble pa, Father?” I simply told him “because you are a good priest; just pray for me and don’t mention it in your posts.”
During the Simbang Gabi last week while checking on my Facebook, I saw his posts wearing my gifts in his Misa de Gallo. It looked so good on him, the nice off-white chasuble with a V-shaped design on the chest with a classic cross underneath it the surplice alb with black lining he liked. He looked so holy. And I felt so good at myself having made a brother priest so happy.
At that moment, I felt the deep sense of joy of Christmas whatever it meant, as if Jesus were touching me, speaking to me in His most genteel voice an important lesson about gifts.
Through that priest, Jesus answered my prayer at the start of the Simbang Gabi, “how can I truly share you, Lord, this Christmas?”
Through that priest, I felt Jesus speaking into my heart that for me to be able to truly share Him this Christmas, I must first receive Him. We can only be a true giver when we are a sincere and humble receiver first.
I must confess that aside from my upbringing, it is largely pride that is the reason I prefer giving than receiving. As a giver, there is that sense of pride, of having the upper-hand with power and control especially when some gifts I have received are not of my size or I already have like books. It is easier to give especially when we have so much of things without really feeling deep inside the love and freedom why we give. Very often we give to show we don’t need others because we have.
Being a receiver requires humility in the first place, that we are incomplete and dependent on others. When we are able to receive, our giving becomes meaningful because when we receive gifts, we first receive the giver, the gift of every person we must always warmly receive with joy. As I relished my joy in seeing that priest appreciating my gifts – and me – I felt God patting my shoulder, as if telling me, that is how He feels when we receive and appreciate His Christmas gift, the child Jesus on the manger, asking us to receive Him, to love Him, to take care of Him.
He came to what was his own, but his own people did not accept him (John 1:11).
Photo by author, Christmas 2022.
This Christmas, let us first realize that we are first of all receivers of God’s gift in Jesus Christ. Let us receive Him so we can share and give Him as we pray:
A most blessed happy birthday to You, Lord Jesus Christ! You are our most precious, the most important gift we have received from the Father.
Forgive me when I refuse to receive and accept You among the people who love and care for me, for the people you send me to love and care too.
Forgive me when I refuse to receive and accept You among those who have hurt and offended me that until now I have not truly forgiven, having grudges against them.
Forgive me when I refuse to receive and accept You in my own giftedness, always doubting my goodness, my talents that I cannot be bold enough in sharing You because I might fail, I might err, I might not measure up to others' standards.
Grant me the grace this Christmas, Lord Jesus, to be small and fragile like You as an infant, so vulnerable, trustingly accepting even the unfavorable situations where I am so that I can share and give You truly to those who are willing to welcome You like me. Amen.
The Adoration of the Shepherds”, a painting of the Nativity scene by Italian artist Giorgione before his death at a very young age of 30 in 1510. From wikipediacommons.org.
Quiet Storm by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 13 December 2024
Photo by author, Camp John Hay, Baguio City, December 2018.
Thanks to social media – finally, the beauty and splendor of our faith is once again made known widely especially during this lovely season of Advent. Two beautiful posts from Facebook recently caught my attention that prompted me to share this blog.
First is from the wife of my former student in Bulacan whose wedding I officiated during the COVID pandemic in early 2022. This had actually shaped my prayers and reflections this week. She wrote:
From Facebook, 10 December 2024.
Last Sunday I mentioned in my homily how during Advent the days are shorter and nights are longer, starting earlier than usual. How true indeed that the darkest nights are the longest nights, especially during Christmas. And that’s one of the beautiful reasons Jesus was born on December 25 which is the darkest night of the year.
“Kung kailan magpapasko…” is one expression we dread to hear ourselves or dear ones saying at this time of the year. “Kung kailan magpapasko at saka magkakasakit… mawawalan ng trabaho…” or “mababasted o maghihiwalay.” Worst, “kung kailan magpapasko at saka mayroong mamamatay.”
This Advent, Jesus reminds us how in the cold, dark nights are others He is searching too to remind them that He actually came for them. Jesus wants us to be the “inn keeper” to bring Him to the poor and suffering, the sick and the children, those who have failed and are so disappointed in life, those deep into sins, feeling lost and alone in this merry season.
Dare yourself to be open to Jesus this Advent when He suddenly comes to you to bring Him to someone who needs cheering and reassurance Christ is coming again, Christ had come, and Christ comes.
Simply be aware how blessed you are and Jesus will tell you, will direct you to whom you must pray for or even visit.
Many times, we try doing something good to be blessed but the truth is, we have been tremendously blessed that is why we are able to do something good. God can never be outdone in generosity. Remember that before we can bless anyone, we are first blessed. That is why we have to keep on blessing others by being kind and caring always to anyone because we have been so blessed.
This I noticed since my first year in the priesthood – God would always lead me to some sick people to visit and anoint with oil, hear confessions and receive the Viaticum. That’s every Christmas which I have adopted as a personal tradition, a panata (pledge). That is why when I was assigned as a chaplain at the Fatima University Medical Center in Valenzuela, I felt God affirming my Christmas panata with the sick as He leads me to new directions in my ministry. The other year, I visited my kababata in Bocaue Christmas evening to hear his confessions and anoint him as he reached the terminal stage of his renal disease. A few days after new year, I was back to celebrate Mass at his funeral. So glad to have visited him and brought him Jesus.
With my classmate and friend Bernie, 12 December 2024.
Yesterday I visited a classmate and friend from college, Bernie. We last saw each other before our graduation from UST in 1986 after the EDSA People Power Revolution. We reconnected in 2019 when our seminarian now priest Fr. RA was assigned in his parish in Aritao, Vizcaya where Bernie is an active member and supporter.
Two years ago he asked me for prayers after being diagnosed with cancer and yesterday, he suddenly called me during breakfast to say he has been declared cancer-free by his doctors. As a thanksgiving, he is attending a healing Mass at the National Shrine of the Divine Mercy in Marilao, Bulacan with his parish priest. And they were staying in a private retreat house in Baliuag, Bulacan owned by my friends too! In fact, I held my 50th birthday party there that despite my toxic schedule yesterday, I hurriedly visited Bernie.
As I drove home amid a horrendous traffic at the Nlex, I felt like Joseph with Mary journeying to Bethlehem to bring the Son of God, Jesus Christ into the world. I hope that I just did that to my classmate and friend yesterday.
Photo by author, 28 November 2022, RISE Tower, Our Lady of Fatima University, Valenzuela City.
During these four weeks before Christmas, say a prayer for anyone you know or may have heard to be going through difficulties lately like not feeling merry and bright, suffering mentally, grieving for loved ones, struggling financially, going through some family problems, suffering physically, dealing with severe blows like failures and disappointments in life, and a host of other trials and tribulations others may be going through this month alone.
Pray also for those caring for the sick and suffering. Many times, we are so focused with their patients, forgetting the very crucial roles caregivers do for the sick and impaired or challenged. Remembering them, giving them a little gift or a card or spending precious moments with them can be their merriest Christmas! Many of them rarely go on breaks, especially on Christmas. They need Jesus so badly whom they rarely experience especially when the people they care for are very demanding.
Anyone who visits the sick, cares for those in pain and sufferings, consoles those grieving or simply be present with those going through financial or psychological difficulties is like Joseph and Mary going to Bethlehem to give birth to Jesus, to make Jesus present. The Lord needs us to bring Him closer to those silently crying, silently in pain. Think of the immense blessings that have been poured out to us beforehand and soon, be surprised for more blessings too.
Let me share with you this beautiful prayer shared to me recently too by another friend, a well-respected and multi-awarded photojournalist:
Let’s not forget. Christmas is Jesus Christ. Not money nor things nor food. It is only Jesus, always Jesus dwelling in us. Amen.
The Lord Is My Chef Sunday Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Thirty-second Sunday in Ordinary Time, Cycle B, 10 November 2024 1 Kings 17:10-16 ><}}}}*> Hebrews 9:24-28 ><}}}}*> Mark 12:38-44
Our Sunday readings are so lovely, so picturesque where you find in both first reading and gospel the character of a poor widow standing side by side with great men of faith in God as the main focus, the Prophet Elijah and Christ Jesus, respectively.
In the first reading, we find humorously the Prophet Elijah asking for water, then some bread from a widow gathering sticks outside her home in Zarephath.
Elijah said to her, “Do not be afraid… For the Lord, the God of Israel, says, ‘The jar of flour shall not go empty, nor the jug of oil run dry, until the day when the Lord sends rain upon the earth.'” She left and did as Elijah had said. She was able to eat for a year, and he and her son as well; The jar of flour did not go empty, nor the jug of oil run dry, as the Lord had foretold through Elijah (1 Kings 17:13, 14-16).
Elijah had fled Israel after proclaiming a drought because the people turned away from God to worship baals or false gods brought by the wife of King Ahab, Queen Jezebel. God then directed Elijah to Zarephath outside the city of Sidon to hide where the king was the father of his archenemy, Queen Jezebel!
Imagine Elijah hiding in the most hostile place of all with a pagan widow who worshipped baal so denounced by him. But, here is a marvelous story of faith of Elijah who trusted God completely in obeying Him to move to the pagan region ruled by his enemies. Similar was the faith of the pagan widow who surprisingly believed Elijah and God’s power that she did not mind putting her life and her son’s at risk in harboring their enemy. Their admirable faith both remind us how God accomplishes His great acts of mercy and love when we surrender ourselves totally to Him.
Photo by author, Wailing Wall of Jerusalem, May 2019.
Nine hundred years later after Elijah, we had Jesus in Jerusalem like the prophet in a very hostile place and situation too – in the Temple that was the very domain of His enemies. This was the Holy Week after Jesus had entered Jerusalem on Palm Sunday leading to Good Friday.
And like Elijah who approached a widow worshipper of baal, Jesus dared to sit at the temple area after harshly castigating the scribes there:
He sat down opposite the treasury and observed how the crowd put money into the treasury. Many rich people put in large sums. A poor widow also came and put in two small coins worth a few cents. Calling his disciples to himself, he said to them, “Amen, I say to you, this poor widow put in more than all the other contributors to the treasury. For they have all contributed from their surplus wealth, but she, from her poverty, has contributed all she had, all her livelihood” (Mark 12:41-44).
Jesus sat down opposite the treasury and observed how the crowd put money into the treasury.
Throughout this week, that scene of Jesus seated at the Temple had so absorbed me. What was Mark trying to tell us in reporting this? Jesus seated at the temple opposite the treasury observing the crowd is something else.
See the genius of Mark in weaving this Sunday’s gospel scene: right after castigating the corrupt leaders of Israel who were affiliated with the temple, Mark segued into this poor widow dropping some coins into the treasury box. In ancient Israel, the poor like the widows were not required to give those contributions. In a stroke of genius, Mark tells us something is wrong in this scene which Jesus rightly attacked because that widow was one of those widows whose house was devoured by the scribes!
“The Widow’s Mite” painting by French painter James Tissot, from brooklynmuseum.org.
And Mark never intended the story only for the Christians of his time but also for us as we have continued in the Church that malpractice by priests and scribes of Jerusalem. Woe to us priests and bishops who go around in “long robes and accept greetings, seats of honor” and worst of all, “devour houses of widows”, forgetting the poor, preferring always to be with the rich and powerful that social media attest.
Like Zarephath and the Jerusalem Temple, there is Jesus sitting in the middle of our Church under attack on all fronts and within in order to be closer with us especially the widows and the poor who are victims of an unjust society and systems perpetrated by same men and women supposed to be servants of God, or, at least men and women of God.
Photo by author, July 2024.
That image of Jesus seated at the Temple opposite the treasury was in fact a reminder of His being the victim too of injustice in the temple like the poor widow, of His Crucifixion on Good Friday. In fact, the 30 pieces of silver the priests have paid Judas Iscariot to betray Jesus must have come from that treasury.
In the midst of the hostilities and hurts, the divisions and abuses of power by priests and lay alike, in the Jerusalem Temple then and now in our Church, there has always been Jesus sitting among us, observing our offerings after first offering Himself for us all as our perfect High Priest (second reading) who finally freed us from these injustices and inhumanity of the past.
That is why I love this scene so much.
More than tithing, Jesus tells us this Sunday that like that generous heart of the poor widow, despite her plight, she continued to give because she believed, she hoped, most of all, she loved God. She need not give but still insisted because the treasury was for the upkeep of the temple, the very house of God, therefore, for God Himself.
There are times I hurt deep inside for the pains of the many scandals some priests and bishops have caused the Church but I choose to remain, even to sit in this Church or be a victim like Jesus amid all these because I love Jesus. Yes, amid all these sorrows, there is one “first” I see above all, Jesus Christ. This is concretization of last Sunday’s “which is the first of the commandments” – God who is love above all!
Jesus is telling us this Sunday through the poor widow that it is recognizing God in us and in one another that matters, and that is why we give at all.
Photo by author, 2022.
If we love God, if we find God in us and in others, when we find Jesus seated among us, then we realize we are the Church, we are the Temple we love. The moment we realize this, the more we feel at home “sitting with Jesus in the temple”, then we start giving totally because we love as well as know for a fact that whatever we give is actually what we receive from God in Jesus.
Why give so little? Give all, give everything because you never have anything to begin with! Everything is from God. That is why it is in giving that we truly receive. In every Mass, we do not give anything except our mere presence that is not even complete and yet, we get abundant blessings, primarily Jesus Christ whom we receive wholly, Body and Blood.
In every Mass we celebrate, we sit with Jesus in the midst of this inhospitable world we live in, even right in the church we love and hate sometimes. We do not give up. We persevere because we believe, we trust, we hope. Most of all, we love like Elijah and Jesus and believe like the poor widows of Zarephath and Jerusalem Temple. Amen. Have a blessed week ahead!
The Lord Is My Chef Sunday Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Solemnity of the Body and Blood of Christ-B, 02 June 2024 Exodus 24:3-8 ><}}}}}*> Hebrews 9:11-15 ><}}}}}*> Mark 14:12-16, 22-26
When I was a teacher-administrator of the Immaculate Conception Schoo for Boys (ICSB) in Malolos during my early years in the priesthood, I used to tell my students that in every first date they would have, always bring their girlfriend to a restaurant because what matters most is not the food and drinks but the moments we share together to know each other.
That’s the spirit behind every gathering we host with family and friends. What we really offer our guests are not food and drinks and desserts but our very selves, expressing to them our desire to be closer and intimate in our relationships as family and friends. When we tell them to have more food and drinks including sending home with tons of “Sharon Cuneta”, we actually share to them our selves as food and drinks in the same manner they nourished us with their coming. That’s Filipino hospitality so known even abroad, so appreciated by foreigners as we see in many reels and TikTok in social media.
Photo by author, 24 May 2024.
Universally speaking, every meal is more than eating and drinking but of togetherness, of deepening of our bonds as family and friends nourishing each other, becoming food and drinks for one another.
It is the same thing the happens in a more complete and perfect manner whenever we celebrate the Holy Eucharist.
By giving us His very self as Body and Blood, Jesus Christ our host in this sacred meal not only nourishes our spiritual and deepest longings but most of all offers us the most intimate communion possible with others and with God. Jesus is the one who makes everything possible for us to be together, calling us to “come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest…for I am humble and gentle of heart” (Mt.11:28-30).
On the first day of the Feast of Unleavened Bread, when they sacrifice the Passover lamb, Jesus’ disciples said to him, “Where do you want us to go and prepare for you to eat the Passover?” He sent two of his disciples and said to them, “Go into the city and a man will meet you, carrying a jar of water. Follow him. Wherever he enters, say to the master of the house, “The Teacher says, ‘Where is my guest room where I may eat the Passover with my disciples?’ Then he will show you a large upper room furnished and ready. Make the preparations for us there.” The disciples then went off, entered the city, and found it just as he had told them; and they prepared the Passover.
See how Jesus personally prepared everything for their Passover meal when He arranged everything with coded messages like following “a man carrying a jar of water” because at that time, it was the woman who fetched water. You cannot find a man carrying a jar of water unless there is something extraordinary like in our gospel today. And that is how much God loves us, always taking the initiative to meet us, to encounter us, to be closest with us.
It is always Jesus Christ who takes the initiative to meet us and bless us like in the Holy Eucharist. Imagine at the start of the Mass, right away He welcomes us even if we are sinners, granting us pardon even before we have asked forgiveness. In the Eucharist, we receive Jesus Christ personally like the apostles at the Last Supper this time under the signs of bread and wine as His Body and Blood, drawing us closer to Him.
That is what really happens in the sacred meal of the Holy Eucharist, a divine communion!
I tell people that after receiving Jesus in the Holy Communion, speak to Him in the most personal manner, tell Him everything whatever you want, including your cries and complaints. But, like in every meal, listen too to Jesus who has always has something so personal to tell us.
Here we find an essential element in every meal, in every conversation, in a covenant: our responsibility, our response to the offer of our host Jesus Christ. This is the meaning of Moses splashing the blood of the animal offerings to the people in sealing their covenant with God: the blood symbolized life or gift of self, our giving of ourselves to God our Lord. Jesus perfected this in the sacrament of the Holy Eucharist as the Letter of the Hebrews tells us:
Brothers and sisters: When Christ came as high priest of the good things that have come to be, passing through the greater and more perfect tabernacle not made by hands, that is, not belonging to this creation, he entered once for all into the sanctuary, not with the blood of goats and calves but with his own blood, thus obtaining eternal redemption. For this reason he is mediator of a new covenant: since a death has taken place for deliverance from transgressions under the first covenant, those who are called may receive the promised eternal inheritance.
Hebrews 9:11-12, 15
Photo by author, Chapel of St. Francis Xavier, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 20 March 2024.
Here we find the element and essence of sacrifice of Jesus as sacrifice of the Mass. From the Latin words sacra facere that means to make holy or sacred, Jesus offered Himself as a sacrifice for us to make us holy like Him. In the Mass, we do not repeat His sacrifice but makes it present, actual in ourselves.
For us to receive Jesus Body and Blood in the Eucharist, we too give ourselves to Him to become His very presence in the world not only in the community gathered as His mystical Body or Church but most of all, in our union as family and friends like in Marriage. But, remember that the sacrament is not everything. We have responsibilities to nurture, deepen and protect the grace every Sacrament bestows us. What do we give? What do we sacrifice?
My dear friends, that aspect of mortification in sacrifice is accidental. We do not sacrifice or give up something merely to deny ourselves of something good. To sacrifice is not to deprive oneself of life but actually to offer oneself to a higher life. That is why we sacrifice for our loved ones and even for ourselves to achieve our dreams and aspirations. God asks us to sacrifice not because He needs us but in order to make us better, to make us holy, more equipped to keep our end in His covenant. Hence, divorce is contrary to the Eucharist, to the covenant of God.
Photo by Ka Ruben, National Shrine of Our Lady of Fatima, Valenzuela City, 2022.
There is no perfect marriage nor perfect couples but every marriage is made in heaven, blessed by God. Problems do happen indeed in many marriages or in life in general but these are of human origins – the hardness of our hearts as Jesus declared, not with the sacrament or with life itself.
Everybody has got to give, has to sacrifice. The best things in life are not free, especially a happy marriage. Or a fulfilling ministry or career or whatever. We have to give ourselves too in the same manner Jesus gave us Himself on the Cross. Problem is we no longer sacrifice in these days of instants that even that most wonderful union of man and woman called marriage is being destroyed by some in the pretext of a solution with divorce.
In celebrating the Solemnity of the Body and Blood of Jesus Christ today, we experience the love and unity of God expressed in last week’s celebration of the Blessed Trinity, of how the three Persons in their mutual giving of self to each other outpoured upon us life and abundant blessings.
Like the three Persons bonded in love, we too can achieve that unity with God and with others through the Holy Eucharist when we too learn to sacrifice, assuring us of God’s presence among us in the ordinary instances in life. Experience God in every movement, in every step as He always takes the initiative to meet us, to be with us so we become like Him.
Let us pray:
Lord Jesus Christ, You have given me Your total self in love, Body and Blood on the Cross and daily in the sacrifice of the Mass; You never asked me to give myself literally: You merely ask me to be more loving and kind, to be more forgiving and merciful, to be more charitable; what's more, every good deed I am able to do actually comes from You! I practically just have to be Your lips, Your hands, Your limbs, Your Body and Blood and yet, I could not give up myself to You! Help me Jesus to learn to sacrifice, to offer my body, my total self to You through the loving service of others. Amen.
The Lord Is My Chef Easter Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Thursday in the Second Week of Easter, 11 April 2024 Acts 5:27-33 ><))))*> + <*(((((>< John 3:31-36
Photo by author, Bolinao, Pangasinan, April 2022.
Once again, O Lord, Your words are very amusing today: "For the one whom God sent speaks the words of God. He does not ration his gift of the Spirit" (John 3:34).
It sounds so funny yet so true, dear Jesus! We not only ration the Holy Spirit but we also ration every good gift You give us as if it would run out, as if You would stop blessing us, as if You are not God.
Forgive us, Lord, when we ration especially Your love to others, when we do not realize that love and life and every blessing You give are meant to be given and shared fully with others.
“We gave you strict orders did we not, to stop teaching in that name. Yet you have filled Jerusalem with your teaching and want to bring this man’s blood upon us.”
Acts 5:28
Dearest Jesus, fill us with courage like Your Apostles after Pentecost that we too may give all to fill the world with Your Good News of salvation in You, with You, and through You! Amen.
The Lord Is My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Monday in the First Week of Lent, 19 February 2024 Leviticus 19:1-2, 11-18 ><))))*> + + + <*((((>< Matthew 25:31-46
Photo by Mr. Jay Javier in Quiapo, Manila, 09 January 2024.
Today I pray dear God to your directive since the Old Testament until the coming of your Son Jesus Christ: "Be holy , for I, the Lord your God, am holy" (Leviticus 19:2).
But, what is really to be holy, what is to be like you, God?
There are so many other traits and characteristics I can think of you as being holy, O God, that we have to imitate to be like you that makes holiness so difficult, elusive, and impossible!
Who can really be like you when we are so different from you? But, thank you in sending us Jesus who not only made it possible for us to be holy like you, God, but also made it simpler:
“Amen, I say to you, whatever you did for one of these least brothers of mine, you did for me… Amen, I say to you, what you did not do for one of these least one, you did not do for me.”
Matthew 25:40, 45
On this blessed season of Lent, teach us to fast and be empty of ourselves, of our pride, and of our sins so we may be filled with YOU; holiness is first of all being filled with you, O God, that we feel, we see, we think of others like you, that is, of seeing you in each one of us.
When we begin to realize and experience that you fill us, O God, then we learn to be generous in sharing more of ourselves, of our time, of our talent, of our treasure, and most of all, of you dear God dwelling in us with others; we can only be holy not when we try being like you but more of finding you first in us in order to find you in others too!
Then, maybe we stop fighting, committing every sin against each other if only we can see you dwelling, filling each one of us. Amen.