Everybody hurts

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Tuesday, Twenty-Fifth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II, 22 September 2026
Proverbs 21:1-6, 10-13 ><))))*> + ><))))*> + ><))))*> Luke 8:19-21
I pray for all
those suffering today,
Lord Jesus;
for those hoping to see
you, to talk to you even for a while
like your mother and brothers
in the gospel;
why did you not go out to see
them right away?
I felt sad.
And disappointed.

The mother of Jesus and his brothers came to him but were unable to join him because of the crowd. He was told, “Your mother and your brothers are standing outside annd they wish to see you.” He said to them in reply, “My mother and my brothers are those who hear the word of G0d and act on it” (Luke 8:19-21).

Luke never bothered
to tell us what they wanted
from you, Lord;
but your reply got me praying
more deeply and these
I realized:
you love us so much
Jesus,
your words always in us,
in our hearts
but many times we do not listen;
Mary and your brothers know
that so well
and they never protested;
in fact,
they affirmed your words
by remaining silent,
trusting you as always;
most of all,
your reply teaches us
your disciples
to widen,
to enlarge
the bounds of our family:
if we choose to listen
and act on the Word of God,
we must at the same time
become a member of the
family of Jesus.
Teach us to be like
that king in the first reading
willing to bow
his will and desires to
God despite his power
and authority;
give me a listening heart,
a will so pliant to your ways
so that I may welcome those
trying to get close to you
Jesus because they hurt;
many times our pains
are so pronounced because
we have no room
for those seeking you,
Jesus.
Amen.
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Not bowed down anymore

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul, 27 October 2025
Monday in the Thirtieth Week of Ordinary Time, Year I
Romans 8:12-17 <*{{{{>< + ><}}}}*> Luke 13:10-17
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Jesus was teaching in a synagogue on the sabbath. And a woman was there who for eighteen years had been crippled by a spirit; she was bent over, completely incapable of standing erect. When Jesus saw her, he called to her and said, “Woman, you are set free of your infirmity.” He laid his hands on her, and she at once stood up straight and glorified God (Luke 13:10-13).

What a lovely story
for this Monday, Jesus,
when many of us
got the blues so to speak:
many of us are like
that woman at the synagogue
"bent over",
"bowed down"
and for the longest time
have seen only the dirty,
hard ground below;
the reasons are varied, Lord:
many of us are bowed down
due to sins and evil,
pains and hurts and trauma
some from people we trusted
and loved, mistakes and missed
opportunities, and so many others
that have enslaved and crippled
us for so long like
that woman you
have healed;
you know so well
how much we have wanted
to break free from these long years
of bowed down posture so that
we may rise and straighten up our lives
to look up to you in the sky,
to feel the warmth of the sun,
savor the beauty of creation.
On this Monday,
let us take to heart
the words of St. Paul
that we are not debtors
to the flesh... that we received
a spirit of adoption to cry
"Abba, Father!"
(Romans 8:12,15).
For those living
"bowed down" in pain
and shame, arouse them,
Jesus with the warmth of the
Holy Spirit, to rejoice
in our new life in you.
Amen.

Thomas, our twin?

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul, 03 July 2025
Thursday, Feast of St. Thomas the Apostles
Ephesians 2:19-22 <*{{{{>< + ><}}}}*> John 20:24-29
Caravaggio’s painting “The Incredulity of St. Thomas” (1602) from en.wikipedia.org.
Lord Jesus,
teach me to be like you -
so understanding,
so caring,
so loving
to those who are doubting
you like Thomas your Apostle;
poor Thomas -
he has been called "Doubting"
when the evangelists simply
referred to him as "Didymus"
or twin; however, it is so lovely
too to know that doubt and
certainty are like twins because
when we doubt,
the more we seek and find
the truth which Thomas did.
When I think of my own faith
journey in you, Lord,
many times I was worst
than St. Thomas for I was not only
doubting you
but also hesitant in following you
because of fears and mistrust,
lack of confidence in my self,
and simply self-centered.
Could it be, Lord,
that in each one of us is
Thomas our twin -
doubting,
hesitating,
indecisive,
in following you?

Now a week later his disciples were again inside and Thomas was with them. Jesus came, although the doors were locked, and stood in their midst and said, “Peace be with you.” Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here and see my hands, and bring your hand and put it into my side, and do not be unbelieving, but believe.” Thomas answered and said to him, “My Lord and my God!” (John 20:26-28).

How nice of you, 
Lord Jesus
to be so warm with Thomas
on that night
when you appeared again;
instead of engaging Thomas
into a debate or discussion,
you called him,
invited him to touch your wounds,
to feel your scars;
what an incredible courage,
Lord Jesus
to let us see and feel
closely your wounds,
to stare and look at your
sufferings, to remember and
imagine your lowest point in life
if only to show us that it is
the only way to glory;
many times, we are afraid
to admit even to ourselves
and to others our wounds and hurts,
preferring to keep them
even hide them
to keep our illusions
of greatness.
May we find 
the graces of
joy and warmth,
love and kindness
that fill our many wounds
in life as a result of our
following you, Lord Jesus
for it is in our woundedness
and hurts that we become
"members of the household of God
who are built together to be
the dwelling place of God
in the Spirit" (Ephesians 2:19, 22).
Amen.

Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Our Lady of Fatima University
Valenzuela City