Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 25 May 2025
Photo by author, Angels’ Hills Retreat and Spirituality Center, Tagaytay City, 18 April 2025.
We shift this Sunday into jazz with Earl Klugh’s sophisticated Living Inside Your Love to slow cool down our simmering summer and to feel more the meaning of the Mass readings today as we enter the penultimate week of Easter.
We were already in our early teens when we discovered Earl Klugh along with other jazz greats with the opening of the country’s first and only jazz radio station 101.9 WK-FM in the late 70’s. Maybe it was part of growing up when we experimented on a lot of things for more adventures that I found myself venturing into jazz from rock and pop music, switching from RJ to RT and then WK.
For me, Earl Klugh was the jazz version of rock’s Eric Clapton or Carlos Santana. Klugh has that certain touch or pluck in his guitar that can make you be in love, not necessarily be in love with anyone. It is a nakaka-in love ma-in love na feeling! That is why we remembered his Living Inside Your Love piece from his second studio album released in 1976 by the legendary Blue Note Records and Liberty Records produced by another jazz great, Dave Grusin.
Actually, we just realized today Living Inside sounds like a prelude to the turn of the century’s new age music where Klugh’s masterful playing of the guitar taking the centerstage of a great symphony backed up with cool vocals repeating just a few lines and stanzas of simple verses over and over that is similar with the vision of John in this Sunday’s second reading from the Book of Revelation when he saw and experienced the “new heaven, new earth” in the great luminous light of God who is himself the temple in the city (https://lordmychef.com/2025/05/24/easter-is-god-dwelling-in-us/). See how Klugh inserted the vocals into his great guitar music enhanced by a symphony like John’s vision of heaven:
Can't get over the feeling Living inside your love I never want to lose the feeling Living inside your love
Baby, you made my life so free Living inside your love You're just where I want to be Living inside your love
Baby, you made my life so free Living inside your love You're just where I want to be Living inside your love
Very interesting with his wonderful guitar music, Klugh’s lyrics – though sparse and repetitive – were loaded in meaning. Consider the line “living inside your love” which is exactly what Jesus said at the Last Supper, “Whoever loves me will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our dwelling with him” (John 14:23).
“Living inside one’s love” is what we call as “Divine indwelling”, that is, our home is in God – and with any one we love!
Moreover, consider also Klugh’s first line in his next stanza, “Baby, you made my life so free/ Living inside your love/ You’re where I want to be/ Living inside your love.”
When we love, we enter a relationship that becomes our dwelling, our home where we become free – free to love more, free to be faithful. When we truly love like Christ, the more we find ourselves more free to love, more free in everything because being free is choosing always what is good. We believe that more than a stroke of genius, it was also a kind of divine inspiration about true love that made Klugh at put at the end of this 1976 classic the longer stanza that actually repeated inn order to stress the truth of his first two stanzas.
Can't get over the feeling Living inside your love I never want to lose the feeling Living inside your love Can't get over the feeling Living inside your love I never want to lose the feeling Living inside your love I can't get over the feeling Living inside your love I never want to lose the feeling Living inside your love I can't get over the feeling Living inside your love
Here is Earl Klugh’s lovely Living Inside Your Love. Have a lovely Sunday and week ahead.
Lawiswis ng Salita ni P. Nicanor F. Lalog II, Ika-22 ng Mayo 2025
"Sunrise, fried rice
Sunset, pancet!"
ang aking laging sambit
ngunit ang aking favorite
ay sunrise
maski wala nang
fried rice kasi maaga
akong gumising;
sa mga "madrugeño"
na katulad ko (early riser
sa wikang Kastila),
mayroong kakaibang alindog
itong pagbubukang liwayway
kung saan ang liwanag ay unti-unting
sumasagitsit na kahit hindi mo
tanaw ang araw
banaag ang buhay
saan ka man lumingon
mayroong sorpresa;
kakaiba ang dapit-hapon
na palaging inaabangan
sa makukulay na tila isang palabas,
sa pagsikat ng araw
papalaoob ang landas na
tinatahak
kayat hindi lamang
ito tinitingnan kungdi
dinarama sa kalooban.
Kaunti lamang marahil ang nagpapahalaga sa pagbubukang-liwayway bukod sa mahirap gumising ng maaga, walang masyadong nakikita ngunit narito ang ganda at hiwaga ng bawat umaga: kinikilala ito katulad ng isang bagong kakilala, kinakaibigan hanggang sa hindi mo na namamalayan iyo nang nakakapalagayan at maya-maya ay dadantay ang katotohanan kayo ay kailangan nang maghiwalay; kaya rin naman mas marami ang nabibighani at nahahalina sa dapit-hapon: malinaw na sa iyo ang katuturan ng maghapon na lumipas kaya iyo na lang inaabangan paglisan ng mabuting kaibigan bago balutin ng dilim ang kapaligiran sa pagtatakip-silim.
Sunrise, Sunset hangganan ng bawat araw sa ating dumarating bagama't magkaiba sa pandama lalo na sa ating paningin nagtuturo ng katotohanan na hindi lahat nakikita ng mga mata; gayon din, naroon palagi ang dilim sa piling natin upang higit nating mahalin at laging hanapin tunay na liwanag na hindi napaparam, si Jesu-Kristo na dumating sa pinaka-madilim na gabi ng buong taon at muling nabuhay habang madilim-dilim pa nang unang araw ng sanglinggo; sa pagbubukang-liwayway at sa dapit-hapon o takip-silim man, palaging naroon ang Panginoon tinitiyak sa atin sa bawat ngayon at dito tuloy lang ang buhay!
*Mga larawan kuha sa aking iPhone16 sa Cabo da Roca, Pundaquit, San Antonio, Zambales Mayo 14-15, 2025.
Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II' Monday in the Fifth Week of Easter, 19 May 2025 Acts 14:5-18 ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> John 14:21-26
Photo by author, Cabo da Roca Villas, Pundaquit, San Antonio, Zambales, 15 May 2025.
Your words today, O Lord are very amusing: in the first reading we have the people at Lystra insisted on making Paul and Bernabas as "gods" after they have healed a crippled man from birth while in the gospel we felt you personally speaking to us too along with your disciples at the Last Supper of how in our love for you and with each other that we become divine like you.
Judas, not the Iscariot, said to him, “Master, then what happened that you will reveal yourself to us and not to the world?” Jesus answered and said to him, “Whoever loves me will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our dwelling with him” (John 14:22-24).
How lovely, dear Jesus are your words: you never left us, you continue to speak to us in the Holy Spirit you sent to enlighten our minds and our hearts so we may continue to love you in one another; more than a feeling as most people believe these days, love is a response to a loving, meaningful relationship in you; love is our deeper connection with you and with each other; without love, we are mere humans, not persons, without relationships, most of all, without meaning and direction in life.
Let us love, love, and love more, Jesus so we may find and recognize you in ourselves and in others, especially the weakest and poorest among us. Amen.
Photo by author, Cabo da Roca Villas, Pundaquit, San Antonio, Zambales, 15 May 2025.
Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 20 April 2025
Photo by author, Atok, Benguet 27 December 2024.
Blessed happy Easter everyone!
We have long been planning to have this instrumental piece in our featured music every Sunday but it was only now we have realized this is most perfect during Easter when Jesus Christ in his Resurrection is telling us to “pick up the pieces” of life amid its many darkness and emptiness.
That is the grace and surprise of Easter: in Christ’s dying and rising to life, death has become a blessing to us all as we have come to share in his glorious resurrection too.
Despite that feeling of emptiness within and in our homes, of the irrevocable reality they are gone forever never to join us in our meals and bonding like Christmas, of never hearing their voices again nor be able to hug and embrace them can be shattering, the angel’s reminder to Mary Magdalene and companion women at the empty tomb echoes in our hearts too: “Why do you seek the living one among the dead? He is not here, but he has been raised. Remember what he said to you while he was still in Galilee, that the Son of Man must be handed over to sinners and be crucified, and rise on the third day.” And they remembered his words (Luke 24:5-8).https://lordmychef.com/2025/04/20/easter-is-god-surprising-us/
Released in 1974 in the UK by a group of Scotsmen musicians who called themselves as Average White Band or AWB, “Pick Up the Pieces” did not perform well in the charts until it was released later in October that same year in the US where it stayed on the top singles in February 1975. According to the late Molly Duncan who was the band’s saxophonist, he had disagreed in releasing the song that had no lyrics only other than the shout “pick up the pieces.”
Moreover, the title spoke so well of their situation at that time when they were hardly noticed in the music scene, not making any money at all until it was released in the US where radio stations took notice of its funky beat’s good vibes. The single eventually became AWB’s turning point that is why the more we find it so appropriately Easter in nature.
We have been aware of the music itself in the 1970’s but it was only in 2010 when we found out its artists –AWB – after Daryl Hall guested AWB bassist-guitarist and co-founder Alan Gorrie in his internet show Live From Daryl’s House. It was a superb performance as usual by Daryl Hall and his musicians but of course, we always prefer the original. Here is AWB with their classic “Pick Up the Pieces” which we believe Jesus would also approve as part of his Easter soundtrack. Amen.
Good Friday Reflection by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 18 April 2025
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 17 March 2025.
Twenty-seven years ago today, I was ordained as priest with my six other classmates at the Malolos Cathedral by Archbishop Rolando J. Tria-Tirona. I was 33 years old at that time (and less than 200 pounds in weight).
One thing prevailed in me on the eve of that most beautiful event in my life: Jesus Christ died on the Cross when he was 33 years old. Is my ordination my crucifixion too? Maybe. But due to the euphoria that followed after my ordination, I forgot all about it until I approached the age of 40 and my honeymoon stage in the priesthood waned with all the trials and difficulties – and crises – that followed.
It was at that time every year my birthdays and anniversaries came, I prayed only one thing from God – that I would have a more worry free year, that the following year would be a banner one for me. “Sana naman Lord ngayon ako naman ang panalo, ako naman ang bida, ayoko na sa ilalim ng gulong ng palad. Sana ako naman ang nasa itaas.”
God never heard my prayers. They never came. Actually, the opposite happened as I went through more trials, more difficulties, more pains and hurts that many nights in my prayers I felt like Jesus Christ crying on the Cross on that Good Friday, “I thirst” (John 19:28).
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 17 March 2025.
Many times in life, our prayers to God are cries like that of Jesus on the Cross, “I thirst.”
Those are the times we thirst for love and kindness, for care and understanding, sometimes the most simplest recognition as a person or a brother/sister or a friend from our family and friends.
This is the second time Jesus felt thirsty in the fourth gospel. The first time was when he asked the Samaritan woman for water at Jacob’s well where in fact, it was Christ who gave her the “living water” – himself – in the wonderful conversation that followed.
See that in the fourth gospel, water is one of the significant signs used by the evangelist to portray Jesus Christ like in his first miracle at the wedding at Cana when he turned water into wine. In his conversation with Nicodemus one night, Jesus spoke of the power of water in cleansing us into a new person in Baptism.
The thirst of Jesus Christ on that Good Friday on the Cross is also our thirst for love, for kindness, for faith, for life and for one another. And here is the mystery and paradox: that thirst can only quenched by Christ if we too remain in him, with him on the Cross. That is why after he head died, blood and water flowed from his side pierced with a lance by a soldier. All throughout his life, especially while on the Cross, Jesus never ceased from being good, from doing good, from loving us all, giving us even at his death life and love.
After 27 years as a priest now on my senior year, I have realized this as the only thing I desire most in life – Christ, the only water who can quench all my thirst as a person, as a priest. Life is love which is following Jesus on the Cross. To thirst for love is to desire more the Cross which is to love more the one Crucified, Jesus Christ.
The joy and meaning, the peace and fulfillment we long for in life, we thirst for always are found in the Cross, not in material things nor in fame and glory as the soldiers had mistaken on the Good Friday. Unfortunately, many of us are exactly like those Roman soldiers who give money and material things to those crying “I thirst” to us.
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 17 March 2025.
The Cross of Jesus Christ has always been described as a paradox. And that is really what the Cross is – a paradox and mystery of life at the same time.
When you are on the cross, like this sweltering summer, what is one thing you desire or cry for? Water, is it not?
It is during that time when we are on the Cross of intense pains and sufferings when we truly feel how valuable every drop of water is. It is when we are up against the wall when we realize the most important, the most essential in life like love found in persons who all enable us to feel God’s reality in his loving presence.
This Friday is called Good. The only Friday that is Good in the whole year because that is when we remember, when we make present again in our very lives our being one with Jesus at the Cross like the beloved disciple and his mother, the Blessed Virgin Mary when in our intense thirst, there we experienced the refreshing and life-giving living water Jesus Christ himself. This Good Friday as we reflect on the suffering and death of Jesus on the Cross, what is that one thing you also desire from God?
Photo by author, National Shrine of Our Lady of Fatima, Valenzuela City, Good Friday 2025.
We all thirst.
When we thirst, thank God because that means we desire him who is love himself. When we truly thirst like Jesus, that is when we too are on the Cross with him; then, you are at the right place at the right time because it is only on the cross can our thirst be truly quenched in Jesus. Let us follow him always in the Cross for that is what to be loving in the first place which is to be with the One who died on the Cross this Good Friday. Amen.
Quiet Storm by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 17 April 2025
Photo by author, Sacred heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 17 March 2025.
I have always loved Thursday since my first job in 1986 at GMA-7 News and Public Affairs. It was the day-off given to me by our office because I have to write news for our radio stations DZBB-AM and DWLS-FM even on Saturdays and cover news for television on Sundays.
After resigning from my job to enter the seminary in 1991 and got ordained as priest in 1998, I still chose Thursday as my day off from the ministry.
The reason for this is from a news I have found from the wires of United Press International during my GMA days that reported the findings by researchers in a US university that people are more kind on Thursday. According to the report which I used in our two radio stations, people are normally grouchy on Monday because of hangover from the weekend. They only start working on Tuesday, getting so tired on Wednesday, the two most toxic days in the week. Friday is TGIF when employees shelve their work in preparation for the weekend.
It is only on Thursday when people are most human and kind as they wanted to get everything done before TGIF. Hence, it is also the best day in the week to ask for a raise or to ask for favors from anyone. It is also on Thursdays when traffic is lighter because people are more relaxed, not so stressed out than the other days of weekday.
Photo from wikipediacommons.org of Christ’s washing of feet of Apostles at Monreale Cathedral in Palermo, Italy.
Perhaps it is no coincidence at all, in fact truly a part of the mystery of Jesus Christ’s Incarnation, i.e., his becoming human like us in everything except sin that he gave us his new commandment during their last supper also on a Thursday.
“I give you a new commandment: love one another. As I have loved you, so you also should love one another. This is how all will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another” (John 13:34-35).
This is the reason Holy Thursday is called Maundy Thursday from the Latin word mandatum or commandment when Jesus gave us his commandment of love.
Love is the only thing we all have to do in life. This love is expressed in our love for God through one another. That is why Jesus clarified that during his ministry: love of God is always expressed in our love for one another. Love as a commandment is like a face with two cheeks always together. Isang mukha, dalawang pisngi.
Every time we sin, it is not only a breaking of a law of God or human but most of all a refusal to love, a refusal to obey Christ’s commandment to love. Our Tagalog word for sin says it all: kasalanan from the root word sala which is “to miss” or “to fail”. Every sin – a kasalanan – is a failure, a missing (sala) of our one task which is to love. Every time we sin, we become less of a loving person.
It is indeed a very tall order from the Lord, to love like the way he loves us.
So when he had washed their feet and put his garments back on and reclined at table again, he said to them, “Do you realize what I have done for you? You call me ‘teacher’ and ‘master’, and rightly so, for indeed I am. If I, therefore, the master ands teacher, have washed your feet, you ought to wash one another’s feet. I have given you a model to follow, so that as I have done for you, you shouild also do” (John 13:12-15).
From gettyimages.com.
However, Jesus is not the stiff nor strict at all in demanding that we totally be like him right away in our love for one another. All he asks us is to try, to persevere in his love. He knows very well that our love is imperfect, that only him can love us perfectly.
Many times we complain (rightly so!) as we get hurt emotionally, physically and even spiritually from people we look up to like priests and teachers and to those supposed to love us most like parents and siblings and friends.
It is part of the mystery of life and of love specifically that the ones we love most are the ones we hurt most too and vice versa. That pain is from that love that ironically fails always. And that is because we are not God. Our love is always imperfect. We need to have some room within us for others’ sins and failures.
Photo by author, last supper scene of our youth’s senakulo, 15 April 2025.
We are all imperfect that is why our love is also imperfect. There are times we think the love we share or give is the very best but to our beloved, it could be misconstrued as not love at all like parents being too strict with their children. There are times when we think our beloved would love our gifts as expression of our love but unknown to us they were expecting something else.
Only God can love us perfectly. That is the love of Jesus Christ for us on the Cross so vividly portrayed in his last supper on Holy Thursday evening when he washed the feet of his disciples.
Jesus washed the disciples’ feet because he knew they would get dirty again. And that would need constant washing by those he would leave behind, including us. To wash another’s feet is the highest or deepest form and expression of love because it is an imitation of Jesus Christ.
Imagine how Jesus bowed down to each of the Twelve that Holy Thursday evening. Every day, Jesus does that to us too!
Normally, we look up to God in the heavens to pray, to beg his mercy, to ask for his favors, to praise and thank him. Jesus reversed this at his last supper: with him washing our feet, Jesus is the one looking up to us mere mortals and sinners?!
That is the love of Christ for us he proved the following Good Friday when he plunged himself to the lowest point of life, of dying on the Cross because of his immense love for each of us that led to his Resurrection at Easter.
Photo by author, Holy Thursday 2020.
At the start of the Mass of the Lord’s Supper this afternoon before sundown, the rubrics instructs that “the tabernacle should be entirely empty, but a sufficient amount of bread should be consecrated in this Mass for the Communion of the Clergy and the people on this and the following day.”
This is a beautiful reminder too for us as we come for the celebration of Jesus Christ’s supper and sacrifice, we too must empty ourselves of our pride, to accept our own imperfections in order to have some room for others also imperfect just like us. Let us empty ourselves of our sins for us to be filled with Christ’s love and mercy, kindness and forgiveness.
This Maundy Thursday, let us reflect on how deep is our love for Christ and for one another. Look at your feet and admit how difficult it is to even wash our own feet. Whose feet do not get dirty in this life’s journey? Everyone does. Let’s admit that and start helping each other in washing our feet. That is love. We do not stop loving because that is all we have to do in life and afterlife. Amen.
Lawiswis ng Salita ni P. Nicanor F. Lalog II, Ika-15 ng Abril 2025
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, taunang Pabasa ng Lunes Santo sa Parokya ng Pambansang Dambana ng Fatima, Valenzuela City, 14 Abril 2025.
Para sa mga tulad ko na promdi – laking probinsiya – ang mga Mahal na Araw ay pinababanal ng magdamagan at maghapong Pabasa ng Pasyon ng ating Panginoong Jesu-Kristo.
Sa katunayan, isa ito sa mga eksenang aking kinagisnan mula pagkabata kaya taun-taon, ako man ay bumabasa ng Pasyon lalo na noong buhay pa aking ina at kami man ay nagpapabasa sa aming bahay sa Bocaue, Bulacan. Tuwing ganitong panahon, hinahanap ng aking katawan ang pagbasa ng Pasyon kaya noong isang taon, dumayo ako sa dati kong parokya.
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, taunang Pabasa ng Lunes Santo sa Parokya ng Pambansang Dambana ng Fatima, Valenzuela City, 14 Abril 2025.
Anong laki at bagong kaalaman ang aking nabatid noon!
Ito palang mga salita ng ating unang Santo na si San Lorenzo Ruiz ay kanyang kinuha sa Pasyon!
Batay sa ating kaalaman, sinabi ni San Lorenzo noon sa harapan ng kanyang mga taga-usig sa Japan na “isang libong buhay man ang ibigay sa kanya, isang libong ulit niyang iaalay ang mga ito sa ating Panginoong Jesu-Kristo.”
Nguni’t, pagmasdan ninyo itong aking nabatid sa Pasyon:
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, Biyernes Santo, 2024.
Batay sa tradisyon, si Longinus na tinuturing dito sa Pasyon na Longino ang sundalong Romano na umulos ng sibat sa tagiliran ni Jesus habang nakabayubay doon sa krus; mula sa sugat na iyon dumaloy ang dugo at tubig sa Kanyang tagiliran na siyang bukal ng habag at awa ng Diyos sa sangkatauhan (fount of Divine Mercy).
Para sa akin, isang magandang katotohanan ang sinasaad ng bahaging ito ng Pasyon: maaring bukod sa bibliya at katesismo, bumabasa rin ng Pasyon noon at marahil katulad ng ilan hanggang ngayon, kabisado ito ni San Lorenzo Ruiz kayat nausal niya mga pananalitang iyon.
Dito rin nating makikita na sa kabila ng maraming kamalian at mga samo’t saring bagay na kailangang isaayos sa Pasyon, malaki rin ang papel nito sa paghubog sa ating pananampalatayang Kristiyano.
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, taunang Pabasa ng Lunes Santo sa Parokya ng Pambansang Dambana ng Fatima, Valenzuela City, 14 Abril 2025.
Maituturing ang Pasyon ay isa sa mga una at malalaking hakbang ng inculturation ng Kristiyanidad sa kalinangang Pilipino.
Nagsimula ang Pasyon sa tradisyon ng mga katekista na sinusugo ng mga pari noon sa malalayong lugar upang samahan sa pananalangin ang mga naghihingalo. Bahagi rin ito ng tinaguriang “pa-Jesus”, mga paulit-ulit na panalangin tulad ng litanya habang ipinagdarasal ang naghihingalo. Kaya ang tagpo ay mula sa pagpapakasakit at kamatayan o Pasyon ng Panginoon ang ginagamit. Humaba ito ng isang aklat dahil naman sa kadalasan inaabot ng magdamag o maghapon ang paghihingalo bago tuluyang malagot ang hininga.
Mahalagang alisin sa isipan ng karamihan na hindi talambuhay ni Jesus ang Pasyon. Hindi rin ito lahat mula sa mga tagpo sa Bibliya habang ang ilang mga kuwento ay halaw sa tradisyon. Una itong tinipon at pinagsama-sama bilang aklat ni G. Gaspar Aquino de Belen, isang makata na tagasalin buhat sa Rosario, Batangas noong 1703 na inaprubahan ng mga kinauukulan sa Simbahan nang sumunod na taon.
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, taunang Pabasa ng Lunes Santo sa Parokya ng Pambansang Dambana ng Fatima, Valenzuela City, 14 Abril 2025.
Hindi maikakaila na maraming Pilipino noon namulat sa Krstiyanidad dahil na rin sa Pasyon dahil na magiliw na pamamaraan nito ng paglalahad ng mga aral at kuwento ng pakanta. Kaya naman nang malaunan sa paglaganap nito, isinaayos na rin ito batay sa kautusan ng mga obispo at pari habang mayroong ilang sipi na mismong gawa ng pari.
Sa sawimpalad, hindi naisaayos maraming kamalian nitong Pasyon. Kinausap ko aking kaibigan at kaklase na bumabasa rin ng Pasyon, si P. Ed Rodriguez at narito dalawang halimbawa aniya na dapat ayusin sa Pasyon:
At sa Henesis na libro, Nalalaman ay ganito: Nang lalangin itong mundo Nitong Diyos na totoo, Kaarawan ng Domingo.
Paliwanag: ang sinasabi lamang po sa Henesis ay “dumating ang kinagabihan at sumunod ang umaga, ang unang araw”. Wala pa pong pangalan ang mga araw ng sanlinggo noong isulat ang Henesis.
Gayon din naman, maraming kamalian ang sinasaad sa Pasyon ukol sa Mahal na Birheng Maria na malayo sa katotohanan katulad nito ayon kay Fr. Ed:
Sa maganap ang totoo At araw ay mahusto ng ipanganak na ito, Agad dinala sa templo Si Mariang masaklolo.
Hindi naman po inaalay sa templo ang anak na babae ng mga Hudyo; ang panganay na lalaki lamang ang inihahandog sa templo katulad ni Jesus na ating ipinagdiriwang sa Candelaria o Pebrero dos.
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, taunang Pabasa ng Lunes Santo sa Parokya ng Pambansang Dambana ng Fatima, Valenzuela City, 14 Abril 2025; imahen ng Dolorosa, ang nahahapis na Birheng Maria.
Marami pang ibang dapat itama at isaayos sa Pasyon upang higit natin itong mapangalagaan at mapanatili sapagkat isa itong buhay na patunay ng ating maganda at Kristiyanong kalinangan.
Nakatutuwa na maraming parokya ang nagpapabasa na sa ngayon upang maituro at maipagpatuloy ito ng mga bagong henerasyon. Tama ang maraming diyosesis na mayroong mga alituntuning itinakda sa pagbasa o pag-awit ng Pasyon: hangga’t maari ay huwag itong gawing biro na kung saan inilalapat ang mga makabagong tono ng tugtugin lalo na yaong mabibilis at mahaharot. Dapat palaging isaalang-alang ang kasagraduhan nitong Pasyon na tumutukoy sa pagpapakasakit at pagkamatay ni Jesus.
Gayun din naman, nagtuturo ang Pasyon ng kaisahan ng pamilya at pamayanan kaya dapat ito ipagpatuloy at palaganapin. Maraming pamilya noon maging hanggang ngayon ang nagkakaisa na basahin ng buong mag-anak ang Pasyon bilang tradisyon at panata nila.
Sakali mang mayroong pampublikong pabasa, maaring paghatian ng mga pamilya ang gastos sa pagkain kaya sa maraming bayan at barrio, hinahati ang aklat ng Pasyon sa dalawang pamilya para hindi mabigat ang pagpapakain sa mga tao.
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, taunang Pabasa ng Lunes Santo sa Parokya ng Pambansang Dambana ng Fatima, Valenzuela City, 14 Abril 2025.
Gayon din naman, ang pagkain o handa sa pabasa ay tinatawag na caridad o charity – bukod sa pagpapakain sa mga bumabasa, naghahanda ang nagpapabasa upang pakainin din yaong mga maliliit nating kapatid na dukha at kapus-palad. Nakakalungkot lamang na mayroong mga tao ang inaabuso ang caridad sa pabasa na nilulusob ng mga tinaguriang “PG”.
Hindi pa kay gandang halimbawa ito ng pagbubuklod ng mga pamilya at angkan?
Higit sa lahat, nabubuklod ang pamayanan ng pabasa ng Pasyon dahil mayroong schedule ang mga pabasa. Hindi basta-basta maaring magpabasa sa isang nayon dahil sa bawat araw, isa lang ang pabasa na maaring ganapin para isa lamang ang pupuntahan. Kaya nga noong araw sa mga nayon kay gandang balikan itong kaisahang ito ng mga kababayan natin tuwing panahon ng mga Mahal na Araw.
Bukod tangi ang pamamaraan ng pabasa ng Pasyon dahil ito ay makata o patula na inaawit, nakakaaliw lalo na kung nakasaliw sa musika.
Larawan kuha ng may-akda, taunang Pabasa ng Lunes Santo sa Parokya ng Pambansang Dambana ng Fatima, Valenzuela City, 14 Abril 2025; imahen ng Ecce Homo, si Jesus nang iharap ni Pilato sa mga tao matapos ipahagupit.
Isang kakaibang paraan ng pagtuturo o pedagogy na magaan at madaling matutunan at higit sa lahat, kaagad nadarama.
Kung baga, mayroong kurot sa puso at kalooban kaya nanunuot ang mga turo at aral. Isipin na lamang natin paanong nakatulong itong Pasyon maging sa ating unang Santo na si San Lorenzo Ruiz na sa kanyang kamatayan ang mga namutawi sa kanyang mga labi ay buhat sa Pasyon.
Sa inyong pag-uwi sa inyong mga lalawigan ngayong Mahal na Araw, sikaping bumasa ng Pasyo upang maranasan ang lalim ng ating pananampalataya at kagandahan ng ating kalinangan.
Narito dalawang video ng aming pabasa kahapon, Lunes Santo dito sa Parokya ng Pambansang Dambana ng Fatima sa lungsod ng Valenzuela. Buhat sa bayan ng Malabon ang aming nakuhang musiko sa tumugtog mula ika-pito ng gabi hanggang ika-sampu ng gabi.
Lord My Chef Sunday Music by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 13 April 2025
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 17 March 2025.
Today we begin the Holy Week with the celebration of Palm Sunday in the Lord’s Passion.
See how since the entry of Jesus to Jerusalem more than 2000 years ago, nothing much have really changed among us – we are still the same fickle-minded people who would sing “Hosanna in the highest” and later shout “crucify him! crucify him!”.
Everybody wants to become better, each one wishing for so many things without really realizing the good things we are hoping for are all right in front us if we could just open our eyes or listen more or perhaps have a change of heart to realize everyday is a Palm Sunday too for us when God comes right into us to fulfill us.
However, many times whether in our wishful thinking or future-looking and planning, it is highly probable that what we long for is already present to us.
As we begin the Holy Week with the celebration of Palm Sunday in the Lord’s Passion, we are reminded by the liturgy with its long readings how so often in life, we just need to see with different eyes, hear with different ears, expect with different hearts to find fulfillment, peace and joy.
The night before I wrote my homily yesterday, I was posting some reels in my Instagram account when one of the music I used was the Style Council’s 1984 hit “My Ever Changing Moods”. Composed by the group founder Paul Weller who shot to fame in the 1970’s as lead singer and guitarist of the British rock band The Jam, “My Ever Changing Moods” is the Style Council’s fifth single.
Aside from Weller’s superb vocals, “My Ever Changing Moods” is so remarkable in what shall we describe as “subtle intensity” – ang tindi ng dating as we say. Despite the message conveyed by its title, the song is heavy in meanings that can stir one’s soul with its light and easy poetry yet so penetrating. That is why we right away felt its direct link with Palm Sunday.
Daylight turns to moonlight and I'm at my best Praising the way it all works, and gazing upon the rest, yeah The cool before the warm, the calm after the storm The cool before the warm, the calm after the storm
I wish to stay forever, letting this be my food Oh, but I'm caught up in a whirlwind And my ever changing moods, yeah
Many times in life, we forget that reality of how everything is like the weather that shifts and changes in a rhythmic pattern, “Daylight turns to moonlight…the cool before the warm, the calm after the storm.” The key is openness to these changes happening in us and around us.
Though Weller and critics claim of the song’s political undertones, we see something deeper, something spiritual that we find it so appropriate in this time as we enter the holiest days of the year. Notice these final four stanzas how they convey love and order, something so similar to Jesus Christ’s first words when crucified more than 2000 years ago, “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do” (Lk.23:24).
Teardrops turn to children who've never had the time To commit the sins they pay for through another's evil mind The love after the hate, the love we leave too late The love after the hate, the love we leave too late
I wish we'd wake up one day, an' everyone feel moved Oh, but we're caught up in the dailies And an ever changing mood, yeah
Evil turns to statues and masses form a line But I know which way I'd run to, if the choice was mine The past is knowledge, the present our mistake And the future we always leave too late
I wish we'd come to our senses and see there is no truth In those who promote the confusion For this ever changing mood, yeah
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 17 March 2025.
What do we really know at all that we continue to crucify Jesus today, nailing him on the cross with our many sins as we pretend and assume to know so many things in life?
To know in the Jewish mind is to have a relationship, an activity more of the heart than of the mind. To know is to love, to care. Therefore, when Jesus prayed to the Father to forgive them for they know not what they do is to forgive them because they refuse to love which is what sin is all about. And that is what we still do not know until now – to love, to care for one another that we keep on crucifying Jesus Christ.
Until now, we pretend to know a lot that some nations resort to wars while some blind followers insist on what they know as right while evading the truth with their fake news being spread to cover crimes and atrocities. Until now we pretend to know what we are doing that everyday everywhere is a road rage happening often costing lives senselessly because many insist on their rights. And the confusions and quarrels and deaths continue because we do not know what we are doing. Like Paul Weller, we pray to Jesus that we’d come to our senses and see there is no truth// In those who promote the confusion// For this ever changing mood, yeah.
For this piece, we chose the slow version on piano of Style Council’s “My Ever Changing Moods” to be more attuned with Palm Sunday; you may check their original music video which is equally excellent.
40 Shades of Lent by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Tuesday, Fourth Week in Lent, 01 April 2025 Ezekiel 47:1-9, 12 + + + John 5:1-16
Photo by author, Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, 17 March 2025.
Thank you dear Jesus for the Lenten reminder of our Baptism, of the sign of water in our faith and in our lives; Lent is water that cleanses us, refreshes us, hydrates us to keep us moving in your mission.
But what I like most, dear Jesus is your healing of the man seated at the pool of Bethesda for 38 years - like him, Jesus, I have been waiting for healing, for blessing, for your coming! Now you have come, still many among us refuse to welcome you nor accept you; instead, they question your healing on a sabbath with others still shouting for freedom for Barabbas.
How sad, dear Jesus that until now there are people who rejoice with death and evil and sin; cleanse those who rejoice in all forms of killing especially of the innocent and young, of the poor and disadvantaged; cleanse us all in your waters, Jesus so that like in the vision of Ezekiel, we may bloom too as a nation close to God, upholding life and justice always. Amen.
Photo by author, Hidden Valley Spring Resort, Laguna, 20 February 2025.
Quiet Storm by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 24 March 2025
Some people have been asking me how does it feel to be sigisty years old? I really don’t have any complete answer yet except the feeling of sudden shift in my perspectives in life.
Whether it is what experts call as the gestalt shift, I do not know. However, since I have failed in a psychological exam to the major seminary in 1982 that forced me to forget all about the priesthood momentarily (nine years), I have always thought of myself as “crazy” with weird thoughts and ideas, weird perceptions coming from weird images and illusions I see on many things
These manifest in my photography subjects that are often wala lang, as in trip trip lang talaga. Like in my recent annual retreat at the Sacred Heart Novitiate in Novaliches where I have been coming since 2016. Suddenly this year, my focus were so bent on the most ordinary features of this venerable institution that is about 75 years old.
During my stay there last week, the stairs, the windows, and the arches that are even older than me be4came so lovely and interesting. I felt so drawn to them that I had a lot of shots taken upon my arrival.
The Sacred Heart Novitiate is my “happy place” because it is my Bethel where I “dreamt” like Jacob of the stairway to heaven (Gen. 28:10-22). It is also my Peniel or Penuel (Gen. 32:23-32) where like Jacob I also wrestled with God or an angel in deep prayers every year.
In my previous article, I have explained that maybe my focus on the stairs was due to my excitement in awaiting the Netflix documentary on Led Zeppelin whose most famous song is called Stairway to Heaven.
Today, I share with you some photos I have taken with my weird perceptions of the Sacred Heart Novitiate’s windows that suddenly evoked a lot of ideas in me as a sigisty year old man so loved by God.
Being a new senior sixty cent only last Saturday, I felt the joy of being able to look at a very long past of both beautiful and sad even painful memories that have made me who I am today.
Despite the hurts and scars from the many battles in life, I am still glad and thankful for the gift of six decades.
Being a sigisty year old man is like looking out the window, marveling at how fast times have flown that many times, some scenes in my life are like some spots outside that look so near that are actually so far and distant.
I felt my getting old started the time I kept saying “40 years ago ba iyon” when commenting on an event or a song or a movie. Parang kailan lang pero matagal na pala!
Like in life itself, you can choose your focus when looking outside the window: you may include the window itself in the vista like a frame or totally disregard its existence and simply look at the world outside or the past itself. You may also focus on the sceneries you prefer, more of the lovely ones and less of the unsightly.
On the other hand, I have strongly felt too as I turned sigisty years old how my remaining days on earth are numbered. Looking back to the past seems an endless horizon while looking into the future is very definite. You can see already the end of the line, so to speak s you get that feeling my days are numbered. That is the moment when the eternal spring within tells you that at the end of that tunnel or wall is eternity. But, before that, you know the end is near.
The word “window” came from the Old Norse vindauga, from vind or “wind” that was pronounced as the English “wind” and auga for eye that phonetically sounded as “ow” that literally meant “wind-eye” that became the Old English word wind-ow or “window” as we know and use it today.
Hence, window became the term for an opening in any building like home that allows air and light to pass through. Most of all, it is an opening for people inside to see the world outside while giving those outside a glimpse of what’s inside.
How lovely is that interplay happening in every window that opens a person’s vista outside and inside. It is how one looks on windows that makes the great difference that eventually forms our perspectives in life.
About three decades ago, Bill Gates launched his company Microsoft’s operating system called Windows that greatly revolutionized our lives with computers becoming easily accessible for everyone. Unlike its funny looking predecessor called dost, Windows was aptly called as one had to simply click a box like literally opening a window to explore its many programs.
Windows – the real ones like in buildings – still present us with such great possibilities when we look outside or into them.
But of course, that still greatly depends on that one great window God had gifted us – our eyes that have both sight and vision.
Jesus told his disciples, “The lamp of the body is the eye. If your eye is sound, your whole body will be filled with light; but if your eye is bad, your whole body will be in darkness. And if the light in you is darkness, how great will the darkness be” (Matthew 6:22-23).
How unfortunate that many times, we prefer to limit the use of our eyes to just sights that limit our perspectives on what are simply obvious and visible.
Only a few called as visionaries dare to use their eyes to have vision, that is, to see and look beyond what’s visible and before us, whether from the window or into the window.
If we can have our eyes synced together with both sight and vision, then we shall see much more in this life that we become grateful with our past while at the same time filled with joyful expectations of the fast approaching beyond of this world as we age. Amen.
*All photos taken by the author using the iPhone 16 Pro Max at the Sacred Heart Novitiate, Novaliches, QC, March 17-22, 2025.
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