August month, not ghost month

Quiet Storm by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 19 August 2026
Photo by Boris Pavlikovsky on Pexels.com

Of all the months in the year, August has the most beautiful name of all but sadly most maligned as a “ghost month”: from the Latin augustus that signifies reverence or to hold someone in high regard, august as an adjective means “respected and impressive” like when we say “in this august hall of men and women” of science or faith.

Yes, it was also taken from the name of the Roman emperor Augustus Caesar but like the rest of the months and days of each year, it is always a blessed one.

No day nor date nor time is malas because these each day is a gift from God who is all good. Nothing bad can come from God.

Moreover, when God became human like us in the coming of Jesus Christ, life has become holy, filled with God, debunking those ancient beliefs of the Divine being seen in various cosmic forces. Pope Benedict explained this so well in his second encyclical:

Photo by a friend in Washington, 28 July 2026.

In this regard a text by Saint Gregory Nazianzen is enlightening. He says that at the very moment when the Magi, guided by the star, adored Christ the new king, astrology came to an end, because the stars were now moving in the orbit determined by Christ[2]. This scene, in fact, overturns the world-view of that time, which in a different way has become fashionable once again today. It is not the elemental spirits of the universe, the laws of matter, which ultimately govern the world and mankind, but a personal God governs the stars, that is, the universe; it is not the laws of matter and of evolution that have the final say, but reason, will, love—a Person. And if we know this Person and he knows us, then truly the inexorable power of material elements no longer has the last word; we are not slaves of the universe and of its laws, we are free. In ancient times, honest enquiring minds were aware of this. Heaven is not empty. Life is not a simple product of laws and the randomness of matter, but within everything and at the same time above everything, there is a personal will, there is a Spirit who in Jesus has revealed himself as Love[3]. (#5, Spe Salvi by Pope Benedict XVI, 30 November 2007)

That’s quite a volume but so lucid, so true, so beautiful. Especially this part: “It is not the elemental spirits of the universe, the laws of matter, which ultimately govern the world and mankind, but a personal God governs the stars, that is, the universe; it is not the laws of matter and of evolution that have the final say, but reason, will, love—a Person.”

This is the whole meaning of the recent Sunday gospel of Jesus walking on water: God in total control of this world.

“Christ Walking On Water” painting by Julius Servus von Klever (1880) from commons.wikipedia.org.

It is this Person of Jesus Christ why so many great men and women then and now have abandoned their previous ways of life to lead holy lives even in the face of death.

Very interesting in this modern time are two great saints we celebrate on this month of August, St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross (August 09) and St. Maximilian Kolbe (August 14) who died at the gas chambers of Auschwitz during the Second World War.

St. Teresa Benedicta is the German philosopher Edith Stein. She came from a prosperous Jewish family gifted with a great mind becoming one of the first female university student and later professor in Germany.

An associate of the famed Edmund Husserl of the philosophical method of phenomenology, St. Teresa Benedicta became an atheist during her teenage years; but, upon further studies and prayer, converted into Catholicism, becoming a Carmelite nun where she adopted her new name. She wrote that “Those who seek truth seek God, whether they realize it or not“.

She actually had all the chances to leave for South America and then to Switzerland to escape the Nazis but opted to stay in their monastery in the Netherlands with her younger sister Rosa who had also converted as Catholic and joined the Third Order Carmelite. When they were arrested on August 2, 1942, she told her, “Come, Rosa… we go for our people.”

Photo from FB page of Scott Hahn, 09 August 2024.

St. Teresa Benedicta honored her Jewish roots by dying among them as a martyr of Christ, one who had “learned to live in God’s hands” according to Sr. Josephine Koeppel, OCD, a translator of much of her works.

According to various accounts, St. Teresa Benedicta showed great inner strength by encouraging her fellow prisoners to have faith in God while helping in looking after the small children when their mothers were so distressed to do so. One woman who survived the war wrote: “Every time I think of her sitting in the barracks, the same picture comes to mind: a Pieta without the Christ.”

Dying ahead of her in Auschwitz on August 14, 1941 was St. Maximilian Kolbe, a Franciscan priest who was arrested for his writings against the evil Nazis. It was actually his second time to be arrested.

When a prisoner had escaped from the camp, authorities rounded up ten men to die in exchange of the lone escapee. Fr. Kolbe volunteered to take the place of a married man with children. They were all tortured and starved in order to die slowly in pain.

A devotee of the Blessed Virgin Mary, St. Maximilian was injected with carbolic acid on the eve of the Assumption after guards found him along with three other prisoners still alive, without any signs of fear like screaming but silently praying.

Photo of Auschwitz from Google.

We no longer have gas chambers but atrocities against human life continue in our time, hiding in the pretext of science and laws with some like the wokes exaggerating the truth they believe or follow in the name of inclusivity and various rights.

And yet, there are men and women, young and old alike including those not yet born in their mother’s womb are hunted and killed both for profits and for convenience to correct what many perceived as excesses and wrongs in the society like the grim drug war of the past administration.

Or those corrupt government officials and despicable politicians, from the highest offices down to the barangay behind the flood control scam that are all ghost projects that have submerged vast areas and communities into floods.

The Nazi officers and soldiers of Auschwitz of the past and those involved in the flood control scam as well as the tokhang drug war remind us the true “ghosts” and evil spirits of our time sowing hatred and deaths are people who may be well-dressed, even educated in the best schools, and come from devout or “normal” families. They sow evil every day without choosing any particular month, blindly following orders without much thinking and reflections or introspection. These people entrusted with positions and power are mostly the ones who bring ghosts into our lives causing so much miseries among our people especially the poor ones. Many times, they insist on following or speaking the truth – a truth so empty of the person of Jesus Christ who is “the way and the truth and the life” (Jn.14:6).

Photo by author, 21 July 2026.

I have always believed that the opposite of love is not hatred but hopelessness – without hope, people will just destroy everything for the sake of wealth and power.

Saints have shown us that with much love in our hearts in Jesus Christ, we are also filled with his hopes for better, holier days and months.

By the lives of the many great saints of August, or of any other month for that matter, we are reminded that holiness is not being sinless but being filled with God, being converted daily to the truth of Jesus Christ by allowing that holiness to spill over and flow onto others with our lives of authenticity expressed in charity and mercy, kindness and justice, humility and openness with one another. As St. Paul had written, “Do not conform yourself to this age but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and pleasing and perfect” (Rom.12:2).

And so, discard those thoughts of a ghost month and let us keep every month an august time and space for our good deeds to make Christ’s loving presence felt among us. A blessed week to everyone!

What have we really given up?

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Tuesday, Twentieth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II
Ezekiel 28:1-10 ><))))*> + ><))))*> + ><))))*> Matthew 19:23-30
Photo from tidycasa.com, KonMari Method of Decluttering.
How wonderful
for the second straight day
your words, O Lord,
are still about "losing",
about the radical question
of what I still lack
in this life to have fulfillment!

We still have a long way
to go to really learn how to lose,
how to let go of so many things
even persons so we may finally
realize what we still lack.

Foremost of this is
losing,
letting go
of our pride.

The word of the Lord came to me: Son of man, say to the prince of Tyre: therefore thus says the Lord God: Because you have thought yourself to have the mind of a god, therefore I will bring against you foreigners, the most barbarous nations. They shall draw their swords against your beauteous wisdom, they shall run them through your splendid apparel. They shall thrust you down to the pit, there to die a bloodied corpse, in the heart of the sea. Will you then say, “I am a god!” when you face your murderers? No, you are a man, not a god, handed over to those who will slay you (Ezekiel 28:1-2, 7-9).

Like the king of Tyre,
many times our ego gets bloated
by our success and achievements
that we believe so much in ourselves
as if we are gods;
many times when we are on top
of everything because of our
talents and abilities,
even of our goodness,
we forget you, God
and think we are
the Lord.
Such was the sinister pride
in Peter when he dared to tell
you Jesus, "We have given up
everything and followed you.
What will there be for us?"
(Matthew 19:27);
remind us always,
Jesus,
that no matter goodness
we have done,
it was still purely from
your grace,
and not really ours alone.
Truly,
Lord Jesus Christ,
"it is easier for a camel
to pass through the eye of a needle
that for one who is rich
to enter the Kingdom of God"
(Matthew 19:24);
help us,
therefore,
to be poo in you,
Lord Jesus;
help us to give up
whatever we still keep
in us that we believe
we have given up
like any iota of pride.
Amen.

What do I still lack?

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Monday, Twentieth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II, 17 August 2026
Ezekiel 24:15-23 ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> Matthew 19:16-22
Photo by author, Malagos Garden Resort, Davao City, August 2018.
Your words today,
O Lord are so touching
that reaches deep down my
inmost being;
both readings speak
about losing: Ezekiel's wife
died while the young man
in the gospel asked
"what do I still lack?"
Both readings are 
so timely for us these days
when we have so much of
every thing except of you,
O Lord; we rarely ask
"what do I still lack" in its
truest sense - of learning to let
go of what we have in order to have
the most essential.

Often,
we think of having what
we still lack in order to have
more of every thing;
but you teach us today,
Jesus, what we really lack
is you through others;
what we really lack are
the poor and the sick,
those who have less in life;
what we really lack still
is life eternal,
of having you O Lord
as basis and foundation
of our relationships.
In this time when rains
continue to pour
for the third straight week,
the more we are concerned
of what material things we still
lack and forget about the warmth
and smiles of others so disadvantaged
due to floods and lack of work;
teach us, Jesus,
to be like Ezekiel in the first
reading to see and realize
that the most painful loss
in this life is not losing a loved one
nor wealth and things
but in losing our souls to
sin and evil.
Amen.
Jesus and the rich young man.

Remembering our roots and origin

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Friday, Nineteenth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II
Memorial of St. Maximilian Kolbe, Priest & Martyr, 14 August 2026
Photo by Mariam Antadze on Pexels.com
O God our loving Father,
help us to always remember -
our origins and beginnings,
our past especially
the people who had cared
and nurtured us,
our parents and siblings,
relatives and friends,
those who gave us
the breaks and sparks
to begin our great journeys in life,
the people who stood by
when we were down
and nobody believed us:
dear God,
remind us always
of the basic fact,
of the principle and foundation
of our being:
that we came from you
and shall return to you.
Forgive us,
Lord God,
in forgetting you always,
in forgetting others,
in forgetting
we are nothing without you;
touch us,
nudge us if needed
whenever we forget
you and our lowly beginnings;
let us not be amazed
by our feats
and abilities.

But you were captivated by your own beauty, you used your renown to make yourself a harlot, and you lavished your harlotry on every passer-by, whose own you became. Yet I will remember the covenant I made with you when you were a girl, and I will set up an everlasting covenant with you, that you may remember and be covered with confusion, and that you may be utterly silenced for shame when I pardon you for all you have done, says the Lord God (Ezekiel 16:15, 60-63).

Photo of Auschwitz from internet.
As we celebrate today
the Memorial of your most
faithful servant
St. Maximilian Kolbe
who offered himself not just
once for a fellow prisoner in
Auschwitz for he had
dedicated himself to you
entirely before World War II
began,
may we remember
the lessons that led
to the Holocaust;
like St. Maximilian Kolbe
may we continue to remember
your covenant in Jesus Christ
by making a stand against
injustice and immorality,
in defending life especially
at its weakest points,
and most of all,
in remembering
the equal dignity of every person
created in your image and likeness;
like what Jesus told
the Pharisees,
let us go back
to Paradise,
let us return to you,
O God,
as our Lord and Master
alone,
not ourselves,
nor our pride and convenience,
nor anyone
nor their flimsy,
modern thoughts
and ideas;
like St. Maximilian Kolbe,
may we have the courage
to always stand forward
for what is true
and good
and holy.
Amen.

Set my eyes on you, Lord…

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Thursday, Nineteenth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II, 13 August 2026
Memorial of Sts. Pontian (Pope) & Hippolytus (Priest), Martyrs
Ezekiel 12:1-12 <*((((>< + ><))))*> Matthew 18:21-19:1
Photo from forbes.com.
Set my eyes on you,
Lord God,
that I may see you present
always in and around my life,
whether at work or at home,
in school or in office,
in the park,
or wherever;
set my eyes on you,
Lord God,
that I may see you always
and be reminded that
all this has been made
possible by you
because you love me;
set my eyes on you,
Lord God
that I may realize
you are holding me,
that everything that happens
in the world,
among us
are in the palm of
your hand.

The word of the Lord came to me:: Son of man, you live in the midst of a rebellious house; they have eyes to see but do not see, and ears to hear but do not hear, for they are a rebellious house (Ezekiel 12:1-2).

Indeed, 
Lord God,
we have not only
become callous and numb
but sadly blind too to you
and your very presence
in us and among us;
we only have sights
without vision;
we refuse to look at
the truth and realities of life
and prefer to look through
prisms of our own making;
we have been so conceited
like that servant pardoned for
his debts in today's parable
but unforgiving to
his fellow debtor.
give me the courage
to confront myself
like Saints Pontian and
Hippolytus
who both contradicted
each other
but in the end shed off
their own pride to
totally embrace and see
your real truth
in your Jesus Christ.
Amen.

Our strained relationships

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Wednesday, Nineteenth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II, 12 August 2026
Ezekiel 9:1-7; 10:18-19, 22 <*((((>< + ><))))*> Matthew 18:15-20
Photo by author, Tam-Awan Village, Baguio City, January 2019.
"If your brother 
sins against you...."
I feel you speaking to me
directly today,
Lord Jesus;
you know so well how
often my brothers
and sisters sin against me;
let's not included those times
I am the one who sinned against
them but why is it,
Lord,
it is different when a brother
or a sister sins against me?
There is the deep hurt
because he is a brother
or a sister - there is
a relationship,
a bond,
a trust
that is broken;
sometimes unintentionally
that they seemed to have not
minded at all,
or overlooked that makes it
more painful actually;
but, how shall I approach
him or her?

So often it becomes
the source of more problems
because,
simply,
they would claim they have
no intentions of hurting us
or never thought what they
did to us or say to us was
wrong;
and when we approach them,
they do not seems to care at all.
With so much platforms
in expressing our thoughts and
feelings,
the more
we have become detached
from each other,
the more we are fragmented,
the more our relationships
are strained.
Give us the courage
and wisdom,
and tact as well
to speak with a brother
or sister who sins against us;
more than restoring our ties,
may you dwell anew
dear Jesus amid us
so that more than seeing each
other, may we see you
and share you
to create a sacred ground
between us because,
"For where two or three
are gathered together
in my name,
there am I
in the midst of them"
(Matthew 18:20).
Amen.
Photo by author, Sonnen Berg Mountain View, Davao City, August 2018.

Praying to be a cheerful giver

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Monday, Nineteenth Week in Ordinary Time, Year II
Feast of St. Lawrence, Deacon & Martyr, 10 August 2026
2 Corinthians 9:6-10 ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> + ><]]]]'> John 12:24-26
Photo by author, Anvaya Cove, Morong, Bataan, 21 July 2026.
Lord Jesus,
teach me to be a cheerful giver:
teach me to be like St. Lawrence
your deacon and martyr we honor
today who gave himself totally
and cheerfully to you because
he felt strongly the overflowing
abundance of your grace
and blessings to him;
many times we are reluctant
to give our time, treasures,
and talents because we feel
always lacking;
open our very selves
to find you and your blessings
within so that
we freely give and share
whatever we have
to continue serving in your name;
most of all,
teach me to give more of myself
like a grain of wheat that dies
and produces much fruit in you.
Amen.

St. Lawrence, Martyr and Deacon,
pray for us!
“Martyrdom of St. Lawrence, Deacon” by Hipolito de Rioja (16th c.) from commons.wikimedia.org

Jesus our certainty & security

Lord My Chef Sunday Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Nineteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time, Cycle A, 09 August 2026
1Kings 19:9, 11-13 ><}}}}*> Romans 9:1-5 ><}}}}*> Matthew 14:22-33
Photo by author, Lake of Galilee, the Holy Land, May 2017.

Way back in 2017 on my second pilgrimage in the Holy Land with friends from GMA News, our early morning boat ride was postponed to midmorning due to strong winds in the Lake of Galilee that locals said could be so dangerous.

And that’s how life could really be a lot often in the most poetic sense.

In this journey in life, we not only walk the earth and climb hills and mountains but also have to cross rivers and lakes and seas many times. This is exactly what we do every Sunday when we journey in faith in Jesus, with Jesus just like the disciples at that time.

This year Matthew leads us in this journey. He tells us a totally different scene and setting in giving us a glimpse of the very person of Jesus Christ this Sunday.

Photo by author, Lake of Galilee, the Holy Land, May 2019.

After the miraculous feeding of more than five-thousand people from five loaves of bread and two pieces of fish last week, Jesus ordered his disciples to go ahead of him on a boat to the other side of the lake as he dismissed the crowds; by evening, Jesus was left alone atop the mountain praying while his disciples encountered rough seas a few miles offshore. During the fourth watch of the night, that is, about 3AM, Jesus came to his disciples walking on water.

When the disciples saw him walking on the sea they were terrified. “It is a ghost,” they said, and they cried out of fear. At once Jesus spoke to them, “Take courage, it is I; do not be afraid.” Peter said to him in reply, “Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how strong the wind was he became frightened, and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught Peter, and said to him, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Turly, you are the Son of God” (Matthew 14:26-33).

Photo by author, San Juan, La Union, 08 January 2026.

How was our journey of faith this past year? Have our trust in God grown or changed?

It is really difficult to measure our faith, of how deep it has become because most often, we still feel fragile and uncertain, afraid and so unsure.

Growing in faith is often not straightforward; many times we feel shaken, almost at a total loss when suddenly Jesus comes at the nick of time. This is most true when we experience death of a loved one or simply someone close to us.

Actually I have been going to many funerals lately: the death of a best friend last week that was followed by the demise of his mother-in-law a few hours after we have laid him to his final resting place. Last week, several friends and relatives have also died in my hometown but I had to beg off in offering Masses to most of them.

Our faith and trust in God are most tested in deaths. Many things run through our minds when we hear someone close had died: most common reaction is how quick was the shift when we have just saw each other or texted each other then suddenly, we hear death had come while we silently whisper within kailan lang magkausap/magkasama pa tayo…

Like the disciples at that time when their boat was being tossed by waves due to strong winds in the middle of the lake at night: they could not believe how a little while they left Jesus at the shore to cross the lake then suddenly, Jesus was coming toward them on water. It must be terrifying indeed!

“Christ Walking On Water” painting by Julius Servus von Klever (1880) from commons.wikipedia.org

Many times too we find ourselves in great difficulty believing – much more accepting – bad news like when we or somebody close to us is diagnosed with a serious illness, had separated from husband or wife, going through a depression or any mental issues, had an accident or lost everything in a fire.

The list is endless of similar situations when we feel like in a boat tossed by giant waves in the middle of the sea at midnight. Like the disciples in the boat, uncertainties and darkness blind us and drive us into fears that sometimes we fail to recognize Jesus already with us.

Just hold on to God amid all the dangers you face with all your worries and doubts, fears and uncertainties. Most of all, “take courage” as Jesus told the disciples in the boat as he approached them on water because he always comes quietly, often unexpectedly.

By the fact we are able to pray, we are able to celebrate Mass on a Sunday, we are able to cry to God, that is enough proof of his very presence in us giving us courage and strength to endure and move forward with whatever we have just like last week when Jesus asked us to give him whatever little we have. What is most important is we call to God, we believe in him no matter how imperfect it may be like Peter who said, “Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you.”

Ano ba talaga? “Lord, if it is you” – we recognize Jesus our Lord but we can’t remove the “IF” because we are imperfect, divided between doubt and belief.

That’s normal.

There is always that gap in us, like the shore and the sea, doubt and belief that nonetheless keep us in the journey with Christ who asks us to step out in faith even in the high seas.

Photo by author, San Juan, La Union, 08 January 2026.

God does not rush or pressure us to complete faith in him but patiently invites us to grow in trust at our own pace. Even the great Prophet Elijah in the first reading had to wait patiently for God’s coming after fleeing to Mount Horeb to escape the murderous plots of Queen Jezebel against him.

Elijah surely was not aware of everything about God’s plan for him but he had the courage to follow him, to obey him to go to Horeb which is also Mount Sinai where God appeared to Moses. Of course, Elijah knew the scriptures very well, of how God spoke and appeared to Moses and the Israelites in “strong heavy winds and crushing rocks, in earthquake and fire” but found God nowhere. Elijah remained at the mouth of the cave in Horeb until “there was a tiny whispering sound. When he heard this, Elijah hid his face in his cloak and went and stood at the entrance of the cave” (1Kgs.19:12-13).

How lovely is this scene that shows us convincingly that God comes and speaks always in silence. Incidentally, it takes a lot of courage to be silent too.

Faith, like love, comes after an encounter with Jesus. The more we follow Jesus, the more we grow in faith in him as we meet him and most of all, listen to him despite our many imperfections. Just remain in him for he alone is our certainty and security. Let us pray:

Lord Jesus,
draw me deeply into
a trusting relationship with you
by following you more closely
as I struggle with my many
hesitations and doubts
of your presence.
Amen.
Photo by author, Anvaya Cove, Morong, Bataan, 21 July 2026.

Our continuing journey in Christ

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
First Friday in August, Eighteenth Week of Ordinary Time, Year II
07 August 2026
Nahum 2:1, 3; 3:1-3, 6-7 <*((((>< + ><))))*> Matthew 16:24-28
Photo by author, Anvaya Resort, Morong, Bataan, 21 July 2026.
Thank you for this
first Friday in August,
Lord Jesus;
your words remind us
of our continuing journey
in you
and with you;
many times,
we go towards you
but sometimes
we go on so many detours
because we think them
as shortcuts,
as better,
most often but wrongly,
much lighter.

Jesus said to his disciples, “Whoever wishes to come after me must deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me. For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses hisnlife for my sake will find it (Matthew 16:24-25).

Christian journey
is a continual turning
of our hearts to you,
Lord Jesus;
problem is how we
easily forget,
how foolishly we insist
like the people of Nineveh
to live in power and wealth,
in greed and violence,
in selfishness;
life and its fullness can only
be found in you, Jesus;
help us find our way back to you
when we are lost,
let us leave the sidewalks
to join you on the road itself
as we journey to the Cross
so that along the way
experience your life
and joy and fulfillment.
Amen.

Jesus meek and humble of heart,
make my heart like thine!
Photo by author, Anvaya Resort, Morong, Bataan, 21 July 2026.

Transfiguration is seeing the face of Jesus

Lord My Chef Daily Recipe for Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II
Thursday in the Eighteenth Week of Ordinary Time, Year II
Feast of the Transfiguration of the Lord, 06 August 2026
2 Peter 1:16-19 <*{{{{>< + ><}}}}*> Matthew 17:1-9
Mosaic inside the Basilica of the Transfiguration on Mt. Tabor, Israel; photo from commons.wikimedia.org.

The face is a reflection of what is in the heart and soul of every person. No amount of cosmetics and beauty procedures can ever bring out that glow and radiance of anyone’s face beaming with joy and fulfillment, peace and contentment coming from the heart.

This direct correlation of the face and the heart is called countenance – an indication of someone’s depth – or shallowness – of inner transformation due to deep spirituality, of communion with God. This is most evident on those we find whose face looks younger than one’s age that we often describe as malalim or deep, or magaling magdala ng problema. Another favorite Filipino expression of a person’s countenance is when we find somebody as madaling makagaanan ng loob – a person we meet for the first time yet we feel so light and easy with, we feel at home with him or her. In the same manner, we sense or notice something negative and unpleasant like rotting inside a person despite having good features like flawless skin or aquiline nose and beautiful eyes, we still find him or her so chaka or ugly.

Countenance is what young people call as “uma-aura” when they pose for FB or IG from “aura” or spirit within evoked and projected by one’s face that cannot be manipulated nor faked.

Jesus took Peter, James, and his brother, John, and led them up a high mountain by themselves. And he was transfigured before them; his face shone like the sun and his clothes became white as light (Matthew 17:1-2).

Painting of the Transfiguration by Italian artist Duccio di Buoninsegna between 1308 and 1311 from commons.wikimedia.org.

What a beautiful expression by Matthew, “his (Jesus’) face shone like the sun” at his transfiguration primarily because deep inside him is his complete and perfect union in the Father. Jesus always insisted on this reality within him, of his perfect communion in the Father from which also flows his total obedience that reached its highest point at his Passion and Death on the Cross, his own Pasch or exodus.

Try recalling unexpected moments in your life when God’s presence was so clear to you like a light shining from within; it could be those moments you have overcome a major obstacle in life or simply when you felt so loved while in some forms of darkness in life. Like the three apostles, during those moments we felt so overwhelmed by God’s glory and majesty that we felt like remaining in that state of comfort and certainty and consolation. Most often, these occurred during or after some trying times or occasions.

There on Mount Tabor in his transfiguration, we are shown that Christ’s glory cannot be separated from the Cross. His majesty and triumph shall come from his pasch. And so are we his disciples. That is why the voice heard by the apostles said, “This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well-pleased; listen to him”. From now on after his transfiguration, Jesus would be speaking thrice of his coming Passion, Death and Resurrection as he heads toward Jerusalem. All his lessons after Mount Tabor are about our participation in his paschal mysteries.

Do we listen at all? How’s our facial expression when we dwell on his conditions of discipleship? Is there a spark within us, a light shining through? Or, do we experience a “blackout”?

Photo from custodia.org of Basilica of the Transfiguration on Mt. Tabor, Israel.

Every second Sunday in Lent, we hear the same gospel of Christ’s transfiguration in preparation for Easter; this August 6 is the 18th week in Ordinary Time and we celebrate the Feast of Transfiguration to help us sustain in following Jesus in the last 16 weeks of the year.

During this time especially August when everything seems to slow down with life getting a bit difficult, the Transfiguration of Jesus calls us to never lose sight of the Cross of Good Friday as our path to glorious transfiguration in Christ. It is a process we have to patiently and persevere to go through in life.

The apostles learned and embraced all these lessons in a process slowly with the guidance of the Holy Spirit after Pentecost. That is why Jesus told them to come down from Tabor to continue their journey to Jerusalem to fulfill his mission. Through them we have believed despite our not having seen Jesus that is how he would appear as “Lord” on the mountain that we the faithful are climbing to participate in the ultimate manifestation of his return at the end of time.

To journey with Christ, listening and obeying his voice is something of the inside, of the heart. Not of the outside like places. The light of Christ does not remain still, continuously drawing us forward unto him, right into our hearts.

Life is a daily ascent to Mount Tabor, often when nights are long and dark, when the temptation to follow the artificial lights of the world and modernisms offering shortcuts to fulfillment and meaning are so tempting.

Photo from iStockphoto.com of Mount Tabor in Israel where Jesus is believed to have transfigured.

St. Peter warns us in the first reading that “we did not follow cleverly devised myths when we made known to you the power and coming of our Lord Jesus Christ… we possess the prophetic message that is altogether reliable. You will do well to be attentive to it, as a lamp shining in a dark place, until day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts” (2Pt.1:16, 19).

The path to glory is the path of the Cross of Jesus, right in our hearts when we are willing to forgive and understand, when we are more loving and kind, when we are empty of pride and filled with Jesus always. May the light of Christ shine on us, on our face. Let us pray:

Show me your face,
Jesus by dwelling right here
in my heart,
filling me with your
love and kindness,
justice and truth,
mercy and forgiveness;
show me your face,
Jesus by showing me
Moses too that I may love
your laws and commandments
that often I see as burdensome
not realizing they actually lead
to true freedom to love and be
faithful to you, Lord;
sow me your face,
Jesus by showing me too
Elijah, your powerful prophet
taken to heaven body and soul
by a chariot because he believed
in your words Lord;
show me your face,
Jesus that my face may
shine with your light
while I transfigure in you.
Amen.