Easter 2009. The church is home as well to the image of the Nuestra Senora de la Rosa (seen here above the tabernacle). As a child, I would sit at the pew nearest the left exit and simply admire the beauty of this magnificent baroque retablo. Ang ganda! Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Easter 2009. I had my "thanksgiving mass" in this old church, the Sts. Peter and Paul Parish in Poblacion, Makati. The church, built by the Spanish Jesuits in the mid-17th century, was also home to the old Jesuit Novitiate during the Spanish time. I spent my grade school years in the adjacent school ... at St. Paul's School Makati run by the SPC sisters.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
HAVE A CLEAN FACE
(Excerpts from a HOMILY by St. John Marie Vianney)
(Excerpts from a HOMILY by St. John Marie Vianney)
I have told you that you should have neat and clean clothes. I do not mean expensive clothes, but only ones which are not soiled or torn. That is to say, the clothes should be washed and mended if one has no others. There are some who have nothing to change or who, through laziness, do not do so; they do not change their linen, that is, their shirts. For those who have no other clothes, there is nothing wrong in that.
But those who have, do wrong, for it is lacking in respect to our Lord, Who wishes to come into their hearts. Your hair should be combed and tidy and your face and hands clean. You should never come to the altar without stockings, good or bad.
One should not approve of those young people who, in going up to the altar, appear no differently at that moment than at the time when they are going to a ball or a dance. I do not know how they go to receive a God Who was humbled and despised by all, with such a parade of vanity and style. Dear Lord, what a contradiction this is!
But those who have, do wrong, for it is lacking in respect to our Lord, Who wishes to come into their hearts. Your hair should be combed and tidy and your face and hands clean. You should never come to the altar without stockings, good or bad.
One should not approve of those young people who, in going up to the altar, appear no differently at that moment than at the time when they are going to a ball or a dance. I do not know how they go to receive a God Who was humbled and despised by all, with such a parade of vanity and style. Dear Lord, what a contradiction this is!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Panginon, Buhayin Mo Kaming Muli
Easter Sunday 2009
Panginon, Buhayin Mo Kaming Muli
by Frank D. B. Savadera, SJ
WOMEN figure prominently in the life of Jesus, most
evidently so in the resurrection scene. I
wonder, how these women apostles took the death of their Lord and Master. I
think we have been all too familiar with images of women and widows wailing, crying their hearts out and even with bodies getting stiff
like rock during the burial of their deceased husbands.
At the same burial rites, some would even wish to jump into the burial pit so
they can … literally join their lost loved one.
One recent experience of someone dying caught my attention:
In the apostolate area where I go to every Sunday, the
18 year old son of our chapel lay minister died.
It was a freak accident. The son
took his motorcycle to buy something at the local store. He wasn’t wearing his
helmet. He fell off the bike and died
immediately. The family was naturally
devastated. For a poor family, the son
was for them a source of hope. The father had a lot of dreams for his son. And at a single instance, those hopes and
dreams simply vanished with the son’s death.
What caught my attention was the father’s response at the height of the
family’s grief. While at the hospital
and seeing the remains of his life-less son, the father – our chapel lay minister – was wailing and saying aloud: PANGINOON,
BUHAYIN MO
SIYA! PANGINOON, BUHAYIN MO SIYA.
(Lord, raise him up from the dead).
I said I was struck by such a response because of two
things. One,
right there and then, in front of me, I came face to face with HUMAN
GRIEF … and a real SENSE OF LOSS. It
reminded me of my own personal experiences of GRIEF and having lost some
valuable things/ persons in my life. I’m
sure you’ve had your own share of GRIEF and LOSS. You may
perhaps want to remember how those experiences felt? GRIEF and LOSS? These experiences are not too unfamiliar
to us, right?
Secondly, I was just struck by how our lay minister asked and begged for a MIRACLE.
“Panginoon, buhayin mo siya! Panginoon, buhayin mo siya,” he
said. Perhaps years of studying theology had made
me a bit skeptical and had thought of MIRACLES as simply those that find
reality only in biblical narratives. But a MIRACLE? … raising the dead to life? …
in real life? … in our contemporary time?
Is that possible? Our lay
minister’s son was not raised from the dead … at least not the way he wanted to
… but what struck me was the way he asked and begged God for a miracle. I’ve realized that I have not asked for a
miracle for a very long time now. I’ve
realized that I will have to truly believe and have faith in God to fully rely
on a miracle. Here I am, a newly
ordained priest asking myself how strong really is my faith enough to fully
rely on God.
Friends, today during this most joyous occasion of
EASTER, it seems unlikely to dwell and
ponder on topics on death and doubts about our faith. But then, we realize also that our
celebration today didn’t come easy. We
celebrate today because a GREAT PRICE was paid … a GREAT PROMISE was made: US … who share in the suffering and death of
our Lord, share as well in his resurrection.
The Gospel today provides us a picture of the Lord’s
most loyal women disciples -- Mary of Magdala, Mary the mother of James and
Salome. The women, I would like to
believe were themselves witnesses to the many MIRACLES performed by the
Lord. They must have been truly good
friends of the Jesus, intimate with and
dear to Him. They too may have suffered
greatly, witnessing the Lord’s most violent death. They too may have sorely
GRIEVED the passing of their Master. He
who has been their source of hope is now dead.
But they heard as well Jesus’ promise that on the 3rd day he
shall rise again. They grieve yet held
strongly onto the Lord’s promise. And
the angel assured them: If you seek Jesus the crucified … then do not be
afraid. Here, an important Easter
message is being expressed: amidst all
the experiences which ail and pain us; those that cause us severe grief and a
sense of lost -- we may well derive
comfort from the word of an angel -- If
you are looking, longing for Jesus amidst all these, then you need not be
afraid. Tonight, we lit the PASCHAL CANDLE – that represents Jesus, the light
that burns amidst our experiences of darkness.
Seek Him always and never be afraid.
The Gospel also tells us that the SABBATH – the time
of REST and INACTIVITY-- IS OVER. Life,
labor and enterprise begin to resume.
Thus, we note the women trooping to the tomb intending to indulge in something
productive – anointing the body of the Lord or even thinking of rolling the huge
grave stone. These activities would have
been disallowed during the Sabbath. But
as the Gospel tells us: the SABBATH is over.
Already … we have a notion of something FRESH and NEW that is about to
take place … in which all of us must actively participate. Easter reminds of BEING UNITED WITH THE LORD
IN GALILEE. Go to Galilee
and there you will see him. We go to the
place where Jesus performed many of his miracles. The TOMB is already EMPTY and now we are
asked: Go to the place where Jesus touched the lives of a countless number of
people. Go and remember his miracles …
and more, Go and there … we will once again meet him. His work resumes. Easter invites us to continue to indulge and
immerse ourselves in the workplaces of the Lord, perform his work with him
and meet him where he goes. The Sabbath
is over. Easter renews in us the call to
spend life laboring in the Lord’s vineyard.
The Gospel also tells us: LET OTHERS KNOW AND THEY
WILL SEE. Easter and the resurrection
story is not merely for the apostles. The
gift of Easter had already been shared with us.
The good news had been proclaimed:
THE LORD IS RISEN! HE IS RISEN INDEED.
We may as well listen to the disciple walking to Emmaus asking us: Are
you the only one who does not know of the things that have taken place? The angel tells the women in the tomb: Go and tell Simon Peter and the other
disciples. And we are asked to tell
others as well how the Lord REMAINS ALIVE in the lives that we live. Is he alive really in my life? In your LIFE?
Sometimes we’re just too embarrassed to talk about our faith …. what we
believe in. Easter reminds us of our
duty to let others know that Jesus is truly alive in our hearts. Let them know and they will see.
To end, I just would like to go back to the story of
our chapel lay minister. In front of his
life-less son, he blurts out: Panginoon, buhayin mo siya! His prayer may likewise be our prayer for
ourselves this Easter Season: PANGINOON buhayin mo akong muli. Panginoon, buhayin mo kaming muli. Give us new life. Give us new energy. Bring more life and spirit into our family
and community life. Show us the way to
our own resurrection. Lord raise us up
from our experiences of death, fear and darkness. Reveal to us the LIFE that you intend us to
live. Help us meet you in the work and miracles that you continue to perform in
our lives. Make us your instruments so
that others may learn more about you.
We celebrate Easter precisely because of knowing that
even as we sit or stand in our places today,
the Lord already fulfills His promise: we who share in the suffering and
death of the Son will share as well in his resurrection; Yes … we have been promised LIFE and to live
that life in abundance. Panginoon, SALAMAT at binubuhay mo kaming
muli. And for this, we truly have every
reason to celebrate and be joyful this Easter season. Amen.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
WINDHOVER JESUIT MAGAZINE
EDITORIAL: March 2009
We have seen the Lord?!
by Frank Savadera, SJ
A few weeks ago, the Philippine Daily Inquirer featured a story about “Priority Number 556.” What exactly is Priority Number 556? The number stands for an 84 year-old war veteran, Tatay Benito Dumaguit who lined up to be interviewed by U.S. Embassy officials in Camp Lapu-lapu in Cebu, hoping that he may avail of the long awaited $9,000 pension which was approved recently by the U.S. Congress for Filipinos who fought side-by-side the Americans during the last war. Given the projected 18,000 veterans around the country who are expected to apply for the pension, Tatay Benito seemed lucky enough to have been given an “earlier” slot, a stub that says: Priority Number 556. Tatay Benito’s long-awaited reward was coming close to full realization. He must have been very excited. Before he could claim his reward, however, Tatay Benito’s life expired, his wrinkled hands still clasping a piece of paper, a stub – Priority Number 556.
Stories like these truly make us sad and sometimes even angry, knowing how life could have been better for Tatay Benito and his family. Priority Number 556 must have given the old man renewed hope for a much deserved reward. His pension could have assured him of ample health care during his twilight years. It could have meant scholarships for his grandchildren or physical improvements in his small Lapu-lapu city shack. But death has overtaken events. What could have been a happy and ideal ending turned out sad and tragic for Tatay Benito. Or so we may believe?
Tatay Benito’s story brings us to deeper reflections about our Easter celebration. After some time of fasting and abstinence, commemorating the gloomy events of Christ’s passion and death, we eventually come to proclaim: “The Lord is risen. He is risen indeed!” Christ stuck true to his promise. After succumbing to a violent death, on the third day, as promised, he has risen. During the Easter Vigil, we redecorate the altar. We bring in the flowers. We light the candles and ring aloud the church bells. Our Easter celebration has become our biggest feast and necessarily so since through his resurrection, Christ lovingly tells us that death no longer has power over our lives. We, who carry our crosses, journey with Christ to Calvary and bravely face our many situations of death, are promised life in glory.
Easter thus reminds us of that renewed life in and with Christ. Describing the early Christians’ experience of Jesus, the evangelist John wrote: “Life was made visible. We have seen it and testify to it and proclaim it to you, the eternal life that was with the Father and was made visible to us …” (1 John1:2). The words of John, written decades after the death and resurrection of the Lord, can sound much like mere great poetry. What does it mean for something ineffable and abstract -- “eternal life” -- to appear before the early apostles? Was the evangelist merely talking in terms of metaphors? What does it mean to come so close to eternal life which the apostles described as a reality that they themselves have heard, seen and touched with their own hands? What does it mean for us to encounter and hope for this same life which Easter promises?
Easter and the story of Tatay Benito can indeed be quite an amusing mix. In faith, we claim that death no longer has power over us, that our reward shall soon come in our own promised resurrection. We make these reflections extra real, as we remember Tatay Benito and those who most recently have gone ahead of us. We remember Frs. Joey Fermin, Adrian Mestdag, Rey Ocampo, Tom Green and Miguel Bernad whose passing over to the next life, convince us ever more that our lives and struggles today are not for naught. Something greater, than we can ever imagine, must have indeed been prepared for us in the Kingdom. We thus celebrate Easter by sharing the joy of the apostles who have encountered the resurrected Christ. We make the apostles’ proclamation, our proclamation as well: “We have seen the Lord!” And may our collective refrain assure us of eternal life, so promised as our reward.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
WINDHOVER JESUIT MAGAZINE - 4TH QUARTER 2008
EDITORIAL:
Remember the POOR this Christmas
By Frank Savadera, SJ
Who amongst us have had really encounters with the poor? For some of us, helping the poor comes automatic. We give our loose coins to the blind tapping on our car windows when traffic stops. Our unconsumed “Go-big time” softdrinks or packs of French fries, we often share with street kids outside our favorite fast food restaurants. When our schedule permits, we even volunteer our time and resources for feeding programs, medical missions and other socio-civic projects. Given our many and ordinary interactions with the poor, how have we really learned about them? Have we really asked ourselves: How is it really like to be materially poor? To be poor not only today or for a weekend or for a month … but to be materially poor all our lives?
Could it be that God may have really forsaken the poor? We think of such a question as mere rhetorical -- not begging for answers -- for we know that God takes care of his flock. The Lord never forsakes his people! And how do we know for sure? Simply because we know how it is to be poor. More than material poverty, to be poor means being most troubled by a deep sense of helplessness, of not having the power to relieve oneself of the pain and brokenness of one’s current situation. We think of specific moments in our lives when we have been most helpless and perhaps even hopeless. Perhaps indeed -- at single instances in our lives -- we have not been in control of things happening around us. We were at a lost as to how we may proceed with our day. We remember the time when we lost a very precious loved one … a child, a parent or a partner. We may perhaps also remember the agony of losing money to a pick pocket or our house getting robbed, ransacked or worst, burnt to the ground. Remember those uneasy moments of loneliness, of not knowing what to do … not knowing whom to approach … not even determining what to ask for since we have indeed lost our way. Isn’t it true that at least once in our lives, we have experienced a most desolate situation of lack … of having utterly nothing. Isn’t it that even for a fleeting moment … we know exactly what it means to be poor?
We look back at those isolated instances in the past and tell ourselves that God has indeed not forsaken us. The Lord was there and very much present through most spontaneous efforts of people to help -- through a friend’s most assuring words of encouragement or through a neighbor’s quiet yet most consoling and most crucial presence. Isn’t it that we ourselves in the past, felt that we have indeed been helped? We readily accept that through our own efforts alone, we could not have pulled ourselves up from our past states of misery?
Christmas is a time to relive the grace and reality of God not forsaking us. At Christmas, we express our most profound gratitude to the God who is Emmanuel – He who in the poverty of our human situation, still choose to be with us. He makes it possible for grace to abound in the world so that in all things and at all times, having all that we already need … we may abound in the work of helping our neighbor.
We give to the poor precisely because we know what it means to be poor. The help we got from others during the lowest moments in our lives was the Lord’s way of reaching out to us … His way of communicating how He is not forsaking us. Can our expressions of generosity especially this Christmas be our way of insisting that through us, God couldn’t at all be forsaking his people … the poor?
Christmas is a time to remember God’s own self-giving and as well, our capacities to give a little of ourselves to others. We give to those who are most in need this Christmas knowing how our giving becomes our small way of letting God’s presence be made known in the world as we ourselves have experienced it. This Christmas, opportunities to help our poor neighbors abound. Help spread God’s joy and cheer.
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