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Essay on the current pork scam

Bitter words have been uttered by both camps of the perpetrators and victim of this scam. Words such us “mga baboy”, “Matandang mayaman sa kasamaan”, “pogi sa perang kurakot”,“sexy na walang hiya”, representathieves are very common in our newspapers. These words reflect the deep sentiments of the Filipino people. The pig which they said as the mastermind of this scam in not just an ordinary pig. Her IQ is far above than these senators and congressmen who were involve in the crime. She is just too clever to exploit the weaknesses of our politicians and our political institutions. There is a saying, “Kung may gusot, makalusot”. Before roasting this pig with  fiery words, let us ask ourselves “If we are in the shoes of this genius pig, would we not do the same”? Save those filthy words or I will call you hypocrite. Because even the holy pastor are not exempted to think twice to baptize a noisy cat if the owner has just dropped millions in his donation box. If you have an idea of earning millions out of doing small paper works why would you need to toil eight hours a day, seven days a week and probably you will become  millionaire only after ten years without eating and without having vacation. 

The ingenuity of the Filipinos is known to the whole world, “magaling ang pinoy, magaling tayo sa palusot”. Why not use our talents and intelligence in building our nation? We been through a lot of hardship from economic poverty and political instability after the war, during the dictatorship of Marcos and with all the natural calamities that passed in our country.  Where is the saying, “Filipinos are worth dying for”? Thirty years ago,  one man offered his life in the tarmac to build our nation but now we are still dying with shame being considered as one of the poorest country in Asia. In spite of all the odds, Philippines economy is growing with the average growth rate above 6 percent. If the government can maintained this for ten years our country would become the pearl of the Orient once again. In spite of all the corruption that is going on in our country we still have the chance to see a brighter tomorrow with all the contribution and sacrifices of all the oversea workers that assures billions of remittance per year. May our law makers learn the courage and self sacrifice of our migrant workers.

                Change is a painful and long process. We could not change our country by just changing the location of the pork barrel or changing the name of the PDAF or DAF.  All I can say is that the majority decides where to put this money where there is  the greater possibility that this money could not be used by anybody for personal interest or political advantage.  We could not change our country overnight but we can change our perspective now. “Kung gustong magpalusot dapat bayan ay di maiipit baka sa huli sa wheel chair ka rin kakapit”.

May God bless our country with true Faith, our priceless wealth. 

CONVERSATION BETWEEN SEMINARIAN AND GOD

Seminarian: Lord, I need to go…I have had enough!

God: Well, you are one of my most wonderful creature, I created you free. You may go but I will not  promise that you will no longer encounter suffering outside this place.

Seminarian: If I will suffer outside this wall, but at least I did a choice. Here I am always following the will of my superiors and they are teaching ideals that even difficult for them to follow.

God: But I choose you and my choice brings always the best. Although it may appear terrifying in the beginning, later you will understand.

Seminarian: Since the time I left my home to follow you, I no longer received anything except misunderstanding, loneliness and despair.

God: I’ve been through that road.

Seminarian: I’d no longer seen my father and my mother for three years and my father died without me because I was so busy preparing my exams that time. Have you consider all these pains?

God: For how many years you want to see your parent? Three, five, ten, twenty or seventy? I have preserved them for eternity. Yes, I have seen you crying behind the door when your father died,  you block the door so that nobody could  enter in your room or else they will know that you are weak. I enjoyed watching you expressing your real emotion.

Seminarian:  Why the people outside who are not  even thinking of you, they seems so happy with their family, their children, their cars and their profession? I can also be like them because you have given me satisfactory intelligence. Here, I could not even have a room of my own and I am ashamed to tell you that even my brief is given by a benefactor.

God: The people outside seemed very happy as you said, seemed to be happy and really happy are different thing. Now I will tell you a secret. “Real happiness is the fruit of the pain  you experience beside the person you love”. Do you love me?

Seminarian: Yes I have given up everything to follow you in the beginning of my journey as I hear your voice in that unknown mountain. But now, I could no longer allow to suffer pain after pain and endless loneliness.

God: if you have given me everything, why are you still keeping your pain? Give it all to me and see my cross, I am happy to die for you.

Seminarian: Perhaps now I understand...

If you like this text please send this to any seminarian you know and you help the church save vocation, thank you for reading and may God bless you.

Augustines prayer

Augustine’s Prayer

        Admonished  by those writers to return into myself, I’ve entered into the deepness of my heart under your guidance, I was able (to do it) because you are my helper. I’ve entered there and gazed with the eyes of my soul, no matter how cloudy is my intelligence, (I saw) an immutable light. That was not the common light visible to all bodies, neither of the same specie but of a superior power. What is then the common light but the (reflection) of His greatness in the universe!

        Who knows the Truth, knows You, and who knows it, knows eternity.  Love knows you. O  eternal Truth and true Love and precious eternity, You are my God, to you I longed day and night. When I knew you for the first time, you lifted me up towards you, to let me see as if there is something to see, while I’m still blind you have resisted my unstable look with your brilliant rays and my whole being trembled with love and fear.

I discovered that I am too far from you in an unlikely place, where I heard your voice from above: “I am the nourishment of the adults. You grow, and you will eat me, without being transform in you, as nutrient of the flesh; but you are transformed in me”.

I recognized that you have taught man for his wickedness and putrefied like cob webs of my soul. I asked: “Truth is therefore nothing, because it is not extending in space either finite or infinite?”; and you shouted from afar: “I am who am”. I heard these words from the ear of my “h ear t”. Now I have no more reason to doubt. It would be more easy for me to doubt my existence than the existence of Truth of which I understand through the creation ( Conf. 7, 10, 16) 

Italian version

Augustine’s Prayer

        Ammonito da quegli scritti a tornare in me stesso, entrai nell’intimo del mio cuore sotto la tua guida e lo potei, perché divenisti il mio soccorritore. Vi entrai e scorsi con l’occhio della mia anima, per quanto torbido mia intelligenza, una luce immutabile. Non questa luce comune, visibile a ogni carne, né della stessa specie ma di potenza superiore, quale sarebbe la luce comune se la sua grandezza l’universo. Non cosi era quella, ma cosa diversa, molto diversa da tutte le luci di questa terra. Neppure sovrastava la mia intelligenza al modo che l’olio sovrasta l’acqua, e il cielo la terra, bensì era più in alto di me, poiché Lei a crearmi, e io più in basso, poiché fui da Lei creato.       

Chi conosce la verità, La conosce, e chi la conosce, conosce l’eternità. La carità la conosce. O eterna Verità e vera carità e cara eternità, tu sei il mio Dio, a te sospiro giorno e notte. Quando ti conobbi la prima volta, mi sollevasti verso di te per farmi vedere come vi fosse qualcosa da vedere, mentre io non potevo ancora vedere respingesti il mio sguardo malfermo col tuo raggio folgorante e io tutto tremai d’amore e  

        terrore. Mi scoprii lontano da te in una regione dissimile, ove mi pareva di udire la tua voce dall’alto: “Io sono il nutrimento degli adulti. Cresci, e mi mangerai, senza per questo trasformami in te, come il nutrimento della tua carne;  ma tu ti trasformerai in me”.

Riconobbe che hai ammaestrato l’uomo per la sua cattiveria e imputridito come ragnatela l’anima mia. Chiesi: “La verità dunque un nulla, poiché non si estende nello spazio sia finito sia infinito?”; e tu gridasti da lontano:  “Anzi, io sono colui che sono”. Queste parole udii con l’udito del cuore. Ora non avevo più motivo di dubitare. Mi sarebbe stato più facile dubitare della mia esistenza, che dell’esistenza della verità. La quale si scorge comprendendola attraverso il creato (Conf. 7, 10, 16).