The story in the Gospel or shall we say in the New Testament are colletions of what Jesus said and did and certainly not His autobiography. They are the most talk about stories about Jesus in Jesus time that are passed on from one community to another. One of those stories that caught my attention is about an unname woman who have lived a sinful life. She gate-crash a party in the house of a certain Simon where Jesus was invited. She risk meeting Jesus in that unfamiliar place. Surrounded by so called moralist and self-righteous crowd "she stood behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kiss them and poured perfume on them." With faith she poured that very expensive perfumed that cost 365 day wages. That Alabastar Jar must have cost a lot that even Judas was moved to say, " it must have been sold and the money given to the poor. " Judas loves the poor more than Jesus by allowing it?




Unseen by their self-centered eyes, the woman is making a wordless confession, eloquently being spoken by gestures that only Jesus forgiving heart can see and hears. And Jesus understood and responded with love and an assurance of forgiveness saying " one who was pardoned more " has more reason to love more than the one little is forgiven. Not a word was spoken by the woman yet her action expresses her very purpose....... Forgiveness....and she got it.


Psychologist are saying for years that confession is essential to our health. It is good for the soul because it frees us to love when forgiven. Yes there is freedom in forgiveness....and you said my friend that without freedom there is no love.


When ever I look at you on the cross, I can see how hard, how difficult, how costly, it is to forgive. How far my friend are you willing to go to forgive me and this unforgiving world. You paid the debt that you did not owe. How can I look at you without seeing the love you gave for me. You are right. To love is to see the other as precious regardless of the wrong done or the injury felt. Help me then my friend to love even my enemy.



Ralf Luther wrote: " To love one's enemy does not mean to love the mire in which the pearl lies, but to love the pearl that lies in the mire. "

My friend,

As I have said, some truths are not enticing to reflect on and their recollection usually makes us decidedly uncomfortable. I am refering to that subject known as eschatology...the end times. I know most certainly that they are not pleasant topic to talk about and this truth is parenthetically bracketed and consign to oblivion. I am just wandering why many does not include death in their future list. Maybe it does not belong there...in the future. Maybe because it must be included in the now list. Death is appointed to all and should not be ignored because it is the surest event in our life.


Vicka of Medjugorje said, Death " is just like entering another room." Francis of Assisi said, " It is in dying that we are born to eternal life. " Jesus said, " It will come like a thief in the night." Yes it is frightening to even think about it if we are not prepared for it. " We do not know the hour" He continued.


" Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrise, no minutes, hours or days. All things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you owed. Your grudges, resentments, frustrations and jealousies will finally disappear. So too your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do list will expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fave away. It won't matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you live, at the end. It won't matter wheter you were beatiful or brilliant. Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.


So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured? What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave. What will matter is not your success, but your significance. What will matter is not what you learned but what you taught. What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage, or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encourage others to emulat your example.


What will matter is not your competence, but your character. What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone. What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in those who love you. What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.


Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident. It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice. Choose to live a life that matters. Choose Him who loves you." (This was sent to me via-email....thanks)

Nay........I am coming home with my friend. Pls. wait for me at the gate. I am just a breath away. Tell Tay. At last we'll see each other.


My friend, do I have to wear this torn? Please hide it so they cannot see? Well I know......" my grace is enough for you! " What is it like to cross-over? Will you hold my hand because I am afraid? Will the life I live be just a memory for those I left behind, each moment of it more blurred as time passes by? What happens when one dies? They say they will lose all significance, reason, love, beauty, science, suffering, aspirations, work, human conduct, even time itself. If this is the case, will it make a difference if man would lived his temporal life like a saint or like a scoundrel? I mean doing good or causing pain and disaster to all those around him?


You know my friend, it is said that the difference between a full life and an empty one is based on whether a man's life has a meaningful content or not. And the content of man's life is measured by the amount of love he has for God. " After the living and the dreaming comes what is most important: the awakening."(Andalusian poet) For when we awake shall we find ourselves face to face with a vast eternity. It is only then shall we catch a glimpse of the "greatness of little things and the smallness of great things" (Chesterton). What is priceless and worthless. What is truly important and what is mere futility. It is vitally important for us never to lose sight of this since time is fleeting and life is ebbing away. May God in his mercy and love never allow me to forget this truth.


Pondering over my past life, I found some pages missing. It is that human father experience. I remember a story written by Rohr, " The Wild Man's Journey, " about a nun who works as a chaplain in Lima, Peru and recounts how the male prisoners requested for an extra box of cards for Mother's day. So thinking that when Father's day comes the demand for cards would be the same, she bought an extra box. But to her surprise, no one requested for it. She then discovered why. Almost all the male prisoners lacked human fathering.


You know my friend, my father died when I am only seven months old. I am the youngest of his nine children. Born seven years after my elder brother Fred. I grew-up not knowing what father means. Then my mother died. And my life change dramatically. Pages are torn from the book of my life. It became meaningless. Moral paralysis sets in. I am a lost soul. My first tought then is that God is punishing me by this suffering and pain....I was wrong. God's love is greater than my sins. He is using this pain, this suffering, to plow the field of my life, preparing it like a farmer prepares his field for planting. He is watering it with His grace and guarding it with his love. I believe that salvation, eternal blessedness, is not due to man by the mere fact of his having been born. It is not due to a Christian simply because he has been baptized though it's a pre-requisite. Christians are not born St. Jerome said, they are made. Inspite of the Jews lineage to Abraham, John the Baptist, called them hypocrites. Jesus called Peter, satan. Gandhi advise Christians: " The first thing I would advise Christians is that they all begin to live their lives as Jesus Christ lived his," then Christianity will begin to take root in India and thats what Mother Theresa did....live Jesus.


My friend, hardships, misfortune, poverty, pain, suffering, have propelled many a life to moral heroism and spirtiual greatness. It bring out the strongest qualities of their soul to life. There are many prominent characters of the Bible that are broken, threshed and ground and they become bread of life so others may live. Thank you my friend. I know you know what I am saying. Actually I know you are the one making me think all of this. A breath away's not far to where you live. Take me quickly if it is your will or let me stay if it will give you glory.




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