A Different Kind of MRT Ride

mrt rideEver since I started working in Makati again I have taken to ride the EDSA MRT line almost every day. I live in Cubao near Camp Crame and my work since January of 2011 is in Magallanes. When I started riding the MRT to work, I would walk all the way from our house to the MRT Santolan-Annapolis station. I would then wait to squeeze into the MRT train. Sometimes I would have to skip several trains before I could finally push my way into a coach. After 7am, the situation is such that passing trains would normally be packed sardines-tight.

I would then endure the fifteen to twenty minutes or so ride to Magallanes station where I would alight. I would then walk all the way to Lapu-lapu Avenue in Magallanes where a shuttle from our office regularly plies every fifteen minutes.

Riding the MRT can be truly challenging but it beats having to drive a car in the morning. The few times that I bring a car to the office, it would normally take me more than an hour to brave the early morning rush hour traffic on EDSA.

Our Growing Family

our familyThis morning as I was placing a sticker at the rear windshield of our car I realized how truly blessed we are to have a growing family. I remember how Queenie and I started in 1984 when we got married. When we joined Couples for Christ in 1990, we only had two children then, AJ and Teng, aged 5 and 2.

Later on our two other children came, Janni and Chinggay. In our desire to attend our CFC activities, we would tag them along in our prayer meetings, teachings, prayer assemblies, and even out of town weekend retreats. Even when we started to serve the community, we would bring along our kids at times when there was no one we could leave them with. When we first served at a marriage enrichment retreat in Antipolo in 1993, we brought along our kids, all three of them at the time. And when Chinggay came in 1994, subsequent faraway mission trips saw them with us, in Bataan and Cagayan way up north.

Sunday Catholic

sunday catholicA man walks inside a church, goes to the holy water font, dips his fingers and says “Lord, I leave all my sins here.” Then all throughout the Mass, he solemnly prays in all holiness. At the end of the Mass, he goes to the font again, dips his fingers in the holy water and says, “Lord, let me take them back.”

This is the typical mass-going person that we have learned to brand as the Sunday Catholic. Unfortunately, a lot of us can easily fall prey to this kind of attitude. Our Sunday obligation becomes just that, an obligation to fulfill. In the busyness of the rest of our week, we hardly are able to reconcile the experience of the liturgy with our day-to-day life and scarcely are we able to integrate our encounter with God with our daily living.

A New Year Message of Love - 2012

In 2009, I created a video inspired by an article I wrote in 2007. I updated the video as presented above and the original article that inspired it is shown below. Happy New Year!

A New Year Message of Love

Originally posted on Jan. 1, 2007

Happy New Year to all!

Last night, I served as Commentator in the Midnight Mass for New Year’s Day at the St. Joseph Church inside Camp Crame. One of the songs that were sung during the mass was the song “One More Gift.” It has a line that goes “… it would be peace, here on earth…”

This morning, Queenie mentioned to me that when she was singing the song, she realized that in the word earth, putting the “h” in front instead of at the rear would turn the word “earth” to “heart”. I reflected on this and I thought, yes, indeed, perhaps what our “earth” needs now more than anything else is a conversion that gives more emphasis to our hearts and what it can do. This inspired me to write this New Year message of LOVE.

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