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Alleluia, the Lord is risen.

Today is Easter Sunday.  We say in  Tagalog, “Maligayang Pasko ng Pagkabuhay”. It is not even about Easter eggs and bunnies ( the celebration has been too commercialized because of those).  It is about our Lord Jesus Christ rising from the dead. He paid for our sins by dying on the cross.   It only goes to show that the resurrection is a triumph,  life is more powerful than death.  Here’s to new life, new hope and new beginning for all of us.

We attended Easter Sunday mass early today. The church was full, we sat on plastic stools. Today is also the renewal of our baptismal promises. Whereas before   our godparents  uttered those words for us, today, we said the same words. We reject Satan and the lure of evil in  our lives. We believe in God, the father Almighty, we believe in  the Holy Spirit, the Holy Catholic Church. We believe in the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body and life everlasting.

Easter Sunday is celebrated solemnly in every Catholic  Church. The Paschal candle is blessed and lit  throughout the Paschal season  and that is during Easter and on special occasions like baptisms.

Whereas before we abstained from eating meat every Friday during the Lenten season,  one could start again if one wants too.

Happy and blessed Easter to all. Have a nice week ahead.

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We are still observing Easter Triduum which began last evening and will end on the evening of Easter  Sunday. It is the summit of the Liturgical Year. Yesterday, Mom  and I attended the  Last Supper mass  at 5pm. Josef had work so he was not able to attend it with us. this morning though  we were early at the church for the fourteen stations of the cross, prayed the rosary afterwards then took a look at the Lenten procession going on.  The procession is a yearly ritual of our town every good Friday. It depicts the 15 mysteries of the  Holy Rosary.  Looking forward to Easter Sunday which we locally call Pasko ng Pagkabuhay. This afternoon, there will be reflections on the Seven Last  Words on local television. I always watch it which starts at exactly 1pm until 3pm. That’s the only regular program we get to watch during Good Friday. Most programs on this day are a repeat of previous ones. Even shopping malls are closed and some open at 12pm  on Black Saturday. It is really a quiet celebration of the Holy Week.

I get updated again with my reading some inspirational books. Those books that I get to read during Lent particularly during Holy Week.  It’s comforting to learn more about Jesus’ sufferings to redeem us from our sins. We are blessed that we have this yearly Lenten celebration to deepen our faith and say thanks for all the blessings we had throughout the year. Those times that we erred and sinned in the process, those times that we let injustices done to our friends and neighbors, those times that we just didn’t care at all – those are the times that we get to remember today and we repent. Our Lord has taken all the beatings  until he died on Good Friday to resurrect on the third day which we look forward to on Easter Sunday.

Have a blessed Paschal Triduum.

 

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I was a student librarian for almost three years when I was in college. I guess those were the best student days of my life.  My colleagues and I had the perfect opportunity to befriend everyone, mostly fellow students, some from my high days and college professors as well.  I was initially assigned at the Humanities Section of the Main Library in our university so you can guess that we had those Philosophy, Psychology,  Ethics, Literature and Fiction books.  It was there that I really learned to read a lot. It was followed up by a brief assignment at the Asian Section  where I learned to appreciate Asian history, literature, paintings from Asian countries and such. It was there I met Kahlil Gibran thru his books and until now I am still a fan. One of my favorite books of all time is The Prophet. Gibran is a Lebanese-American  artist and philosopher. The Prophet I think is his masterpiece and is a most loved book of all time. I digress, when I was at the Asian Section, I got so engrossed about the history of World War II, how Japan was bombed by the US which ended the war. It was a lovely place to be.

Why I love the quiet?

I was trained early in life to appreciate silence. Back in the library,we talk when students find books or they borrow one. We didn’t talk much with other students. They knew that they were there to appreciate the silence too and to study. Even now, I get to be alone a lot, time to reflect and to read, or time to assess what is happening around. I am not much into watching television except during news and hearings at the Senate floor.  I love what the silence and the quiet bring. I love to be alone most of the time. I love that I can program my household activities to the max.

What about you, do you love the quiet too?

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Maybe when –

I couldn’t see you anymore

Nor touch your face with my  fingertips

I may learn somehow

to forget

the way it was before.

Maybe when –

I couldn’t call your name anymore

Nor  see the the sun shining on your face

I may perhaps learn

to forget

the way it used to be.

Maybe when  –

Things get rough somehow

and you turn a blind eye

to everything that was

maybe that will be the time

I have to let go.

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The day’s unfolding –

The sun’s rays take a bow

Streaming down your back.

The pressure of the day is real

You are as real as the sun’s face.

And you wait

As the day unfolds.

 

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The wonder of seeing  a familiar writing

the beauty of the  “How are you?”

the lovely words caught  in the frame

breathtaking, inspirational, full of hope.

It reminds you of the happier days,

moments of togetherness

moments treasured

captured in a few words.

 

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Whatever else be lost among the years, let us keep Christmas still a shining thing; Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, let us hold close one day, remembering It’s poignant meaning for the hearts of men. Let us get back our childlike faith again.-grace noll crowell

Remembering this lovely message about Christmas. It’s that time of year again when we get so busy with preparations. There is a much-awaited guest, a little child born in Bethlehem.

The celebration of  Christmas may not be that always  happy for everyone. There are people who spend their  Christmas on the street on a cold winter night. There are people who make use of  cardboard boxes  in some corner for their beds. There are people who never know the twinkle of the tinsel on the  Christmas tree or the bright lights that adorn it. Christmas is just another day  or night of begging on the streets. Not all of us are lucky to  open gifts, prepare a lot of food on the table, exchange warm hugs  or listen to Christmas carols.  The joy that Christmas brings is non-existent in their lives.

What is happiness? People say happiness depends on our outlook in life, the way we experience things and the way we react to them. It is not so much  of the material things in our life but more on peace of mind, contentment, purity of heart, a positive attitude towards life,  a sense of well-being,  or a roof over one’s head and food on the table.

Happiness could be found in the simplest of things in our lives. A smile makes us happy,  more so when it comes from  strangers we meet on the streets. A  simple hello would put a smile on one’s face and is usually answered with another hello.

No matter what the circumstances, remember always to be happy. Celebrating Christmas is one reason to put a smile on your face.

 

 

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