Sunday, April 29, 2012

Easter Rain Down

April 29, 2012
Fourth Sunday of Easter




RAIN DOWN
Rain down, rain down, rain down
Your love on your people.
Rain down, rain down, rain down
Your love, God of life.
Faithful and true is the word of our God.
All of God's works are so worth of trust.
God's mercy falls on the just and the right;
Full of God's love is the earth.
We who revere and find hope in our God
Live in the kidness and joy of God's wing.
God will protect us from darkness and death;
God will not leave us starve.
God of creation, we long for your truth;
You are the water of life that we thirst.
Grant that your love and your peace touch our hearts,
All of our hope lies in you.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Nasaan ka Pinoy? [Where are you, Pinoy?]


Thanks for sharing, Kuya Bernie!  This history digest of the Philippines is a very interesting reading.  Whosoever is looking for a Pinoy is not looking hard.  Pinoys are everywhere and call this Pinoy - loyal and proud.  Itayo ang bandera ng Pilipinas.  Mabuhay tayo!





Date: Mon, 23 Apr 2012 07:27:23 -0700
From: bms
Subject: Fw: Nasaan ka Pinoy?
To:

Higgy, this is my first time to read this and I'm sharing it with my children and grandchildren, for their info. I can attest to everything written here. It was, indeed, well written. Thanks for sharing.


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From: Higgy
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Sent: Monday, April 23, 2012 9:51 AM
Subject: Nasaan ka Pinoy?







Some of you may have already read this. Said like it is. And sad, isnt it?


Nasaan ka Pinoy?


The following 'history' has been circulated in the past but I believe it's a good reminder of the reality in the Philippines, what it is and what it isn't. I hope you take the time to read it in its entirety. It's well written.


A LITTLE BIT OF PHILIPPINE HISTORY


This brief history of the Philippines, told by a philosopher of the streets, is probably closest to the truth about the Filipino.


WHAT'S the big deal when Lapu-Lapu killed Magellan in 1521? Nothing much really. During Lapu-Lapu's time, Mactan was strictly tribal. Think small, gid. There were no big ideas such as nationalism or geopolitics.
Lapu-Lapu was simply the local siga-siga and Magellan was the culture-shocked Westerner, a native first-timer in the exotic East.

We lionize Lapu-Lapu as a hero and a nationalist. Ang totoo, mayabang lang si Lapu-Lapu. But this defeat of a foreign invader, did not make a Filipino nation. The timing was wrong. And don't you believe that bull that Spanish explorers came to find spices in the East to improve the taste of their bland cuisine. Their hidden agenda was to spread their kingdom through colonization, the euphemism for land-grabbing.

During the 333 years of Spanish rule (1565-1898), hundreds of rebellions were waged by native firebrands in many parts of the archipelago. Not one succeeded. Our rebels were either caught, garotted or simply ignored by the Commandante as nuisances. Puro malas!

The execution of Rizal in 1896 was a traumatic experience for Filipinos. Those who read Rizal's Fili and Noli were incensed by the abuses of the church and state regime of the Spaniards. Emotions ran high, from Aparri to Jolo. The critical mass needed for nationhood was formed. At last we could rebel as a people, as a nation.

The Katipunan did their battle heroics, originally led by the firebrand Bonifacio and later on by the crafty Aguinaldo. With more Katipunan charges (Sugod mga Kapatid), freedom seemed possible. Between 1897 and 1899, stealth, betrayal and skullduggery bedeviled our prospect for independence. The Aguinaldo and Bonifacio factions engaged in ugly infighting (the talangka mentality) resulting in the execution of Bonifacio.

Meantime, an American Admiral named Dewey (not Dewey Dee, the fast one) entered Manila Bay and defeated a luck luster Spanish navy.

Aguinaldo reneged on the pact of Biak na Bato. He resumed the revolution by proclaiming Philippine Independence in Kawit on June 12. From whom? We were still under the Americans & the Spaniards at that time.

Meanwhile, American and Spanish soldiers held a "moromoro" battle in Intramuros with the Spaniards surrendering. Aguinaldo's republic and his KKK patriots were left out and ignored. Naisahan tayo... minalas na naman.

The Filipino-American War broke out. Tall American soldiers looking like Clark Gable chased and battled the outlawed Filipino revolutionaries, ending in the capture of Aguinaldo in Isabela, thanks to the mercenaries from Macabebe. This is the second time those Macabebe turned in their own kind, first it was with the Spaniards. This was the mother of all kamalasan.

At that time, our population was 8 million. The gap between the rich and the poor was estimated at 30% middle-class and rich, 70% low-class and rural poor.

During the Commonwealth (1901-1941) which followed, there was lots of learning on democratic principles, its structure and governance. Technology transfers were done on Constitutional Rights, Public Education, Transportation, Health, International Trade and Industrialization. The Americans turned out to be good tutors. Filipinos also went crazy over American brand products like Libby's corned beef and Portola sardines, Hershey's Kisses and Wrigley's chewing gum, Camel cigarettes and Model T Ford for the hacenderos of Pampanga and Iloilo.

Hollywood films made Pinoy males fantasize on Jean Harlow, Betty Grable and Mae West. Thus, Filipino colonial mentality began. We fondly called this period peace time. By the way, American troops massacred innocent people in Balangiga.
Mga hayop din pala! (http://www.bibingka.com/phg/ balangiga/default.htm)

1941. Disaster! World War II! After attacking Pearl Harbor, the Japanese army invaded our country defeating the combined American and Filipino forces (USAFFE). General MacArthur, the proud and handsome Army chief, fled to Australia at the height of the battle. Then the Filipinos marched to Bataan as prisoners in the Death March.

For four miserable years we suffered the sadism of the Japanese militarists rule. Torture, famine, and death were for us, the order of the day. Kawawa. Malas na malas!

The American forces returned in 1945 to liberate the country. MacArthur, General superiority complex himself, sporting Ray Ban sunglasses and corncob pipe swaggered back to Manila. Piqued at his humiliation in 1941, McArthur ordered the bombing and shelling of Manila till kingdom come. So he could get back at Japs for wrecking his R&R place in Asia. Malas na naman.

The whole wide expanse South of Pasig - from Post Office to Vito Cruz, including all of Intramuros-  was pulverized. Manila was the most destroyed city of World War II after Tokyo. Our culture, our heritage, and historical assets (seven beautiful churches in Intramuros, hundreds of elegant Art Deco and neo-classical architecture in Paco) were sacrificed recklessly and completely erased from the face of the earth. Sayang na sayang!

In 1946, we gained our Independence from the Americans. We were a free nation at last! A true Independence day for us: July 4, 1946 not the June 12 that Aguinaldo declared and Marcos celebrated. We had enough exposure and lessons on how to govern a democratic country, the first in Asia. Our population was 17 million. The dollar exchange was US$1 to P2.

But there was still no peace from 1947 to 1966. A widespread communist rebellion led by Taruc, the Lava brothers and its armed guerillas called Hukbalahap (supposed to be Hukbo ng Bayan Laban sa Hapon) waged bloody war with government troops and turned out to be nothing but bandits in disguise. Filipinos killed kapwa Filipinos. Malas na naman!

Our politicians and bureaucrats learned to engage in graft and corruption (what are we in power for?) such as the war surplus bribery, the Tambobong wheeler-dealing and the Namarco scam. Talo!

Six presidents were elected to manage the country from 1947 to 1972, under the democratic system. They were Presidents Roxas, Quirino, Magsaysay, Garcia, Macapagal, and Marcos.

Economists looked back to the decades of the 50s and 60s as the best years of the Philippine economy, surpassing Asian countries. The nostalgia was naiveté, a useless ego-tripping. The gap between the rich and the poor remained big; 30% middle-class and rich, 70% low- class, rural and urban poor. We were 27 million people. US$1 was to P4.

During the late 60's, the Maoist communists led by Commander Dante intensified its drive to overthrow the government. Marcos added fuel to the fire by creating a communist spook. Violence and mayhem ruled the streets. The youth went up in arms! Martial Law was declared in 1972 and Marcos became dictator. Freedom of assembly and expression went out of the window.

What followed were years of dictatorial abuse, crony capitalism, shackled free enterprise, near economic collapse and a demoralized middle class. The gap between the rich (30%) and poor (70%) remained in a quagmire. Pareho rin pala ang situacion.

Our population was 40 million. Exchange rate was US$1 to P7. Kawawang kawawa! Malas na malas! In 1983, Ninoy Aquino, Marcos' exiled arch rival, was assassinated upon his return to the Philippines. Push came to shove. Cardinal Sin egged on the people to protest. Outrage, self- pity, shame and fury raged and rumbled like a tidal wave, culminating in the incredible People Power Revolution. The very sick and obstinate Marcos fled (hijacked by Americans from Clark) to Hawaii (sounds like Paoay) where he died. His alleged millions of stolen dollars remain intact and unresolved up to now. Peso to dollar exchange is now US$1 to P20.

But People Power was our shining glory! The whole world applauded our saintly courage, our dignified defiance, our bloodless solution to expel a dictator. We were the toast of all freedom-loving countries, the envy of all oppressed people. In 1986, we placed Cory Aquino, Ninoy's widow, in Malacañang. She was virtuous, sincere and full of good intentions for the country. But what happens under Cory?

An endless brown-out and living on portable generators is a must and monopolized by Cory's relatives who threw out her Energy Department down the Pasig River. The land reform she professed and promised was going well at first, but after she found out her Hacienda Luisita would be greatly affected, the program went down the Pasig River too! No wonder that river is so polluted.

Coup attempts by Honasan, power struggle, political squabbles and the infighting for juicy deals harassed the amateur Cory presidency. So nothing happened. No progress took place. The economy was still bad. The poor suffered more and more. Sure we got democracy back on its feet. But the Filipino resolve didn't happen. People Power pala was "ningas cogon" power.

Sayang na sayang! Tha gap between the rich and the poor remained at 30% (middle-class and rich), 70% (lower-class and rural/urban poor). Exchange rate was US$1 to P25. We were 55 million people.

In 1992, Cory's choice, Fidel Ramos, West Pointer, soldier and hero of the People Power won the presidency. He had the bearing, the single-mindedness and the vision to bring the country to a tiger economy status. Ramos was a terrific salesman of the Philippines to the world. He was able to hype a climate of an economic ground. He removed barriers to progress. He was an apostle of privatization. His mantra was less government more private sector! Fidel hit the right note and the economy went on a roll. Fidel wanted to run for re-election but failed to swing the cha-cha (an idiotic acronym for Constitutional Change) so he could run again.

In 1997, the Asian economic crises struck, triggered by a balloon’s burst of the hyper-speculative Bangkok economy. The financial debacle created a disastrous effects in the investment institutions of Manila, Jakarta, Kuala Lumpur, Hong Kong, Seoul and Taiwan. All the Ramos gains evaporated into thin air. Malas na naman! The poor, especially Mang Pandoy, were poorer than ever.

1998 was showbiz time! The Erap para sa mahirap show opened to the chagrin of Makati Business Club. Pasensya na po kayo, mga elitists. Democracy is also weird. The choice of the masa must be respected.

Catastrophe! Chavit Singson exploded jueteng bombs! For days on end, a nation sick in the stomach sat through primetime TV aghast at watching the bizarre drama of alleged bribery, gambling, drunkenness, womanizing, deceit and corruption. A lantern-jawed witness and a sexy intelligence "asset" hogged the witness stand.

Viewing the scandals on TV was like watching dogs mating in the public square. It was embarrassing but you couldn’t take your eyes of them.

The impeachment trial serialized on TV was riveting. The defense lawyers, some wearing a canine sneer (ngiting aso) insulted our intelligence too often (lokohin n'yo ang lelang n'yo). The whole country was stinking to high heavens. The prosecution produced its own witnesses - Clarissa Ocampo, Emma Lim, Carmencita Itchon and many others.

Idols with feet of clay fell crashing into the dust. Those who voted against opening the envelope were legalese, procedural and sounded intellectually brilliant. Also heartless and thick-skinned. They couldn't fathom the heartbeat of the nation. Cardinal Sin, aging and sickly, called the people again. It was People Power II.

Same humongous and collective umbrage, same brinkmanship and same staccato prayers! Generals Reyes and Villanueva simply joined the mammoth EDSA crowd. No US jets from Clark this time. Erap was out! Gloria was in!

Hope springs eternal. Malacañang regained its honor and dignity. Protocol was observed. Absurdity was gone. Grammatical English was back. Now the first gentleman should have been named Mr. Pakyao, he has the monopoly of the graft behind Gloria's back.

2001. More catastrophies! The peso plummeted to a horrifying US$1 to P51. The Abu Sayyaf (extremist ideologues? or mindless barbarians?) were into kidnapping and terrorism, gaining worldwide notoriety. Businesses are still closing shop. Thousands of workers are being retrenched. Prices of food and gasoline are very high (galunggong is P80 per kilo). Our streets became permanent garbage dumps. Maggots multiplied to spread disease. Our communities stink.

Again, the whole nation was witnessing sickening crimes attributed to people in the government. Talo na naman! We are now 75 million people but the gap between the rich, 30% (middle-class and rich), 70% (lower-class and rural/urban poor) remains the same for one century.

When will this end? It's been more than 350 years since Lapu-Lapu's victory, 100 years since Rizal's martyrdom and we're nowhere as a people, as a nation. Malas pa rin!

Some wise guy said the Filipino is a damaged culture. Bully! And what do you call other foreigners? They used slaves in their plantations, and land grabbed from the natives. What should we call such culture? Predatory culture? Bully culture?


What about another country? How many countries did it put under the barrel of its gunships, so they could gloat that “the sun never sets on their empire?"  What shall we call this culture? Sahib culture? Gunga Din culture? C'mon, give us a break!

We Filipinos have strengths and endearing values. We are Christians, God-fearing, and peace-loving. We are patient and tolerant (matiisin to a fault). We are musical. We sing our blues away. We have a sense of humor (we concoct and text Imelda hyperboles and Erap malapropism). We learn fast because we are bilingual and highly educated. We've got thousands of MBAs and PhDs in economics and management from AIM, WHARTON, HARVARD, UCLA etc (most of them now overseas). We've got a surplus of technocrats for nation-building. We want to work if there are vacancies. We want to go into business if we have the capital. We want to obey the law if the law is being enforced. We want to live and die here, if there is peace and order. But, but and but…. we have many shortcomings. We are immature in our politics. Given a choice of who to elect: a handsome pabling movie star or an honest and brilliant political scientist, we vote for the movie star. No brainer tayo dito. Talo! We have many stupidities. Like dogs, we pee (bawal umihi dito) on walls and tires. Our driving is suicidal. Our service quality is inferior.

Clerks at City Hall act arrogant. Sales ladies at department stores don't know their product features. No exchange No return even it is defective, you have to argue for it. Tourists get mugged by thugs in uniform.

Police lay traps so they can catch you and ask for bribe. What's wrong with us? We don't have a great leader. We don’t have good governance. (In Singapore, Lee Kwan Yu did it. Their constituency profile is similar to Filipinos).


Admittedly, this country is impossible, tiresome, and frustrating. But it's the only country we've got. We live and die here. Will we ever see the dawn?

Dios na mahabagin, Kailan pa kaya? Ubos na ang aming luha. Katog na ang aming mga tuhod. Tuyo na ang aming utak. Hingal na ang aming puso. Dios na mahabagin, isalba mo po kami. Hindi po kami talunan. At lalo pong hindi kami tanga. Sunod-sunod lang po ang malas.

NOTE:
Dati Kastila,
Amerikano,
Intsik,
Hapon
Ngayon may Koreano pa.
Mahabagin Diyos, nasaan ka PINOY?


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From: bonifacio c. claudio: Racquel Maglasang


Published  4/25/12  ust1611 multiply
Web Page: Nasaan ka Pinoy?

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Monday, April 16, 2012

Doubting Thomas

The Apostle Thomas (Didymus), perhaps though no fault of his own missed out when Jesus appeared to the other disciples in the "Upper Room" which I visited in Old Jerusalem while touring in 2009.  To Thomas, it was not fair to him for them to expect him to believe in the Resurrection just as much as they did.  Look, he said to them, "Unless I see the mark of the nails in his hands and put my finger into the nail marks and put my hand into his side, I will not believe."  (April 15th Gospel John 20:24-25)
The other apostles were probably trying to convince Thomas for a while and got fed up with them and said "But I did not see him and I'm not going to believe it.  He wants not only see the Risen Lord, but also to put his finger into the nail marks.  A week later Thomas is with the disciples when Jesus appears and he expresses explicitly, "My Lord and my God."  Indeed, the appearances in those first days after the resurrection were not fair to Thomas and to us either because we missed out on those one-time miraculous special events that are not available to us.  We may not be present more than 2,000 years ago but faith (even when nothing else seems to make sense in our world) in the Risen Christ gives experience, color and meaning to life, suffering and death. 
Once in a while I see in my reading so and so do not believe in God.  They are called atheist.  Air, I do not see.  Air, I do not touch.  But I believe air is there and present because it sustains me to keep me A L I V E !

Friday, April 13, 2012

Easter Blessings

THIS FOREWORD TO "MY HEALING PRAYER" WAS INCLUDED INSIDE AN EASTER CARD IN RECIPROCATION TO A BIRTHDAY GIFT TO THE WRITER RAY...
Considering at our age, we're embarking in our golden years of life (we're vulnerable to succumb to sickness).  As people age, their immune systems weaken, thus decreases their ability to fight bacteria (infection) that entering the body through food.  Much more in countless way, it is gratifying to look up in the sky for there's a lot to see.  And be thankful we've reached our present age and give us more time to stay on earth - so as to see our grandchildren as they grow up to the virtuous path of soaring delight to adulthood bringing happiness and virtually elevate the human spirit.  And with amazing grace, nurtured with a profound pride and joy...with the realization for all the good things their grandparents adoringly bestowed upon them.
Indeed, we knew that there are important factors which give rise and will lengthen our lives such as: DIET - which will give nutrients to our body; LIFESTYLE - which consistently adapt oneself in carrying out everyday activity as manifested by the manner and attitudes shown by an individual, but continue on religiously in taking maintenance medications; and EXERCISE - which we consider of paramount importance and such performance is conducive to the level of one's age.
Lastly, the infinite and ultimate reward (for our devotion to God) will summarily add up and helps us in prolonging our lives is by way of "prayer." For me, PRAYER has the power beyond comprehension.  Given that God is love and merciful...and PRAYER is the key that opens God's heart and to the power of Christ within us.  Exalted with grace and knowing how our Lord works in a mysterious way, the Holy Spirit will open your thought, guide & lead you, show you and eventually dwell in you - and whatever you ask of Him...it will be given.


MY HEALING PRAYER (by Ray)
Praying to you O' Lord, and open my thought by guiding me in seeking to find cure and formidable strength to combat and carry on against bodily maladies and diseases.
Praying to you O' Lord, to show and lead me by pointing out better ways and means to secure treatment and cure to my aches & pains, coupled with crippling and disabling infirmities brought about by the ripening yesteryears.
Thanking you O' Lord, for I have the greatest faith and confidence in you.  And guided by your healing hands and with compassionate heart, I implore you God Almighty, that through my persevering desire and hungered for seeking the blessed cure that I am longing for - so as to attain a lenghty, fruitful, and more active vibrant life free from the ravages and wearing down of our bodily functions and imperfections; And to you O' Lord and my saviour, make me an instrument in my quest to prolong life...A M E N.

Monday, April 9, 2012

USTPMTBBAA 8th Grand Reunion {June 9, 2012} Reminder

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Saturday, April 7, 2012

Holy Saturday 2012 After Jesus Died




AFTER JESUS DIED...
WHAT HAPPENED?
For Christ died for sins once for all, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God.  He was put to death in the body but made alive by the Spirit, through whom also he went and preached to the spirits in "prison" who disobeyed long ago when God waited patiently in the days of Noah while the ark was being built.  In it only a few people, eight in all, were saved through water. - First Peter 3:18-20
The statement by First Peter expresses the belief that after his death but before his resurrection, Jesus went to announce to those in "prison" that they had been saved and were invited to heavenly life - to taste and see the goodness of the Lord.  Early Christians believed that the just who died before the coming of Christ awaited redemption in a shadowy existence which is referred in th Old Testament as Sheol.
Now you know where Jesus went after He died - He descended to the dead to free them in their shadowy existence - in other words - prison or hell.

"Jesus remember me when you come into your kingdom"
The Holy Saturday evening Holy Mass in my parish is very long - almost two hours - for the readings start with the Creation...
You are the Way,
You are the Truth,
You are the Life,
My salvation.
You are the Way,
You are the Truth,
You are the Life,
The Gateway to my soul.
- Text 1999 Steve Angrisano, Thomas N. Tomaszek and Christi Smith




Published  4/7/12  ust1611 multiply
Web Page:  Holy Saturday 2012


Monday, April 2, 2012

Sunday Spiritual - Palm Sunday

April 1, 2012
THE PASSION OF OUR LORD, JESUS CHRIST
(ACCORDING TO MARK)
CALVARY
First they crowned him with a crown of thorns,
Then they wrapped him in a scarlet cloak,
Then they gave him a heavy cross,
My Lord stumbled, my Lord fell,
Then they nailed him to the tree to die,
My Lord loves me, this I know,
Surely he died on Calvary.
Calvary, Calvary.
Have a Blessed Holy Week