Wednesday, July 18, 2018

On Trust




Why be trusting?

When Jesus asked Peter to walk on the water, Peter drowned.  Peter got scared and was of little faith, so he cried to Jesus for help and trusted that Jesus would save him.  Jesus did.  “Truly, you are the son of God,” exclaimed Peter.

In Genesis, Abraham offered his only son Isaac to the Lord believing every word of God.  Abraham’s belief was more than what he had, more than his life, more than his beloved son.  Abraham was an honest follower of the Lord. He guaranteed it with his life and with the life of his son.

There is obligation in trust.

We trust people because we also depend on them for help, for advice or for love like our spouses, family members, friends, co-workers, employers or constituents, among others.

Something must be delivered, borrowed or fulfilled in this obligation.  It could be a sacred pact or a business deal as in banking standards of debit and credit.

Consider caution.
There are just times you could all believe the people around you because they sounded sweet and honest like a politician’s promise to the people and those enticing advertisments of goods on sale.  What could be true?

People let you down some points in life.  In those times you need them they seem so distant. Betrayal in love affairs happen like, “You are going to need me baby, one of these days.”

Moreover, beware of greed when properties are not passed on by a will and you are in the presence of bad aunts, uncles and relatives. Or beware of death, as in tyranny in a shoot-to- kill culture, or in my country’s present situation of knock and plead.

There was a time when I was totally out of trust on any one after experiencing set backs in my life.  When someone gave me water, literally, I spilled it out and got a new one.  I had my own fork, my own spoon, my own glass. When I got back to normal situation, I drank even from the taps or accepted any offer and sought God’s grace in all the things around.  Later, it came as a matter of thought, a matter of grace, a matter of believing in the Holy Spirit ways, that life would be lived trusting all things will work out together for good in the Lord.

How dangerous is trust?

It is as dangerous as Judas kiss and as deadly as a snake’s fang.  It is delicate as eggshells, mysterious as a spy.

But when you bank on to someone worthy, it becomes a cherished gem and something you would not regret to bring to the grave for all time. 


/rosalinda flores martinez. july 19, 2018















Friday, April 27, 2018

On Good Manners

The Proverbs explain on good manners, “Train a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not turn from it.”

My parents used to tell me that what you do everyday or when no one sees you becomes your habit.

You may say, “No one is looking anyway so I can cheat, or just for today, I can pluck my neighbors roses, or I can do work later, later and later.”  Beware! Things you do wrong from time to time become bad habits, so better do what is right and truthful all the time.

I remind my students of the golden rule, “Do not do to others what you don’t like others to do to you.”

And do not forget the commandments from the Holy Bible.  In Matthew chapter twenty two, the greatest commandment is to love God above all, and the second is to love thy neighbor as thyself.  Of these two commandments hang all the law.

In schools, it is a must to teach students about etiquette and right conduct.

In any kind of work, it is every person’s duty to exhibit work ethics.

Good manners and right conduct begin with knowing how to say please, I am sorry, thank you,  madam, sir,  and excuse me, among others.  These are little acts of kindness, love and humility.

Try these examples.

Please get your work done immediately.
I am sorry I was not able to attend your party.
Thank you for your help.
Madam, here is your book.
Sir, you have a phone call.
Excuse me for being late.

Manners make things better. They help us enjoy life, be happy and be at peace with one another.  They help us behave in ways that are best for everyone.

Nowadays, people with manners are rare.  And because we all want to be noticed, there are times we bully others and disrespect their rights.  We gossip, we become arrogant, we mock, we count on chores or lack some heart to help when necessary.  Many of us become inconsiderate and forget the miracle word, that is  discipline.  Let us begin with ourselves and choose friends carefully.  Learn to say no even if everyone else is doing it.  Always remember to tell the truth and do what is right.

Of course, we must pray for the guidance of the Holy Spirit that in all things we follow God’s path.

/rosevoc April 27, 2018




Saturday, April 21, 2018

My Journal Notes. April 22

The whole April I have just stayed in the house, doing chores, cooking and nannying kids in place of "yayas" who were always absent.

It was fun, but often, routine makes headaches.

Kids give you laughter and make you feel young, and you try to make up with their way of life, that would make you flex your bones and body.

Cooking, on the other hand, must slow down for me because midlife must exercise caution - heat, washing and heating  confuse the body.  Moreover, I ate and ate the stuff I'd love to cook.  So much eating is not good.  Everything must be in  moderation.

I've also thought of my writing life, to continue with it and write a dream novel.  I've never done that.  I already wrote a few fiction stories, articles, essays and lots of poems, but no novel, yet.  I thought I couldn't grab that time to write, so I struggle to write prayers and short poems to sustain my writing vocation /duty.  That fills my guilt to produce something on paper / the Web.

Nonetheless, life must go on.  We all have got many things to do for each other while fulfilling other goals. 

Go, go, go!

Let us trust in the Lord all we do, and  it will work out together for good.

Have a blessed Sunday, all!

Smile.

Monday, April 9, 2018

My Journal Notes. April 10, 2018

April 10


Good morning  -

Every new day we wake up is a miracle.

We have to be reminded after all the shackles in the world

that everyday is a beautiful day.

Why? Because as we are pushed on the walls without exits,

it is where the angels will pick us up,

and carry us, and shower us with wisdom and new things.

As for me, I have to deal with something creative and insightful to write.

As for you?  There are many things to do and discover, yet  slow down

with technology; we cannot race with technology.  Let us be gentle then.

Have a nice day!  May the Lord bless and keep us all.

Smile.

/rosevoc

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

On Work


On Work


Mother told us to always have the initiative, so we grew up asking “Can I help?” when it came to work duties.  Truly, we were blessed to be surrounded with people who loved work and valued it with integrity. And while we loved to assist most of the time, we have learned about accepting duties.

When we were students, some of us were taught to obey parents and finish the course they preferred for us.  Often, we did not like that way but still abided.  I remember I told my mother “I do not like your teaching profession because it is boring and common. It earns so little and it is not even glamorous.”
 
I was blasphemous at that.  I am sorry.  I did not even consider her love for work. And because of her noble teaching profession we were able to finish college (she was widowed at 37). She paved her way to the fulfillment of our goals teaching her students well.

Work is something from the heart you offer.  It is not just for money, but serving God.  It fills the vacuum in the heart and gives you zeal.  The fruits of its labor becomes pure when it is done out of that sacred oath to duty, so that is why we pray for what we dream or want to be when we grow up.

The stories of Woolworth and Og Mandino counting cents and going the extra mile show us examples of good work habits.  The leadership and success books of Napoleon Hill and Hopkins encourage people to get rid of laziness and focus on goals.

To make kids aware of their duties, I tell them the story about the Lazy Juan.  The story of Lazy Juan is a Filipino folktale.  Juan always laid down under a guava tree and waited for the guavas to fall so he could eat them.   He was so lazy that he wanted comfort all the time, even telling the crabs to walk home instead of carrying them in a basket.

So what is it to work with love?  Kahlil Gibran says, “It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit, and to know that all the blessed dead are standing about you and watching.”

Sometimes, it is not working at all when you love your duties.  It comes out naturally in your day to day life with the aid of angels. 

Lord, sustain us and let us serve you well.

/rosevoc feb 28 2018















/rosevoc feb 28 2017














Friday, February 23, 2018

On Faithfulness



Faithfulness is the code of a soldier.  It is rooted from the ground, to life, to death.  When you are faithful to someone you are thorough in the performance of a duty sealed like a covenant.  In human terms it is like blood compact, a marriage vow, or an allegiance to a flag or a constitution.

Faithfulness does not waver like a stone that is untroubled by the wind, like a knight to his sword, like a duty to heaven.

“Peter, do you love me?”  Jesus asked three times.  Three times, Jesus asked, emphasizing Peter’s love and unswerving obedience to his Lord as necessary to Peter’s future ministry as leader of the church.

Job during his troubles was steadfastly devoted to God.  He said that he came naked from his mother’s womb and he shall have nothing when he dies.  “The Lord gave me everything I had and they were his to take away.  Blessed be the name of the Lord.”

Moses trusted his life on God’s promises and made stronger the faith of others like the miracle of the Red Sea where the Israelites walked on the sea through a dry ground. Moses faith in God did not falter.  His loyalty was ever present.

War and action films make you remember how soldiers protect each other, their loyalty to flag, team, country and mission.  Because of this virtue, you realize how life must be cherished with valor.  It makes you even cry, more than the romance of a love story because a life is given for a purpose.  Usually, one offers his life so others would live or needs would be fulfilled.  Heroes and martyrs are made to be reliable in times of trouble and in times of need.

In a family, this virtue could mean blood is thicker than water because brothers, sisters, cousins help one another, pick up for one another and stick up for one another.

At work or any vocation is loyalty to your boss and your teacher. For the religious, it is truth to your vow.

Would a friend sell you for gold?  Or would he leave you when you are down? You can calculate on this, like how much and how many.  The risk on this question is a thin line between money and honor. 

Let me end with St. Paul and what he wrote in Romans that nothing can separate us from the love of God demonstrated by our Lord Jesus Christ. 

Rosevoc. feb 23 2018   



On Humility


On HUmility

Saint Augustine says that it is humility that makes men angels.

Humility is one of the hardest virtues to obtain and practice. Yet once you have learned how to practice it, your cup of joy overflows as if you've been so empty and light and the Holy Spirit of God anoints you heart to heart.

Last year in December, I have received that gift of giving a small kid's party (with the help of family and some friends) in the province. One hundred kids and friends gathered in prayer and the spirit of oneness with spaghetti and fun. For me, it was so memorable and I thank the Lord for giving me and those who have helped that opportunity of doing little acts of kindness.

And then, that Christmas day in the province, I forgot there was no food on the table except bananas. I forgot there was no food because I was still full from the food and cooking for the children.

Moreover, in work, observe humility. Go the extra mile. It is working not only for money, but for love of work and service to others. Of course, we need to be compensated, yet remember that our work is also an offering to God. Grace shall follow.

There are times in our lives we come to live with pureness, some sacrifice and a bit of humility. We are not saints, yet we try to imitate what saints do for the good of someone, if not all. We try to do little acts of kindness and little acts of love every single day, like St. Therese to make the world a better place to live in.

The virtue of humility is the heart of a child, the fortitude of a warrior. Like taking obedience to the Father's will, as did Virgin Mary and Saint Joseph. It is Jesus obedience to the Father God in the garden of Gethsemane. His obedience to the will of the Father knowing he would excruciatingly face death on the cross, "Not my will, but yours be done" in chapter twenty two of Luke.

It is Jesus' full of the Holy Spirit in the wilderness, knowing he is the son of God, but never yielded to the temptation of the devil.

How to Practice Humility

Do good deeds silently without asking for a return.
Bite your tongue, if you are not asked of your credentials.
Share your blessings joyfully.
Never bear a grudge.
Do not curse others.
Accomplish work with all your heart.
If you hold power and ability, share for good.
Learn to say thank you and I am sorry.
Learn to say please.
Know how to kneel or bow your head.

/rosevoc2. Jan 5, 2018


Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Fix It



Fix it. There is always a way. 

Growing older and getting older are almost two similar phrases, but different. The first is how our bodies develop as in height and size from babies to adults. The second is how we obtain age and become an elder. The first is how physically we become amazed with the wonders of our bodies, then later how every day we see spots, wrinkles, or the faults of aging. The second is how gracefully we establish character, dig up for lasting inspiration, and know the art of war and peace. 

There is time for everything. God gives us time for everything, if we listen to Him. There is always a way for everything, if we have faith. 

As I write this, I try to go back to the past and process how I survived troubles and trials just like the others. I found out that it is a matter of helping one another, correcting what is wrong, and being united for a good cause. It was not easy because nothing is easy, but if you do it with God's design, God will never permit you to slip or fall. 

How did I fix things? I tried. I always tried. I have learned from my parents and elders, there is always a way. I did that heart out and teeth out. Victory comes in His grace and mercy. Success pours like rain. Sometimes you just ask for little things, but the angels and saints work it out with you.

The angels and saints aid you growing up and getting older. In different situations you could ask them to help you fix things. Of course, the Holy Trinity is all-pervading with those heaven sends.

Mama Mary grows up kids and helps mothers raise them.
St. Joseph helps fathers and strengthens those who live alone.
When I got lost I called on St. Jude to the rescue, and I found the way back.
When my bag got slashed, the picture of St. Therese was on the side and only her neck got cut, but her face protected my bag and the things inside it.
Saint Anthony provides for a lot of needs.
St. Michael and the holy angels drive away bad spirits and demons.
St. Isidore gives a good harvest.
St. Gertrude helps us pray for the dead, who then pray for us too.

And there are many more saints who live with us now. Their intercessions are so powerful because they have offered their lives to God for us here, too. Let us pray and seek them in all times of sorrow or happiness. It is impossible to be alone when we believe in them whom God sends. There is no other way, but for the holy angels and saints to fix things and make miracles for us all, growing older or getting older. 


Truly, like the most precious odors, faith becomes real when it is incensed.





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Saturday, December 2, 2017

Prayer for Pope Francis





PRAYER FOR POPE FRANCIS


O God, shepherd and ruler of all the faithful, look favorably on your servant Francis, whom you have set at the head of your Church as her shepherd.  Grant, we pray, that by word and example he may be of service to those over whom he presides, so that together with the flock entrusted to his care, we may all come to everlasting life;  through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and reigns with You in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, forever and ever. Amen.

Monday, November 27, 2017

My Journal Notes. On November 28, 2017

Life is a series of cobwebs

If you have woven well,

You could have woven magnificent designs

Like  shapely chocolates in a box

Like colorful  seashells on the shore

Heavenly creation thriving -

For all -

In God's wonderful  art of love.

/rosevoc

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Book Analysis: Uses of Death

Masters of the world say communities have to be voracious readers for civilization to progress. As I came across this book, "Cities of the Dead," by Joseph Roach (1941), I thought there was something special about the topic, because we are the living and soon, we would all die. Of course, everyone must savor the life we have because life is a gift from God. Yet, life is a balanced equation. It comes complete with death. Birth is equal to death. That is why Jesus Christ came for us, to give us more, that we may be worthy and happy of the present. The present will be tomorrow. Tomorrow will be the next past. Such is the cycle of time. Death has many uses.

Cities of the Dead showcases murals, cemeteries, burials, festivals, historical monuments, art, and pictures of cities that convey no words but a heritage. Codes, symbols, and issues suggest functions to be deciphered by scholars. The forgotten dead but not gone opens a collective memory for the living.

Moreover, poets sing about death. Writers tell stories about death. Going back James Joyce "The Dead" and a kids tale "The Selfish Giant" spark brilliance of sentimentalism and paranoia about a history that must be restored and a memory that must be redefined.

The light of the dead would not leave the living unfulfilled. The living has to fulfill something for them. The common ceremony of the nine-day prayer connects a process of life and immortality. 

The book "An Echo in the Bone" (1974), a play by Jamaica dramatist Dennis Scott, describes the structure of the Nine-Night Ceremony, which through the ritual magic of the Jamaican practice of obeah, welcomes the spirit of a deceased person back into his or her home on the ninth night after death has occurred. Here the playwright shows how the voices of the dead may speak through the bodies of the living.
Chinua Achebe (Things Fall Apart, 1958) shares to readers a story that dramatizes the regularity of an ancestor's return, not as supernumeraries to the apocalypse but as an annual board of visitors. Here shows that memory circulates and migrates, passing like gossip from location to location as well as from generation to generation through the hands of those who possess it and those whom it possesses.

On the other hand, the rites of Christian burial, inserts a living memory. Catholics celebrate death in codes and observance of holy days, feast days and other ceremonies. These remembrances show the participation of ancestral spirits called "Saints" inspiring the present world.

Friday, September 1, 2017

On September 1, 2017. Journal Notes

1.  I want to seize this time gathering my thoughts

My muse bids me - in September

There is so much to write

and nothing to write at all

I want you, dense, like smoke.



2.  Photos of your dwellings make me cry

a porch,  a castle, and empty bench near the lake

I remember our house

when I kept your shoes.

Why do you always leave me?

Your promise of coming back is what I hold dearest.

Around the visionary earth

I wait like a child

If I could only tell you what you meant,

there is no point in writing.


//rosevoc2