I COULD not help but laugh out loud
while listening to a
venerable 79-year-old Monsignor tell the story of how he discovered
his vocation. I had great fun, and it made me more convinced that fun
is actually part of God’s plan for us.
He said that ever since he was a kid, he was already
exposed to parish life, since his parents were very active in the
church activities. He became an acolyte which was no mean feat at that
time since it required great discipline. One had to memorize Latin
prayers and do complicated moves.
That early, he already toyed with the idea of becoming a
priest himself. But there was a big but. He found the priest of the
parish, an old Spanish priest, too serious, too ascetic for comfort.
He thought he could not measure up.
“He was always in cassock,” he said of the priest. “He
wore it even in his bedroom such that I never had a chance even to see
his feet. I only saw his head and hands.”
So the young boy thought priests must be a different kind
of people. “The priest was not like my father,” he said of his
impressions at that time. His desire to become a priest waned a bit.
Then a Filipino priest replaced the Spanish one. Still the
Filipino priest was always wearing the cassock the whole time. The boy
found the new priest to be too serious and too rigid also.
He was about to give up with his priestly desire when one
day he went with the priest and others to a certain place. It was very
hot that day, according to him, so hot that the priest took off his
cassock. That was the first time he saw how a priest looked like
without a cassock.
Not only that, he saw the priest go to a bush to take a
leak, and that was when he finally realized that priests are also like
everybody else. That erased whatever doubts he had that he too could
become a priest.
Looking at the Monsignor, I was convinced that he had gone
light years away from those childhood ideas of priesthood and yet
remaining childlike in his simplicity and outlook in life. I was
convinced God sometimes plays games and tricks with us to convey his
most sublime will for us.
The whole story reminded me of what the Book of Proverbs
once said: “Playing in the world and my delights were to be with the
children of men.” (8,31)
There definitely is fun to be with God. In fact, there’s
more fun with him than with anybody or anything else in the world.
Living with God, fully dedicating ourselves to him never lacks moments
of exquisite joy, fun and pleasure. Life with God is never dull or
boring. It is full of adventure and excitement and fun.
Yes, living with God also has its big share of suffering
due to our sin. But if we consider the whole message of the Christian
gospel, we know that everything will always turn out for the good. So
there’s really no serious and permanent reason to be sad or troubled
or disturbed.
We have to learn how to be game and sport in the drama of
our life here on earth. Problems, difficulties and contradictions just
offer us occasions to have excitement and suspense, knowing that no
matter how things end humanly speaking, we would always win if we
strive to be with God.
St. Paul said it. “For those who love God, all things work
together unto good.” (Rom 8,28) As a consequence, we have reason to be
hopeful and optimistic. We can even afford to face the drama of life
with humor and elegance without neglecting the requirements of
continuous self-giving and sacrifice. It’s a matter of choice.
St. Josemaria Escriva also narrated the funny story of a
juggler who wanted to become a cleric. Since he was poor both
money-wise and intellectually, he felt inferior to the other aspirants
who were endowed with great talents.
Not knowing what to give our Lady on one of her feasts, he
thought that at the middle of the night he would get to the chapel in
secret and do his juggling before her image.
He did it, but his superior caught him in the act. But
before calling his attention, the superior saw that the image of our
Lady was smiling and even moved to wipe the sweat from the juggler. He
let the juggler finish his act.
venerable 79-year-old Monsignor tell the story of how he discovered
his vocation. I had great fun, and it made me more convinced that fun
is actually part of God’s plan for us.
He said that ever since he was a kid, he was already
exposed to parish life, since his parents were very active in the
church activities. He became an acolyte which was no mean feat at that
time since it required great discipline. One had to memorize Latin
prayers and do complicated moves.
That early, he already toyed with the idea of becoming a
priest himself. But there was a big but. He found the priest of the
parish, an old Spanish priest, too serious, too ascetic for comfort.
He thought he could not measure up.
“He was always in cassock,” he said of the priest. “He
wore it even in his bedroom such that I never had a chance even to see
his feet. I only saw his head and hands.”
So the young boy thought priests must be a different kind
of people. “The priest was not like my father,” he said of his
impressions at that time. His desire to become a priest waned a bit.
Then a Filipino priest replaced the Spanish one. Still the
Filipino priest was always wearing the cassock the whole time. The boy
found the new priest to be too serious and too rigid also.
He was about to give up with his priestly desire when one
day he went with the priest and others to a certain place. It was very
hot that day, according to him, so hot that the priest took off his
cassock. That was the first time he saw how a priest looked like
without a cassock.
Not only that, he saw the priest go to a bush to take a
leak, and that was when he finally realized that priests are also like
everybody else. That erased whatever doubts he had that he too could
become a priest.
Looking at the Monsignor, I was convinced that he had gone
light years away from those childhood ideas of priesthood and yet
remaining childlike in his simplicity and outlook in life. I was
convinced God sometimes plays games and tricks with us to convey his
most sublime will for us.
The whole story reminded me of what the Book of Proverbs
once said: “Playing in the world and my delights were to be with the
children of men.” (8,31)
There definitely is fun to be with God. In fact, there’s
more fun with him than with anybody or anything else in the world.
Living with God, fully dedicating ourselves to him never lacks moments
of exquisite joy, fun and pleasure. Life with God is never dull or
boring. It is full of adventure and excitement and fun.
Yes, living with God also has its big share of suffering
due to our sin. But if we consider the whole message of the Christian
gospel, we know that everything will always turn out for the good. So
there’s really no serious and permanent reason to be sad or troubled
or disturbed.
We have to learn how to be game and sport in the drama of
our life here on earth. Problems, difficulties and contradictions just
offer us occasions to have excitement and suspense, knowing that no
matter how things end humanly speaking, we would always win if we
strive to be with God.
St. Paul said it. “For those who love God, all things work
together unto good.” (Rom 8,28) As a consequence, we have reason to be
hopeful and optimistic. We can even afford to face the drama of life
with humor and elegance without neglecting the requirements of
continuous self-giving and sacrifice. It’s a matter of choice.
St. Josemaria Escriva also narrated the funny story of a
juggler who wanted to become a cleric. Since he was poor both
money-wise and intellectually, he felt inferior to the other aspirants
who were endowed with great talents.
Not knowing what to give our Lady on one of her feasts, he
thought that at the middle of the night he would get to the chapel in
secret and do his juggling before her image.
He did it, but his superior caught him in the act. But
before calling his attention, the superior saw that the image of our
Lady was smiling and even moved to wipe the sweat from the juggler. He
let the juggler finish his act.
