<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:34:58.345-08:00</updated><category term='Frustration and anger: Where does they leads to?'/><category term='anger...'/><category term='&quot;Every saint has a past'/><category term='The Genesis.'/><category term='consolations..'/><category term='Fresh Radical Commitment'/><category term='and every sinner has a future.&quot;'/><category term='judgemental'/><category term='pointing finger'/><category term='To be happy or not to be happy?'/><category term='off mind'/><category term='different voices'/><category term='Extreme poverty leads to extreme suffering...'/><category term='Becoming...what I desire to be..'/><category term='thought'/><category term='The gate within the Road to Religious Vocation...'/><category term='Discernment of Spirit'/><category term='apriori'/><title type='text'>This Life, the answer to many Questions..</title><subtitle type='html'>If each life has a sure purpose and mission on earth, then why can't our lives be the very answer to numerous questions and problems this lives entails? (Background photo is Sabah's 4101m Mount Kinabalu, Pana Laban Rest House)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-771383283638252602</id><published>2010-02-20T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T03:50:19.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different voices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discernment of Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consolations..'/><title type='text'>Whose Lead Would I Like To Follow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S3-0eh0lU0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/4h8jjZHvNHk/s1600-h/448535276_9b60d370fe_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440265311454843714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S3-0eh0lU0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/4h8jjZHvNHk/s200/448535276_9b60d370fe_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If I am not mistaken, St. Augustine was the one who uttered the following meaningful statement ..."Late have I love You LORD!" When I reflect seriously on the same statement, could I be in the same situation? In what way? To some extends, yes, I would agree with Augustine: "Lord, forgive me, for late have I love You! And thank you, Lord, for your gentle patient, you waited as if you knew eventually that it's just a matter of time that I will follow your Lead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember vividly, my uncle's advice to me once he knew that I was interested to join the priesthood life. This is exactly what he said to me: "You no need to enter the priesthood if your only desires are to serve God and His faithfuls! You can opt for marriage life and then you still can serve God!" To this half-truth statement and opinion of him, I choose to be silent. No point of arguing with him even if I have had a strong cause to defend. But deep inside my heart, this is my personal conviction: If I first chose to get married and only then decided about how I may serve God, this is also one possibility, and there's nothing really wrong about it. However, if such was the case, obviously I am following my uncle's lead, Not God' lead or Will! Here, it's me choosing Him, not He choosing me, and that's a BIG DIFFERENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, in the other hand, felt strongly that God is prompting me to follow Him by offering myself totally to becoming a priest, a religious priest for that matter. Here obviously, I'm responding to the One who called and choose me, not the other way round. I'm terribly glad that God had given me the grace of the discernment of Spirits, long before I join the Jesuit, because it was Ignatius, the Founder of the Society of Jesus, who wonderfully introduced and promoted the "Spiritual Exercises" as tools for the genuine discernment of the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the day the LORD has always bless, I am part of the members of the Society of Jesus - the Jesuit. Indeed, choosing to respond the called to be a Jesuit and living my life for God, is what it means to being happy! Indeed I learn and &lt;em&gt;re-learnt&lt;/em&gt; to live life fully knowing that my genuine happiness lies in following God's lead alone, &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; following my uncle's lead or even my personal's lead or will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, the next question I may ask my self is this: &lt;em&gt;What gifts come from full commitment?&lt;/em&gt; Interesting question isn't it? To be exact and biblical in some sense, the answers lie in Mark's Gospel 10: 28-30... "Then Peter spoke up, 'Look, we have left everything and followed you.' 'Yes,' Jesus said to them, 'and I tell you that anyone who leaves home or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or fields for me and for the gospel, will receive much more in this present age. He will receive a hundred times more houses, brothers, sisters, mothers, children, and fields--and persecutions as well; and in the age to come he will receive eternal life.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true are these statements of Jesus, who can deny them? I personally experienced them, therefore I cannot refute Jesus, they are wonderfully true!!! I don't have to elaborate any longer the truth co'z I live with the truth. Especially and uniquely in Indonesia, I can call "Ibu" to all married Catholic women and "Bapak" to all Catholic married men. I just lost count how many Indonesian also called me sometime "Bapak", sometime "Koko", or "Mas"...and these really made me joyfully at home here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, the above are just part of the answers to, "What gifts come from full commitment?" The list can be longer than that like, convenience and the availability of houses where I can stay, anytime, anywhere, travelling expenses fully borned by the Society, excellent educations or formations, etc., etc. But these are just the consequences of me leaving home and family, &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; the main reasons I join the Jesuit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been nine years now, I have committed myself fully to God's will, and I received abundance and great gifts from Him, only that I really lost count of them, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alleluia, Praise the LORD !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-771383283638252602?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/771383283638252602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2010/02/whose-lead-would-i-like-to-follow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/771383283638252602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/771383283638252602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2010/02/whose-lead-would-i-like-to-follow.html' title='Whose Lead Would I Like To Follow?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S3-0eh0lU0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/4h8jjZHvNHk/s72-c/448535276_9b60d370fe_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-1406630117476859037</id><published>2010-02-19T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:54:56.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apriori'/><title type='text'>Do I Believe Everything I Think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S36VRgXXBLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9zxQSK586Ek/s1600-h/Foto+CV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439949527888364722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S36VRgXXBLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9zxQSK586Ek/s200/Foto+CV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I am not quite right about what I thought many years back that I actually was heading into something really "against heavy odds". Today, it was proven without doubt that such was merely an apriori thinking. To be exact, I'm refering to my current undertaking or vocation in life, and how I perceived my long and winding search for deeper quest as something "impossible" to attain to, let alone to embracing it as my everlasting life's destination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, now it's very liberating to realise and to accept that, many a time, I should be slow in trusting or simply believing everything I ever think of, esp my apriori thoughts, before the real things occur. In the context of my religious calling, years before I often doubt if I ever become what I was and is still genuinely groomed to become today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the object of my doubt were a 'dream' I thought it was like an "Impossible Dream"...&lt;em&gt;to fight the unbeatable foe....to bear with the unbearable sorrow...to reach the unreachable stars...to run where the brave dare not go&lt;/em&gt;...as the attached song testified. Listen if you dare to Andy Williams' song, &lt;em&gt;The Impossible Dream....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f3c14448f9e6de0b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3c14448f9e6de0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331613991%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D632357B48B13C0FCFA44C462519C779B2938B23A.317D8A46BA644DC2A9CAF45D8278A946D207C548%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3c14448f9e6de0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaUVWOVju09miZ4IUh46fL9b_Eu8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3c14448f9e6de0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331613991%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D632357B48B13C0FCFA44C462519C779B2938B23A.317D8A46BA644DC2A9CAF45D8278A946D207C548%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3c14448f9e6de0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaUVWOVju09miZ4IUh46fL9b_Eu8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I doubt no more on my deepest vocation especially after the auspicious moment of truth: our Diaconate Ordination, graced by his eminence Julius Cardinal Darmaatmadja, S.J., on the 16th February, 2010, at St. Bonaventure's Church, Pulomas, Jakarta Timur, has passed. Now, all that I need to cherish and maintain is my radical faithfulness to the One who Called and Chosen me into the Jesuit's religious Order, not forgetting that I was and still am "sinner yet called" to learn to surrender totally my whole life in His vast Vineyards. I confess though that surrendering my physical 'body' to Him seems attainable, but it is an uphill tasks to surrender radically my inner movement of thoughts, attitudes, and the likes. These could only be tamed with God's - ALLAH's - aids, no two ways about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My special gratitudes and "terima kasih" though must goes to Sisilia Francisca, a strong supporter of what I'm destined to journey through now and in the years to come. She generously introduced me to the following secular song but consciously interpreted into the religious sense. "Setia" which means faithful, is rightly belongs to God, that from time immemorial especially narrated both in the Christian's Old Testament and New Testament Bible, He is experienced as being faithful to His subjects, eventhough His subjects failed many times to remain faithful to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a future servant of Christ, and in imitation of His carrying of the Cross, I humbly seek the grace to remain faithful to Christ and remain faithful to the community as well. For that to happen, I ought to be a man of prayer, and a man who lives close to the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, my like-minded Christian friends in the Lord, may continue to support me in prayers that I shall remain "SETIA" or faithful to the LORD ALLAH who called and chosen me into this present state of life...for the greater glory of GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I cannot always believe everything that I think. 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href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2010/01/rantings-bymm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/7592334148534486137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/7592334148534486137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2010/01/rantings-bymm.html' title='Rantings byMM'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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blog readers,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's New Year 2010, thanks GOD (ALLAH) for generously giving us another year to savour on. I sincerely pray that this year goona be a year that going to make us all really what we expect of...a year that are grace-filled with trust, joy, peace, solidarity, etc., with others surrounding us regardless of their religious convictions and traditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Year 2009 has passed us, but personally there were aspects in my life-commitment that I had not yet accomplished the way I desired it to be accomplished. Thus at the beginning of year 2010, I ask myself: "What will I do and when will I do it?" It's a challenging head on question and perhaps it's simple question but with not so simple answer (s) though. In my context though, I pray that this year will be a year where I continue to learn and perhaps &lt;em&gt;re&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;em&gt;learn&lt;/em&gt; to becoming more radically "faithful" to the ONE who's leading and showing me the WAY....ALLAH or GOD, for the same matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's "What" I want to commit and re-commit myself to. And "When" will I do it?...right away, yes, right away and where I stand now, with God's helps and wisdom for sure. I thanks God for His patience over my slow and not so nimble mind and action in following His leads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes, if there is one grace that I need to ask from GOD, it is this: That I shall be more and more united and familiar with His Ways in my daily journey, a journey travel not alone but alongside others regardless of their religious convictions and cultures, any where, any time and with all that come my ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Friends, thanks for being part of my life-long journey so far!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-2506009287490628863?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/2506009287490628863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-will-i-do-and-when-will-i-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/2506009287490628863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/2506009287490628863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-will-i-do-and-when-will-i-do-it.html' title='What Will I Do and When Will I Do It?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S1KMLNeZNPI/AAAAAAAAACs/ENqMCFR_czQ/s72-c/1366584880_c18faa2c4f_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-2509709037676353932</id><published>2009-12-31T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:14:59.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fresh Radical Commitment'/><title type='text'>Is Anything I Fear Happening Right Now??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4CWwHUDhEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TgIq5Y1FP28/s1600-h/2803168500_e908108137_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440514103204611138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4CWwHUDhEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TgIq5Y1FP28/s200/2803168500_e908108137_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Indeed, it's been a long absent in this blog since my last updates. I have been engrossed with my last semester's commitments till the 23rd December which was my final lectures, finally. Now I may have ample time to continue posting with much ease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes, thanks ALLAH!!!, He helps me made it through my whole religious formations, at last, at Driyarkara's High School of Philosophy, Jakarta INDONESIA. I offerred and did my very best in religious studies eventhough the results were not always satisfactory. What a great relief after going through the most crucial &lt;em&gt;Ad&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Audiendas&lt;/em&gt; exam last 19th of December, esp after the second intense repetitions. Nevertheless, I appreciate most the "processes" more than the final result itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After completing all that were needed to be done in my parts, I am now confronted with more questions in life, one in particular is this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is anything I fear happening right now??? Why?? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes, with the completion of the Ad-Audiendas exam recently, it means that I'm urge to response to new height of commitments, wheather I like it or not. But, the question is, am I really ready for it? In fact I'm ready but with 'fear' in my heart right now, fear of the unknown, the unfamiliar and perhaps complex situations ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Despite the demand of impending, radical commitment and the much sought faithfulness, as a religious man, today's Gospel message from John 1:1-18, equally delivers the much sought hope for me. Christ''s incarnation, it's mystery not it's 'history', if anything injects not only real 'hope' but also real consolation that, yes I may fear at times but at the same time, I'm not alone facing it. Christ, the real LIGHT has come, time and again, to shine my ways, even the darkest paths of the journey will not overcome this LIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;New year 2010 is fast approaching in just a few minutes more. It's interesting that a new year always begin in the darkest of night, i.e., 12:00 mid-night, not in the day time. But this darkness is short-live anyway, because within six hours time, the night shall be gone and the sun light will brighten the day once again. In short, light prevails over darkness just as Christ prevails over the darkness of sins and impurities of humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, to all my friends and blog readers, I pray that the coming New Year 2010 will be filled with God's abundance providence for you and your family members, both near and afar!!! Since the LIGHT has come, let us turn fear into joy and divine-filled confidence as we take once step at a time and all through the new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;God bless us all, His much loved children on earth !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-2509709037676353932?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/2509709037676353932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-anything-i-fear-happening-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/2509709037676353932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/2509709037676353932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-anything-i-fear-happening-right-now.html' title='Is Anything I Fear Happening Right Now??'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4CWwHUDhEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TgIq5Y1FP28/s72-c/2803168500_e908108137_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-3422512329118617710</id><published>2009-04-27T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:19:17.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgemental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointing finger'/><title type='text'>Who Am I Criticizing When I Criticized Others?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SfZ5FWFValI/AAAAAAAAACU/rwrJSd1u9eY/s1600-h/joked-dot-com-angry-kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329580341773822546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SfZ5FWFValI/AAAAAAAAACU/rwrJSd1u9eY/s200/joked-dot-com-angry-kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valuable past experiences taught me to calmly dwell and ponder on the many questions of life-processes contemplatively rather than trying to get to the tentative answers compulsively. Customarily, when things went wrong that irritates one in just about slightest issues, one would easily point finger to the other, saving 'oneself' from any shares of the blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those question mentioned above helps me check again the way I present myself, the way I look and analyse everything around me. Rather than quickly putting the blame to others when things occurred not the way one envisaged, one should do some self-examinations meditatively and ask oneself: how did I contributed, if any, to this mishap? In other words: how can I criticize the other without also having me partly responsibled and be blamed, for the many shortcomings of one another's life endeavour? Is it not true that when one points one single finger to someone, one actually points three more fingers simultaneously to oneself, instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Easter is symbolically depicts Christ's triumph over the pang of death, self-control and holy fear of God would be a success and triumph over one's many shortcomings. So therefore, I need to reflect deeper again...as I go through life-processes in the here and now, those specific question posed to me and to everyone out there, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May one discover oneself intimately as and when one criticized the other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-3422512329118617710?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/3422512329118617710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-am-i-criticizing-when-i-criticize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/3422512329118617710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/3422512329118617710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-am-i-criticizing-when-i-criticize.html' title='Who Am I Criticizing When I Criticized Others?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SfZ5FWFValI/AAAAAAAAACU/rwrJSd1u9eY/s72-c/joked-dot-com-angry-kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-1354738865592522752</id><published>2009-04-06T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:08:56.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Every saint has a past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and every sinner has a future.&quot;'/><title type='text'>What am I finally ready to declare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SdqofFRUqHI/AAAAAAAAACM/D-rdsG6_Wd0/s1600-h/Disclose3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321751161635907698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SdqofFRUqHI/AAAAAAAAACM/D-rdsG6_Wd0/s200/Disclose3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps I was naived whising that living my whole life as fully a religious man is always a smooth sailing. In reality however, after eight years on the bumpy and rocky journey, I discovered the manner I conduct myself more and more in contradiction to some of my initial "ideals" of a religious life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, often times, I contradicted myself with what I initially aspired to be: to understand the others rather than to be understood, to love rather than to be loved by others, to forgive rather than to be forgiven first by the others. And, the not so positive list will carry on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, even as I finally ready to declare my true colours as someone continue learning to live a trustworthy religious' life is not that easy. I must be ready to strip to the skin, and let the poor chimpanzees close their eyes, so to speak. Perhaps, it was easy for St. Augustine of the 5th centuary to declare his inner struggles through his book &lt;em&gt;The Confession&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my confession is this: I'm still struggling to be a "good" religious man. It's so very frustrating at times to acknowledge myself having so many list of failings and weaknesses, far from the expected standards, same nature of shortcomings time and again, even to the point of loosing hopes to carry on. I'm deeply shameful and helpless and at times afraid to face another day, knowing the prospect of discovering myself falling into the same trap and lure of carnal-self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, today John's Gospel reading (Jn 13:21-33, 36-38) clearly depicts similar identification of myself as that of Peter's unthoughtful promises to his Master - Jesus. That, the more I promised to be committed on everything that is "good" to Jesus, chances are, the more I break those promises. Year in and year out, I attended the eight-day retreat without fail, and at the end of it, I usually renew my religious vows, praying to be more and more Christ-like. Yet the outcomes as it goes, were very frustrating if not 100% demoralizing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, there is a clear message of hope in today's scripture readings. That, despite my human shortcomings, I'm still God's servant in whom He shall gradually be glorified when I continue to imitate Christ closely and with genuine repented and humble heart. St. Ignatius, pray for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-1354738865592522752?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/1354738865592522752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-am-i-finally-ready-to-declare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/1354738865592522752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/1354738865592522752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-am-i-finally-ready-to-declare.html' title='What am I finally ready to declare?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SdqofFRUqHI/AAAAAAAAACM/D-rdsG6_Wd0/s72-c/Disclose3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-4049501745858168484</id><published>2009-03-27T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:38:08.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To be happy or not to be happy?'/><title type='text'>Who Decides What Mood I Am In?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/Scx_p2W91zI/AAAAAAAAACE/oLxGU5mHK5c/s1600-h/Happy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317765616960919346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/Scx_p2W91zI/AAAAAAAAACE/oLxGU5mHK5c/s200/Happy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Sunday I attended an evening Eucharist in the nearby Church with my friend. Though it was an evening Eucharist celebration, the faithfuls flocked into the Church in no times. I was sitting next to my friend in the same pew. Then, came the homily session. At first I listened carefully with my face looking straight to the preacher who was a bit shorter than the avarage pracher I used to attend to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five minutes later, I closed my eyes, head down a bit, but still listening attentively. I felt comfortable that way. A moment later, my friend awaken me and remarked: "There is nothing new to his homily, all the same with no depth!" To this sudden negative comments of my friend, I just shaked my head without a word uttered. I asked myself: "How come he negitively feel that way?" I was puzzled! However, I quickly focused back to what the priest was preaching. I tried to catch the very last valuable piece of message that I could bring home for further reflections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This very occassion with my friend reminds me of the new wisdoms that I just learnt. That, if I am perplexed or puzzled about something in life, I must not "mind." And when I'm surrounded by negativity, negative forces, and negative emotions, I should not mind a thing. I was taught that, when I "mind" it, I obey it! I must not be as children, who mind their parents. I must get 'out of my mind', instead. I need to remember: we are human 'being', not a human 'minding.' Move, therefore, into beingness. Honestly, as my friend uttered his complaint, I just felt calm and I really didn't mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my friends, that's the experience as well as the answer I found to the very question: Who decides what mood I am in? I could see that my friend was not happy with the homily the priest delivered that evening. The rest of it, I would not speculate what he was thinking about the priest. Personally, this unexpected encounter with my friend's attitude served well as another valuable lesson for me on how to hold a positive attitude about everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore my friends, it's really up to us, to be positive or not to be positive; to be happy or not to be happy. You are what you choose to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-4049501745858168484?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/4049501745858168484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-decides-what-mood-i-am-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/4049501745858168484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/4049501745858168484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-decides-what-mood-i-am-in.html' title='Who Decides What Mood I Am In?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/Scx_p2W91zI/AAAAAAAAACE/oLxGU5mHK5c/s72-c/Happy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-565418413207475941</id><published>2009-03-21T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T08:30:35.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extreme poverty leads to extreme suffering...'/><title type='text'>What part of reality is imperfect?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/ScTxuA5wZBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fddacU8GQ54/s1600-h/suffering4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315639233022551058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/ScTxuA5wZBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fddacU8GQ54/s320/suffering4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The reality may be one but each one of us experienced the faces of reality in a different ways. When one is living in abundance throughout her or his life, she or he may perceived that the bigger reality must be in great abundant too. Indeed, how many of us have had the chance (s) of experiencing both realities of abundance and acute poverty like the one captured in the above image?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality too, there are various kinds of poverty - material, emotional, spiritual, and perhaps one may encounter other type of poverty that are not mentioned here. Whatever type of poverty it may be, I'm drawn to believe that, this part of poverty or suffering that is unfortunately "imperfect." Yet how many of us could live humbly with imperfection if such is the given reality? Personally, such reality make me say to myself, "I'll not be truly in abundance until all is collectively in abundance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/ScT3a9QuM5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/f7IKtNQd3X8/s1600-h/suffering3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315645502697386898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/ScT3a9QuM5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/f7IKtNQd3X8/s200/suffering3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my third pastoral visits to Pius' Ward today, the selected theme for our simple and short reflections on the Word od God is about "suffering." There are two new comers in the ward today, both female in their mid 20's. What's obvious during this time of my pastoral visit was that, in here inmates were still suffering but almost all with a smiling faces! I'm sure it was not because of the prescribed medication intake that caused them to artificially smile. I dare trust it was because they hold on to the tangible hope that they are indeed on the road of complete recovery. In other words, it's just a matter of time that they will eventually out of the ward, and be united with their loved ones ever again. God's willing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends, the reality in which we live may be imperfect - imperfect because the reality is obvious or perhaps it was the product of our self-negative views of the universe - but it would benefit us more if we choose instead to perceive the given reality, positively and try to embrace it as 'friend' instead of denying it as 'foe.' When one consciouly embraced the given reality - edifying or limiting - as friend then actually one is saving the unnecessarily energy of reconciling oneself with it.&lt;br /&gt;As one of the inmates says during our sharing session: "Indeed suffering made me close to God like never before." And the other remarks: "Suffering is the direct result of my fleshly desires, but eventually, it is the renewed forces of God's Spirit within me that shall prevail!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-565418413207475941?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/565418413207475941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-part-of-reality-is-imperfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/565418413207475941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/565418413207475941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-part-of-reality-is-imperfect.html' title='What part of reality is imperfect?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/ScTxuA5wZBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fddacU8GQ54/s72-c/suffering4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-2480468924894140746</id><published>2009-03-14T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:32:34.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustration and anger: Where does they leads to?'/><title type='text'>Frustration and Fear Expresses Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SbvcC0mMY-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/mvZlSSqhznE/s1600-h/Angry+Face2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082126450320354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SbvcC0mMY-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/mvZlSSqhznE/s320/Angry+Face2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is another challenging yet &lt;/span&gt;en eye-opening day for me! In my second round of pastoral visit to the Rumah Sakit Carulos, Pius Ward, where several stressed or depressed patients are rehabilitated, I had a chance to mingled and conversed freely with two female inmates there. Particularly, the 62-year old woman, who are still undergoing treatments for more than a month now. Let's call her Mary, not her real name though, for some ethical reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her deepest frustration and anger directed to God began after her lovely husband died untimely of stroke two years ago. Ever since that bleak day, she felt deep sense of lost, loneliness and life seemed no more meaning and hope to hold on. Due to these deep-seated depressions almost to the brink of total breakdown, she was sent to the hospital, really without her consent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, at least she is seemingly stable and able to share her inner emotional hurts and sufferings. I was there as a friend, listening with a good ears, to all that she ever wanted to release. She asked me on how to get rid of her feelings of deep-seated frustration, anger and fears. She told me she had tried many times through fervent prayers and intimate sharing with church members, and closed friends alike but to no avail. "What should I do now?", she repeatedly asked. I am not the expert on this field, instead, what I simply did was this. I told her my own childhood's deepest frustration, anger and irk towards God for untimely taking my father's breath away when I was just five.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At those tender age, so crucial to my formative years, and yet God, without due explanation whatsoever, took the very figure so significant to my childhood, adolescent and adulthood support systems, just as any normal child should have had experienced in their process of growing. I told her I wasn't able to accept all past sufferings those very decision of God brought upon me, my siblings, and esp to my mum. No, not until I was 20 years of age. I also confided to her how I wish to exit from this seemingly cruel world during those bleak childhood's days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While listening to me, I noticed she was quite taken aback with past stories of mine. She seems a bit relaxed and put up a smiling face yet empthy at me. At that moment of truths, I trust Mary was partially healed and lifted up from her own present inner grievances and frustrations towards God. Not that I had given her some specific Bible quotations or some Eastern wisdoms, but just on how I personally coped and managed my own real past experiences, which was really a blessings in disguise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I like to believe that emotions, frustration, grief, and anger are all form of fear, yet in its highest form, in the end, expresses love. All these expresses love? How can they be? All those feelings I mentioned above are natural emotions. It's part of us which allows us to say "goodbye" when we don't want to say "goodbye"; to express - push out, propel - the sadness within us at the experience of any kind of loss, esp the loss of a loved one. Now, the next step is crucial! When we allowed ourselves to express our inner grief, we get rid of it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children who are allowed to be sad when they are sad feel very healthy about sadness when they are adults, and therefore usually move through their sadness very quickly. Children who're told, "There, there don't cry," have a hard time crying as adults. After all, they've been told all their lives not to do that. So they repressed their grief. Grief that is continually repressed becomes chronic depression, a very unnatural emotion. People have killed or even succumbed to the tragic act of "suicide" because of chronic depression!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anger, as well, is a natural emotion. It's our "tool" which allows us to say, "No, thank you." It does not have to be abusive, and it never has to be damaging to ourselves, let alone to another. And, one don't have to be ended up at "Pius Ward", at Rumah Sakit Carulos, for the same matter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-2480468924894140746?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/2480468924894140746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/frustration-and-fear-expresses-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/2480468924894140746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/2480468924894140746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/frustration-and-fear-expresses-love.html' title='Frustration and Fear Expresses Love?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SbvcC0mMY-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/mvZlSSqhznE/s72-c/Angry+Face2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-2437043632029801832</id><published>2009-03-09T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:28:25.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The gate within the Road to Religious Vocation...'/><title type='text'>What ... You had a Religious vocation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SbVBzXiMmdI/AAAAAAAAAAY/siNJnd9MxEk/s1600-h/1842662005_fa63a78239_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311223686299949522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SbVBzXiMmdI/AAAAAAAAAAY/siNJnd9MxEk/s320/1842662005_fa63a78239_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a religious vocation! I have responded to it, seven years now. First phase of my call was written during my Jesuit's Novitiate days. The second phase are still in progress. Meantime, I eagerly invite you to come and see at &lt;a href="http://www.jesuit.org.sg/html/choices/vocation.stories/vocation.stories.justinjoannis.html"&gt;www.jesuit.org.sg/html/choices/vocation.stories/vocation.stories.justinjoannis.html&lt;/a&gt; entitled: Being Happy, Choosing to be a Jesuit and living my life for the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you finish reading, kindly say a simple prayer and seek specifically for me, the grace of perseverence and renewed strength to carry my daily crosses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanking you in advance, God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMDG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-2437043632029801832?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/2437043632029801832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-you-had-religious-vocation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/2437043632029801832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/2437043632029801832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-you-had-religious-vocation.html' title='What ... You had a Religious vocation?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/SbVBzXiMmdI/AAAAAAAAAAY/siNJnd9MxEk/s72-c/1842662005_fa63a78239_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200679068249040740.post-3838278592586555710</id><published>2009-03-09T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T03:26:51.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Genesis.'/><title type='text'>What risk would I take if I were being fully true to myself?</title><content type='html'>Today is Monday, but it isn't like any other Mondays. Just as Monday is the beginning of the days in a whole week, today is my first step towards a thousand miles' virtual journey: a deep quest for who I really am. It'll be full of ample reflecitions on life's pilgrimage. I don't intend to post them on a daily basis but just as time permits. I do hope you enjoy my sharings as it goes, and I welcome most your reactions, constructive comments, and useful advises. I'm new to this blog writing so kindly bear with my shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to tha main question, "What risk would I take if I were fully true to my myself?" Just for today, I would like to answer to this question as follows. I'll risk feeling smaller and smaller. What exactly do I meant by this? I used to think that if I did many commendable things like being radically true to my present vocation as religious, then I'll be great and reasonably proud of it. And in fact, today I paid a pastoral visit to St Carulos' Hospital, Jakarta, and have had a heart to heart conversations with two patients undergoing hemodialysis (HD) treatments there. Briefly, our conversations focused on the realities of failing health as one advanced in age. The attitude of refusal when one is beset with an unexpected illness, how one tend to humbly bargain with God with all sort of humanly promises to renovate life's activities and commitments once one get well again, and so forth and so forth. All heart to heart conversations ended finally with a simple prayer of surrender or &lt;em&gt;Doa Pasrah &lt;/em&gt;to God! Upon reaching home and in the depth of my solitude and reflections, I came to an awareness that I tend to felt great and proud because of the focus on the 'I'. Actually this 'I' as I deeply realised later is nothing than just a small 'self' but felt and projected as big and significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this later reflection made me realised that for all the commendable works that I'm able to perform during the day, any day in fact, are only possible because God allows me time and space to perform them, which if otherwise, nothing I can do much. With this prayerful fruit of reflections, I realised that every time I go out of my comfort zones and perform healthy and religious services, I eventually risk myself feeling 'small' and 'decreasing', and allows God himself become 'great' and 'increasing' instead through my life. So, that's it, that is the risk I'm referring to. If you're reading this articles, I wanna thanks you for the time spent and have a fruitful days ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8200679068249040740-3838278592586555710?l=nonongsj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/feeds/3838278592586555710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-risk-would-i-take-if-i-were-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/3838278592586555710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200679068249040740/posts/default/3838278592586555710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonongsj.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-risk-would-i-take-if-i-were-being.html' title='What risk would I take if I were being fully true to myself?'/><author><name>Justin Joannis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334314221827584726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ghlw8txYd94/S4AVn5jzrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/qJEvFBOPsQs/S220/medieval_pilgrim_6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
