Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Help for Typhoon Ketsana (Ondoy) Victims
Catholic Relief Services - the official humanitarian arm of the U.S. Catholic community
Caritas Manila - the lead Catholic agency for social services and development in the Archdiocese of Manila
For Filipinos living in the Philippines you can visit this official website for a database of relief centers for donations/volunteers:
Ondoy Manila - http://sites.google.com/site/ondoymanila/
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Vatican II, Bugnini and the Catholic Faith

I just received an Inside The Vatican email from Dr. Robert Moynihan. He was reminiscing about his last meeting with the late Cardinal Edouard Gagnon. Cardinal Gagnon was for many years the President of the Holy See's Pontifical council for the Family and he was given a task during the reign of Pope Paul VI of investigating the Society of St. Pius X. Here is the text:
A Dying Cardinal |
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One thing I can say is that the battles around this Pope are intense, and they range in importance from fundamental issues, on the one hand, to superficial ones, on the other. I'll explain in more detail in coming dispatches, God willing...
2) the Bishop of Rome — the current Pope or any Pope, any successor of Peter — is capable, as are all human beings, of erring in prudential matters, but is guided and protected by a special and infallible charism when he defines faith and morals ex cathedra.
"I first thought I would not be able to get in to see the cardinal. The courtyard was empty, a sign said the rectory was closed on Sundays, when I looked in there was no one inside, and there was no white bell. So I walked around the basilica, then inside it, spoke with an usher, and he told me I could go back to the sacristy. There, I met a priest, who told me to go back to the same door of the rectory at 116 rue de Notre-Dame. I went back, and pushed the asterisk number. No answer. Again. No answer. Then I saw a man sitting inside at the desk. He had not been there before. I knocked on the window. He buzzed and the door opened and let me in. (The following conversation then occurred.)
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"Who are you and what do you want?"
"I am an old friend of Cardinal Gagnon. I would like to see him."
"He is very weak, too weak to see anyone."
"I called some days ago, they said I could see him briefly."
"Come, we will go and ask."
I walked behind him into the hallway of the rectory. "Wait here," he said. I waited in a waiting room. There was a Documentation Catholique on the table about the Pope's trip to Brazil.
The priest came back. "He is too weak. He does not wish to see anyone."
"But I have come so far."
"No, I'm sorry," he said. "He is too tired."
I pulled out a copy of my magazine. "Take this and ask him one last time." Reluctantly, he took the magazine, turned and went back down the hall.
Another minutes passed as I waited alone in the reading room. Then, his voice: "Robert? (pause) Robert?" I went to the door and looked down the dark hall. He was standing up on top of four stairs at the end of the hallway. He motioned to me. "Come. He will see you. But only for you to say goodbye to him, nothing more. You can only stay for a moment."
I walked down the hallway and into the room. Light was coming into the livingroom, and off to the left was a door leading in to a less bright bedroom. There, on a hospital bed with intravenous tubes set into his arms on each side, lay a very old, pale man. Two oxygen tubes entered his nostrils. It was Cardinal Gagnon.
"Your Eminence," I said. "I have come to say good-bye to you."
His eyes recognized me. "You are doing good work," he said. "I read your magazine."
"How are you feeling?"
"Very tired," he said.
"I wanted to thank you for everything you have done, the work you have done for the Church."
He barely acknowledged my words.
The priest stood in the doorway of the room. "Come away now, let him rest," he said. "Don't tire him any further."
I reached out my hand and took his hand.
"Your eminence, many years ago, you helped me. I wanted to thank you for that. You helped me at the very start of my career..."
"You have written well," he said. "Continue. Your work is important."
The other priest was insistent now. "Come," he said. "It is time."
"Your Eminence," I said, "you have done so much for the Church...."
He was silent, and his eyes closed.
"Your Eminence, you must be tired. All the struggles over the years..."
Silence.
"Robert, it is time to go," said the priest who had brought me to him.
"Your Eminence, the study you made for Pope Paul VI in the 1970s..."
He opened his eyes and looked directly into mine.
"The study that was stolen," I said.
He knew what I was talking about, I feel sure. He knew immediately and clearly.
"Did you keep any copy of the document?"
"No," he said, and I felt a great weariness in him. "They ordered me to destroy every copy," he said. "And I obeyed."
"So there are no copies of your report?"
"No," he said. He closed his eyes. He seemed enormously, extraordinarily tired. I felt like I was almost cruel, to continue to push him to think, to recall, to speak...
The other priest called to me again. "Robert," he said. "Don't ask him anything else. It is enough now."
But I had one more question.
"Is there anyone else you confided in, who knows the content of your report?"
"There is someone," he said, with a sigh, and closed his eyes as if he were going to fall into a slumber out of his great weariness.
"Who?" I asked.
"Monsignor..." and he coughed as he said the name, and a little spittle came out onto his thin, dry lips...
"Who?" I asked again. "I couldn't hear what you said..."
I bent my head closer to his lips. I put my ears only an inch or two from his mouth.
"Monsignor (name)," he said, and whispered the name. "He helped me prepare the report."
"Monsignor (name)?" I said, repeating the name.
"Yes," Gagnon said.
"Monsignor (first name) (last name)?" I said, giving both his first and last names.
"Yes," said Gagnon. "We worked together on it. He knows everything that it contained."
My heart skipped a beat. I had not obtained the report itself. But I had gotten something almost as good: a living witness...
"Go talk to him," Gagnon said. "As you see, my time remaining in this world will be brief now... You must pray for me."
"I will pray for you," I said.
"Will you give me your blessing?" I asked Gagnon.
He lifted his thin, white, bony hand, where there was a long red splotch underneath the skin due to a hemorrage from an intravenous needle.
He closed his eyes. He was simply too tired to keep them open.
The priest tugged on my arm, and gestured with his eyes towards the door.
I left Gagnon's side and walked out of the bedroom, out of the livingroom, out into the green hallway, down the steps and out to the front door.
"You were lucky," the priest said to me. "You shouldn't have been able to see him today. I am never here on Sunday mornings. I don't know why I came down. And if I hadn't come down, no one would have been here to let you in."
"Thanks for helping," I said.
"You were very lucky," he repeated.
And he let me out the door, and it closed behind me.
Monday, July 13, 2009
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Friday, June 26, 2009
The Stoning of Soraya M.
I just watched Steve McEveety being interviewed by Raymond Arroyo on The World Over this morning. They were discussing about a movie he produced that is receiving a lot of positive reviews. It is entitled, "The Stoning of Soraya M.," and it is about a woman named Zahra who talks to a journalist about the heart-rending tale of her niece, Soraya and the cruel circumstances surrounding her death the day before. Soraya, the condemned woman, was innocent of the charges of adultery brought against her by her husband to get rid of her so he could marry a 14 year old girl.It is a very powerful movie that tackles the precarious situation of women in the muslim world, the abuse of authority, the misuse of religion and the lack of respect for human rights. The movie was 2nd runner-up to Slumdog Millionaire in last year's Toronto International Film Festival and will open in select theatres on June 26.
The film is directed by Cyrus Nowrasteh and stars Shohreh Aghdashloo (Zahra), Mozhan Marno (Soraya), Navid Negahban (Ali), David Diaan (Ebrahim), Parviz Sayyad (Hashem) and Jim Caviezel (Freidoune Sahebjam).
I really hope I could watch this film at least on DVD.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Secularization of the Church
In a homily during the Feast of Corpus Christi, the Pope said that, "Today there arises the risk of a serpentine secularization even within the Church, which can convert into a formal and empty Eucharistic worship, in celebrations lacking this participation from the heart that is expressed in veneration and respect for the liturgy."Saturday, March 21, 2009
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Thursday, March 19, 2009
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Monday, February 23, 2009
EDSA: Catalyst for Change?
I vaguely recall the events that led to the EDSA People Power Revolution. It was 1986 and I was eight years old. Honestly, I was not fully aware of what was happening during that time. I was too young to understand what went into the minds of grownups. As a child, I strongly believed that grownups should solve their own problems and leave us kids alone.Shortly after EDSA, my mother, myself and together with my siblings went to Saudi Arabia where my father worked to spend our summer vacation there. It was my first trip spoke, dressed (and smelled) differently, where essential freedoms (freedom of speech, freedom of the press, etc.) were curtailed and where Islam is the state religion. It was there that I felt the impact of EDSA. Suddenly, our OFW's gained a lot of respect wherever they are. It was truly a glorious time for Filipinos everywhere. I personally experienced it one time when my mother asked me to buy some chocolates at the local commissary. They don't have 'sari-sari stores' in Saudi Arabia and since we live in an area where workers in a nearby oil company are housed what they have there is a commissary which is a huge grocery store and boy do they have chocolates! I walked there only to find the store vacant. An arab gentleman saw me and recognized that I was a Filipino because I was the only soul there who did not realize that it was time for noon prayers (Salatu-z-Zuhr). He warmly welcomed me inside and he even gave me a bunch of chocolates for free!
Growing up I have learned the history and a little background on what went on during EDSA. With every passing year I have always relished the hope that somehow things would change.
23 years have passed after the day when the people united in a common goal to rid the country of dictatorship and corruption and restore true democracy. Today, our country is well placed within the top 5 of the world's most corrupt governments and we really do not have a true democracy. Social injustice is still the norm and immorality is an everyday indiscriminate consumption for the masses.
It seems that we have not learned anything at all. However, let me offer you an interesting insight. I have thought about EDSA as particularly unique in that it is not really a revolution which involves drastic change by destroying the present setup and building a new one. It is also a movement that was sparked by the Catholic Church. In the frontlines you would see nuns and priests 'kapit-bisig' driving off tanks and winning the soldiers' loyalty.
I also noticed that the famous statue of the Blessed Mother that was paraded was none other than the statue of Our Lady of Fatima. This alone is really significant because Fatima is a call to prayer, repentance and total consecration to the Immaculate Heart of Mary.
I think what Our Lady is presenting to the Filipino people during that time was an opportunity not to topple the government of Ferdinand Marcos and institute social change. But Our Lady was inviting us Filipinos to a sincere repentance of our sins and to personally consecrate ourselves, our lives, our businesses, our government and indeed our whole nation to Her Most Immaculate Heart.
The lesson of EDSA is this: Spiritual renewal through sincere repentance and a firm intention to follow God's will well as a government that promotes these ideals fervently coupled with true Catholic social action is key to a strong nation and that is the only way my friend.






