Tuesday, March 19, 2013

St. Joseph, Pope Francis, and my Mother


What do the foster father of Christ, a ground-breaking Vicar of Christ and an 83-year-old lady  have in common? Well, for one, today, March 19 marks a milestone for each of them. 

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Today is the Feast of St. Joseph. 

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It is also the Inauguration day of Pope Francis, the first Jesuit and the first Latin American elected to fill the fisherman’s shoes and lead the world’s 1.2 billion Catholics.  

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And today is the birthday of that very special lady, my Mother.

Beyond this, they share an unflagging faith in God. St. Joseph, Mary’s betrothed must have been in crisis when he found out that his teen-age bride-to-be was pregnant, when they had not had intimate relations. Yet, on the strength of a message from an angel in a dream saying that Mary was carrying in her womb the Savior conceived the Holy Spirit, he kept quiet and married her. I would also like to believe that Joseph was an honorable man, and that he had not wanted Mary to be stoned to death, if her condition was found out.

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The newly elected Pope Francis now widely known as champion of the poor, also displayed remarkable faith early on. Of course, we all know that that faith with a capital F is one of the minimum qualification requirements for his job. But he underscored this by saying during his first mass that, “The Lord never tires of forgiving us.” Added to that is the fact that he accepted such a big job at a late stage in his life, and at a tumultuous period in the Catholic church. Imagine being past retirement age and taking over an organization reeling from sexual abuse scandals and rumors of corruption and infighting. Pope Francis must have an unshakeable faith that God will help him and the Church.

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My Mother, who we call Mamang retired at age 65 from a male-dominated organization where she managed to rise to the upper level. Now, she devotes her time to the going to church, taking care of Papang who is a triple bypass survivor, and participating in Church activities. She is someone that any child would be proud of. One of my earliest recollections is of her going to Sunday mass in a green dress belted with a cord of golden yellow and green. Mamang always wore the same outfit, like a Sunday Mass uniform of sorts. She explained that she did this because she was a devotee of St. Joseph, as she was born on his feast day. Mamang also said that she prayed to him so that our Papang will continue to be a good father like himself.  She also prayed that my sisters and I will have good husbands. I am not sure if she was just making up the devotion for a good husband. J  St. Joseph is more widely known as the Patron Saint of Workers. That is why I myself pray to him for career related matters.  But back to my mother, who, to me is the epitome of faith in God. Though all of life’s tribulations, my mother kept steadfast in her faith that God knows what is best for us. She would say in Ilocano, “Ni Apo Dios ti maka ammon” 


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Even when confronted with situations that are too complex and depressing to think about, Mamang firmly believes that God will pull her through. She is no Pollyanna, though. She believes that all prayers are answered, sometimes not in the way that we anticipated, and that prayers will help us accept things as they come.  As she journeys through life, she finds time to stop and smell the flowers,  always focusing on the blooms instead of the thorns.

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When I was a child, I thought that being a Mom meant being invincible. Even when all of us had the measles and had to be quarantined, she tended to us and never got sick!  Even when we had the mumps and other assorted illnesses, she stayed healthy. Adding to her larger-than-life aura was that she was fearless. She talked with dignity to Mother Superiors and Principals, when she thought school rules were unfair to her children. She even contradicted her superiors at work when she knew she was right. She remains as fearless as ever. But now, I think her fearlessness is based on the knowledge that God is with her. She has aged gracefully and I am sure that one of her secrets is her unwavering faith in God. It is this faith that is seeing her through the vagaries of failing eyesight, weakened bones, and all the other weaknesses brought on by age, such as no longer being able to wear high heels. 

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Happy Birthday, Mamang. May you have many more blessed birthdays to come.  We love you.

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