Thursday, September 29, 2005

The Cost Of

Baseball caps, bowler hats, and top hats
In exchange for a thorny wreath of pain.

A team's slapping of backs after a victorious game
In exchange for whips and lashes upon a naked back.

Sneakers, high heels, and flip-flops
In exchange for bare, dusty feet trudging painfully, worn from a heavy burden.

Shouts of laughter and titters of joy, senseless chattering
In exchange for the jeers and taunts of His own people.

Clothing of cotton, silk, and velvet
In exchange for a blood-stained robe snatched from a bare back.

Various accessories: brooches, bracelets, and rings
In exchange for inches-long nails driven upon worn hands and feet.

Tickles between friends, between mother and children,
In exchange for painful thrusts of a spear on the side.

Manicured pets of all shapes, sizes, and colors
In exchange for the death of the sacrificial lamb.

Pumping iron in the gym, no clarity whether for health or vanity
In exchange for the One who bore the weight of the world.

The supreme sacrifice, the greatest love of all,
Is this what this has bought?
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POSTSCRIPT: God really spoke to me through this. I'd like to say that I didn't write this, but rather He used me as His instrument to come up with this, as He convicted me because of it.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Growing Pains

These past days, I'm going through another period of self-discovery (I seem to be having a lot of these nowadays). I posted an entry a few months back about life in law school; what I didn't include was the sheer difficulty I'm going through. It's not just the workload that's hard, although I can honestly say that this has been the hardest semester I have ever had in my entire life. What exacerbates it are the people. I'm not saying that they're really difficult to get along with. Au contraire. My block's pretty good. It's just that when you're there, you meet a wide variety of people who come from all walks of life (not just limited to students, or even to members of the college, for that matter), and let's face it, some of them can be cutthroats just to be on top. To put it bluntly: it's crab mentality personified. People desperately want to be up there that they do not care if they trample on somebody else's toes. If that's not bad enough, there are also people who act like they have no souls. If they are compassionate, they do a pretty good job of hiding it. A lot of times during the semester, I went on quitting mode. What kept going on and on in my mind was this line that was said to me during my interview for the college: "You are too young for law school." If it's hard to imagine, think about the old Globe commercial with the Ilocano speaking people, to the scene when Geoff Eigennmann (is that how you spell it?) realized that he was lost, and shouted, "Wala na akong load! [Wala na akong load, wala na akong load, wala na akong load (continuous echo)]." Yep, something to that effect. It just kept on going into my mind, and it doesn't help that it's really obvious that I'm different from the other people. Maybe I'm just feeding off my positive energy and my paranoia just makes me think like this, but I couldn't help but think (at least before) that maybe I am too young, maybe I have not reached that level of maturity that the other students possess. Let's be honest: I can be such a kid sometimes. It's a facade and defense that I have a tendency of using in all aspects of my life (yes, I psychoanalyzed myself. Sue me.) Yet I can't be like this all my life. I can't be a real-life Peter Pan who will never grow up (mayhap because I don't have any fairy dust, but I don't think that's it). I can't be like this mentally, or else I would end up putting myself down all the time. At the same time, I can't be like this spiritually. Growing up entails responsibility, and I can't keep on being like a child all the time, because everyone has to grow up sometime. One of the things that I have to do to continue this is to stop being such a whiner. I've mentioned before that I've already let it go, but apparently, it's not complete withdrawal yet, because I catch myself complaining again. One of the most important things I learned this week is found in James 1: 2 - "Consider it all joy when you encounter trials, for you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance." All things in our life are allowed in our lives by God so as to mold us to become images of our Lord, and it's up to us to act on these. Someone said to me that reaction is totally different from response, because the latter entails actual reasoning and not allowing one's impulses to control you, as what the former would result to. It's not glorifying God if I kept on going like this, because it's as if I don't trust Him to take control. 2 Corinthians 12:9 says that His grace is sufficient in our weakness. Mt 6:34 says that we shouldn't worry about tomorrow anymore. I claim to be Christian, but if other people see me grumbling and complaining, that wouldn't be a good reflection of God.
To make this long story short, I need to grow up. By His Grace.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Transitions

Glistening white mass
Tinsel, hot chocolate, and hung stockings
Delight of children
Yet You are the source of greater joy.

Bright, blooming flowers with the loveliest scents
Birds chirping, grass growing
Respite after a cold season
Yet You provide more warmth and shelter.

Sun's rays an invitation in itself
Colorful umbrellas, bouncing balls all over the place
Sun-worshippers bask in the heat
Yet You are our Worship, and we bask in Your great love.

Gusts of wind, whispers of cold
Drifting leaves the beauty of nature
A symbol of impending leaves
Yet You shed the brightest scarlet for life.

Our Father

Majestic Ruler of the Heavens,
I worship You.
The Holy One,
I bless You.
Provider of All,
I thank You.
The Great Forgiver,
I praise You.
Our Father,
I love You.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Stumble

Light was shown, allowed inside
Basking in such amazing love
Yet time passes, and I find myself
Falling from the same rocks I stumbled upon.

Believing in myself, confident in my strength
I find myself falling fast and hard
With no guarantees of a soft landing
Looking back at You, I find sorrow.

I am weak, Father, and completely unwise
Trusting my own intelligence, I become a fool
Secure in my abilities, I flounder
Pride eating up my soul, forgetting where security lies in

Time and time again I fall
The epitome of human downfall
Yet time and time You sustained me
Crucified, You lifted me up

I am Yours, Father, my Sure Foundation
You've set me free from things strangling me
Teach me to let go, to surrender
All that is binding me, keeping me away

May I find strength in You
Might I realize Your Majesty
Might I see that it is You who reigns
Might I find refreshing in You.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Child of Wonder

Newborn Child, innocent and pure
Parents stare in awe
Filled with love and amazement
With the Child of Wonder

Shepherds and their flock
Finding a sure direction
Taught their Way, found their path
Because of the Child of Wonder

Men of science and intellect
Filled with knowledge like no other
Found one certainty in life
In this Child of Wonder

Universe becoming aware of the Glorious Presence
Filling the world with light
Angels blow their trumpets, the whole world sings praises
At the birth of the Child of Wonder

People who come to know Him
Suffused with joy and peace
Everyone comes to know the name
Of the Child of Wonder

Yet the Child of Wonder sleeps pecefully
King of Glory and Majesty, of all Creation
Sleeping in a humble bed of hay
Behold His Wonder.

Lost Childhood Remembered

I watched "Brothers Grimm" yesterday (alone, like the past few times I've gone to the theatre. It's an experience I encourage people to do. Makes you more focused on the storyline and less on the conversation around you). Seeing the film made me remember the so-called "lost childhood" that I've experienced - entering high school at 10, college at 14, and then law school at 18. People go and say I'm such a lucky person to be able to finish studying at such a young age, but a lot of times, I find myself grumbling why I am in this position. After all, where kids were playing house, with Barbie, and Chinese garter, I was trying to figure out the intricacies of the Pythagorean Theorem. There are times when I'd stare out the window longingly at the lovely weather, but then I'd turn my back on it because I have way too much to study. Until 3 years ago, school and grades were my only priority, it was my world. Yes, that sounds nerdy . To be fair, I didn't spend ALL my time on it. I had my friends, I had a fun time, whatever. Yet there was always something lacking.

I tried to retrieve that so-called "lost childhood" in a variety of ways. I acted (and sometimes still do) like my age, which wasn't always a good thing. Admittedly, I used (and still use) that as a front, a cover-up for something. I knew it, yet sometimes, I couldn't help but wonder what if?
What if I did not skip some levels in school and just proceeded with academics like a normal (whatever that is) person? My answer to that is simple: I would not trade this for anything. If I were a freshman in college right now, I wouldn't have met the very people who introduced me to my Savior and who have helped me continually until the present time. I wouldn't have known that the only One to fill the void in my life is the same One who shed His blood to buy mine. I wouldn't have known that even if happiness is temporal, an eternal joy can fill one's life so that no matter what happens, a person may know that s/he is loved by Someone unconditionally.

This is for all the people who made me know all this. You brought me into His presence and continue to bring me closer to Him, and for that, I am eternally thankful that I have lost my old life and found a new one.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Chains-Breaker

Primordial metal links
Rusty with age
Clicking and clacking
Pulling ineffectively

Bound since the beginning of time
Chains of darkness, shackles of pain
Mythological Sysiphus a painful reality
Pushing ineffectually, no avail

All hope is seemingly gone
Darkness prevails
People revelling in their own perfidy
Lost by choice

Also by choice did He allow Himself to be bound in our place
By a drop of blood and a pound of flesh
The chains are broken, wrists and ankles relieved
Sacrificial lamb in exchange for filth

Fragmented parts made whole again
Glued by blood, flesh for flesh
Lifeless clicking replaced by living waters
Released from bonds yet undeserving

Unto You I surrender
Master of Love who is Love Himself
Feared darkness transformed into beautiful colors
By His loss we eternally gained

A perpetual addition.

Back to Basics

Sometimes, we get so caught up with our daily activities that we end up doing things simply because it’s part of the routine. We end up doing things for the sake of doing these tasks for their own sake, without knowing the reason behind them. Soldiers fight in wars and kill hundreds or even thousands of innocent people because their superiors told them to do so, but they don’t know why. All they know is that “they’re supposed to.”

An African myth, called Kintu and the Law of Love talks about this. Kintu is said to be one of the first men to walk on earth. He was a holy man, gentle, peaceful, and kind, who founded a small town. He eventually became its ruler, and the only law he set upon his people was the “Law of Love,” because, as he explains, no other laws are needed if mankind really do love each other. The village was happy for a long time, yet eventually, because the number of the people in the community kept growing every year, evil eventually crept into their hearts and overtook their senses, and they ended up hurting each other. Yet Kintu did not make any new laws, because he believed in the power of love. People laughed at him, calling him an old-fashioned fool. Then one day, a group of armed men approached him, the leader saying to him, “Kintu, we are your good friends. Because we want to bring the Law of Love back, we will kill everyone who does not believe in it.” Kintu says sadly, “You are as wicked as they are.” To that, the leader objected, “But we fight for a good reason! We are on the side of love! We fight in your name!” He then directed his soldiers to go off to war, shouting, “In the name of Kintu, let us march to battle!,” and they proceeded to murder those who did not believe.

Ironic, isn’t it? What makes the situation sad is that we are actually following what they are doing, because we do things not realizing what they mean, or having a very warped view on what it’s all about.

A lot of people who claim to be Christians are no different. When people ask them what their religion is, they would most often go, “I am a Christian,” and yet their words and acts belie something altogether different. Or, in another circumstance, people do all the good that they can with the belief that that would “purchase” salvation. The question then comes to mind: what does it mean to be a Christian?

Let’s take the word by itself. As “Atenean” means “of Ateneo,” “La Sallian” (or “La Sallite”, depending on who you’re talking to) means “of La Salle,” and all those other “-ian” words, so “Christian” means “of Christ.” In any given situation, a Christian would think WWJD – What Would Jesus Do? To explain things more clearly, however, we really need to get back to the basics – to the Gospel message.

Question: in a situation, do you think your friends, even those who you consider to be the closest to you, will literally give your lives for you so that you might be saved from a life-threatening situation? You know, like whether he/she would intercept a bullet meant for you so that you’ll be able to continue on living? It’s something that we see in films or TV shows all the time: near the end of the show, the hero faces the very distinct possibility of being ripped to shreds by a lot of bullets, when suddenly, his best friend-turned-evil-guy-turned-martyr suddenly jumps and receives all those shots that are supposedly for the hero. They then have a lovely tête-à-tête before best friend eventually dies in the hero’s arms. Wherefore, the latter vows revenge and suddenly miraculously sees a fully loaded gun conveniently lying around, grabs it, and hunts down the people responsible for the death. Sure, that is always possible in movies and such, but that’s actually a pretty hard thing to do. I mean, after all, it is our lives that we’re talking about – the only one we’ve got. As it says in Romans 5:7: Indeed, only with difficulty does one die for a just person, though perhaps for a good person one might even find courage to die. You see? It’s even hard for a person to sacrifice himself/herself for a really good person, because it involves our own life. Yet someone willingly did it, even for people who are considered to be horrible to the nth degree, as can be seen in the succeeding verse: But God proves His love for us in that while we were still sinners Christ died for us (Rm 5:8). This would always be the greatest love story that could ever happen, or would ever happen, for that matter. To show you the extent of His love for us, let us go back to the creation of man, as shown in Genesis 2:7: The Lord God formed man out of the clay of the ground and blew into his nostrils the breath of life, and so man became a living being. As compared to the other creatures and creations of God, whom He just cause to be by His word, He created man with His own Hands, and gave life to Man by blowing life into him. That is how intimate God’s love for us is, because He took us aside from all his other creations and created us with His own Hands.

Yet we rejected Him.

John 1:10-11 says, He was in the world, and the world came to be through Him, but the world did not know Him. He came to what was His own, but His own people did not accept Him. Can you believe that? The very own people He created rejected Him, and yet Jesus still offered Himself up for them, for us.

Yet what does His sacrifice mean anyway? Why does He have to die a gruesome and painful death? Simply because He took our place. We are the ones who are supposed to die, probably not all of us being crucified, but we deserve death because of our sin. God created us out of love. He didn’t have to, because He’s already perfect by Himself. Yet He did it, and He gave us freedom of choice because He did not want empty-headed robots worshipping Him just for its own sake. What He wanted are people who would truly choose to love Him and to live for Him. Yet the sad thing is that mankind chose evil. Man has a sin problem. Instead of giving back all of the glory and love that He deserves, as He provided everything for us, we instead chose to stray from the path He wanted for us. What does it imply? Romans 6:23 puts it bluntly, The wages of sin is death.” God cannot tolerate sin and that is why we cannot be with Him just like that. What does “wages” mean? In its ordinary sense, it is simply payback for a person’s actions. As our discipler has said, man is free to choose, yet he is not free to escape the consequences of his actions. Man chose evil; therefore, man deserves death. Once we commit sin, we put a barrier that separates us from Him. It’s pretty sad to point out, but it was our own decision that made Him far from us. We pushed Him away from our lives, and not the other way around.

Don’t even think that you can save yourself by doing good all the time. Isaiah 64:5 says, All your works are like dirty rags, meaning, they’re almost completely worthless if taken by themselves. No matter how much we do good things, we cannot erase our sins because it is already there. It becomes a part of us. We are simply trying to cover/hide it, but it will always be there; we cannot take it back. All men are sinners. Romans 3:23 says, All have sinned and have fallen short of the glory of God. What then? Does that mean that all of us will be condemned to physical and spiritual death for all eternity?

Our God is loving and merciful, but He is also just. He is the One who has said in the beginning that those who are not for Him are against Him, and that means that those who have sinned will not be able to be with Him. It’s not that God does not want to be with us, but He is pure, and we, as sinners, are tainted. It’s not because sin has beaten God and that is why He cannot conquer it, but it’s because of His purity that He cannot abide it. He Himself has said even in the Old Testament that there has to be a blood sacrifice for the atonement of sins. The Levites (the priests/ministers of the Old Testament) themselves have to sacrifice a pure lamb as guilt offering so as to be able to enter the tent where the Ark of the Covenant is found, but that did not completely erase their sin. That is why Jesus died for our sake. He was already fully divine, but He also became fully human to be the perfect sacrificial lamb. Think for a moment how much that experience weighs: Jesus, who is God (the Son), became human, which means that He completely knows and feels all of our experiences, both the good and the bad. He came to experience human pain and suffering, and eventually, gave the biggest thing that humankind can possibly offer: His life. The Father sent the Son to die on the cross to take our place, to pay the penalty of our sin. Even if we gave our lives for Him, it wouldn’t amount to just how huge His sacrifice is for us, because He died without expecting anything in return, and all for a group of people who hates Him. Salvation does not lie in us, but in God Himself. Our Creator is became our Savior for His love for us. That is why the Cross is important in our Christian faith, because Jesus died on it for us, to save us from eternal torment. He loves us so much that He died in place for us, carrying our burden of sin as His own to save us from spiritual death. That’s how much God loves us: He willingly gave Himself away to be with us again, because we can’t be with Him while we are sinners, so He Himself made a way to be with us. Let’s make things clear: the cross was definitely not a beautiful thing, yet God transformed something so ugly into something truly wonderful that we have a new life waiting for us. We can never hide the fact that once, someone died for our sake. Someone’s blood was spilled for and because of us. Yes, the Christian life is good because it means enjoying fellowship with our God, but we can’t hide the cross nor sugar-coat it (1 Cor 1). It is at the core of our being, the symbol of unconditional love. A friend once said that the reason why the Cross is shaped like the plus (+) sign is because it means that something was added to us, and that is true.

So that we may know and experience fully His love and plan for our lives, we must individually accept Him as our Lord and Savior. Jn 14:6 says, “I am THE Way, THE Truth, and THE Life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” He is the ONLY way to the Father. Jn 1:12 says, “But as many received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name.” Ephesians 2:8-9 says, ‘For it is by grace through faith that you have been saved. It is not by your works, so you may not boast.” How can we accept Him? The good news is, He is the one waiting for us. Jesus says in Rev 3:20, Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him. All we have to do is accept Him in our lives as our Lord and Master, our Savior. It’s not only by saying “I believe You, Lord!” and continue on with our old ways. Receiving Christ in our lives will completely transform us, because the Holy Spirit will be working in us, if we allow Him to. Receiving Christ involves turning to God instead of our own selves and trusting Him completely with our lives. This means repentance in the truest sense of the word: not mere sorrow that we have sinned and making empty promises of reform, but a resolute desire to live for Him. Receiving Him also means that we entrust our whole lives to Him, knowing that He will lead us to where we were supposed to go before our sin prevented us from living and enjoying His perfect plan for us. Acceptance of God is not mere intellectual exercise. Nor is it purely emotions-based. We accept Him as an act of faith, by our own will. No one else can do it for us. Maybe someone can lead us to that place, but we ourselves have to be the ones who will actually say, “Lord, You are my King and Master. I surrender my whole life to You.”

When He rose again, that also marked our new life. His death changed the entire system of old, when sacrifice has to be made, when all the rules have to be followed, because once and for all, the perfect sacrifice was given for all of mankind. His sacrifice set us free from our bondage of sin. He does not require anything from us except acceptance of Him in our lives and trusting Him. Good works are a result of our faith. James 2:26 says it clearly, For just as a body without a spirit is dead, so also faith without works is dead. It is not self-defeating, even though a verse in Isaiah (mentioned above) apparently says otherwise. Rather, James should be taken in its proper context: not that we act because we love Him, but because we love Him and that is why we act. Now, we do things not because of “the rules say so,” but because of love for Him.

It is this message that non-believers ought to hear, and Christians ought not to forget. This is the center of our faith as Christians: Jesus’ passion and resurrection. In closing, I would like to leave with this verse, something that almost all of us probably know, but probably have never fully processed: For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son So that those who believe Him will not perish but will have eternal life (John 3:16).

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Blood and Light

Bound and broken
Bleeding, locked up in chains
In the dark, left alone
Body and soul crushed
Left in the corner, paralyzed

Pain like no other
Ripped from mother's womb
Intense pain, yet incredibly numb
Shattered hope, broken dreams
Until the Savior came along

The Lord and Master
God of light
Father of unconditional love
Prince of peace
Holy and pure

Healer of all that is broken
Going beyond the superficial and reaching
the core of my being
Saving Grace
Bringer of light and joy
Savior of my heart, Redeemer of my life

Three-ringed Tent

One of the saddest things for the Filipinos is when they find out that the rest of the world is laughing at them. Mayhap I will be charged for libel or whatever for my next statement, but I'm going to say it anyway: this country is going to the dogs. Honestly. The Philippines right now is a veritable circus. Since way before, I find it contemptible for showbiz people to enter politics, but it is only now that I realize the full import of it. Think about it: the entire state will be subjected to a bunch of rules made up by a bunch of people who only know how to play make-believe on-screen. It's no better than getting a bunch of kids as part of Congress, because there is hardly any difference except for the fact that children are innocent, which is something I cannot readily say about those who are in position. I have to admit, there are personalities who are able to take care of their constituents, but we have to admit, their number is miniscule compared to those who actually don't deserve to be where they are now.
To be honest, the whole country is turning into a huge soap opera, and it's not only because of the showbiz people. People are backstabbing each other, good guys are indistinguishable from the bad guys, people keep jumping ship (wait, that's the station wars)... The media actually plays an amazingly huge role in all of these, because what I noticed is that Filipinos have a huge tendency to absorb what the media is telling them, without benefit of thought. My course in college is media-centered, but even I have to admit that there is a lot of work that needs to be done with what we have right now. I took an FX to go home yesterday, and the news was filled with the impeachment proceedings against the Chief Executive. I was eager to hear what's going on with the world (or at least the country) as I don't get to catch the news anymore now, but I was dismayed with what I heard. Instead of knowing about what happened in Congress that day, all I heard was gossip between who verbally attacked whom, who made him/herself sound like a total idiot, etc. A very tiny bit was devoted to what actually happened. All else was just clutter in the airwaves. The country is on the verge of a civil war, with people taking to the streets almost everyday, the Head Honcho of the Philippines is on the verge of being booted out of her position, and all the media could focus on are the personal insults being traded between the people. Talk about argumentum ad hominem to the maximum.
What I got after sorting and sifting through all that useless stuff presented on-air took me by surprise. Contrary to what i expected, instead of the Opposition uniting since they have one common goal, they have actually fallen apart. The two major players of that side, who were thisclose the past few years, are suddenly verbally wrangling each other. Other Opposition people don't care about the impeachment, as they themselves admitted, because as they said, why would they want to impeach someone who's not the President to begin with? I honestly have no idea what to respond to that.
Before you come up with ideas, no, I am not pro-Opposition, but I also am not pro-Administration, at least not for the moment. I was raised to lean more on the latter compared to the former, but I have to admit, these past events are slowly making me turn away from them. Nakakawalang-gana. To think that these people are supposed to take care of the country, when they can't even take care of themselves and of their constituents.
Rallies are by Batasan almost everyday now. I see them when I go to and from school. What disturbs me is that a huge amount of those who are protesting are kids. Not youths from high school and college. I mean kids. I saw one who looked like he was 6, and there were no parents anywhere in sight. That made me think too: do they even know why they're there to begin with? Do they know what they're fighting for? Or are they there just because it's the "in" thing, or because they were paid to take to the streets?
Everything's just so messy now. People can always go and say that they'll migrate to another country when things go bad, but is that a really lasting solution? Even theoretically speaking, that's an impossibility, because to even imagine all of the Filipinos leaving behind the Philippines is ridiculous. Realistically speaking, not everyone has the means available for them to migrate. Like it or not, this is OUR country, and it's the only one we've got, so we really have to take care of it. I've said it once and I'll say it again: I am not a nationalist. Far from it. But come on. Even the most cynical Filipino has got to be worried about our state right now. Let's not get too focused on our personal concerns that we don't realize that the world around us is falling apart.

One of the best sermons I've heard for the longest time was the one about Luke 9:23: taking up one's Cross to follow God. The priest said that God allows us to experience pain so that we might be sensitive of God in our lives, and sensitive of others, to know that they are also in need and are hurting. Our pain enables us to empathize with theirs, which allows us to be compassionate to them, and equips us so we might reach out and comfort them. A saying goes, "No man is an island," and that is the honest-to-goodness truth.

Heavenly Father, I pray for healing for this land. May the hearts of people be sensitive, Lord. Might they see not only with their eyes, but with their hearts, souls, and minds be open to the pain of others and not only to their own. Might they see reflected in others Your pain, Father, that they might know You too. Might they stop blaming each other for whatever has happened, but instead take personal responsibility. Father, I pray for the people, especially for those who are hurting. Might they not turn against You, Lord, and instead seek You all the more.Might those who are in position seek not to serve themselves, but to live for You and to glorify You by fulfilling their duties honestly, and according to Your Will. Might this turmoil teach us that You alone are God. I pray, Father, that whatever may happen, may Your Will be done.
I lift all these up to You in Your most precious name. Amen.

Monday, September 05, 2005

The Wisdom of Solomon

Almost all my life, I have been perceived by a lot of people, whether they be friends, acquaintances, or strangers, to be this superbrain just because I happen to be aberrant to what may be deemed as “normal.” They automatically assume that just because I happen to be like this, I am this genius who would give Albert Einstein a run for his money – were he still alive. A lot of times however, once they come to know me, they would be found wanting of their assumptions, which would make people end up thinking I’m “normal” after all (whatever that means), or that I’m a disappointment because I don’t blurt out mathematical formulas at the drop of a hat. I find this to be funny, because it’s really a tendency of humans to believe in only two extremes, and never the mean of the two; it’s either black or white and never gray, which cannot actually be said of a lot of things when you get down to it. Anyhow, I’m digressing from the topic I want to talk about (I can hear you thinking, so what else is new?). Having experienced that for quite some time and realizing it when I was in high school, I got into thinking what people deem to be what “intelligence,” “wisdom,” and “being smart” are, and who these people could be. Psychology categorizes intelligence into seven classifications: logico-mathematical, spatial, lingual… Alternatively, it also defines people’s thinking by the skills that they have: if one is good with the objective things, such as mathematics, logic, science, and loves tinkering with things, s/he is most likely to be left-brained; if one leans more toward the arête, that is, in things subjective in nature such as those in the arts and culture, then that person is almost surely right-brained. The day-to-day use of the term leads to more confusion on what these terms mean. People view those who are smart as those who:
(1) Know of things that they don’t. These might come in the form of things a person necessarily has to know, especially in the chosen field of profession s/he might be a part of. It might also be the generally useless trivia people have the tendency of storing it up in their brains and then blurt them out when the person feels the need for the information to be given; or
(2) Agree with the same opinions that they have. You would be amazed to see how many people subscribe to this idea – rather like going back to the Victorian Period when women were prized only for their ability to play a musical instrument, paint, embroider, and mindlessly agree to what the males are saying. There isn’t even a necessity to open one’s mouth to be considered “intelligent” in this regard. One only has to nod his/her head to everything the other person is saying and by the end of the day, the other will see him/her as completely brilliant.

What does wisdom mean then? Should a person not subscribe to this just because being smart is relative to people? Taking the world’s standards, it does seem wiser for a person to choose to live a simple (read: stupid) life instead of trying to live the world’s standards of what an intelligent person should be like. Unless a person is both left- and right-brained (ex. Leonardo da Vinci and Jose Rizal), s/he will not be able to stun everyone by his/her brilliance, because there will always be something lacking. As Socrates has said, (and I will say this in our native language, not only because it was the medium used when I learned it, but also because it has a huge impact compared to when it is said in English): tanga tayong lahat.

Yet what we are not after is what the world thinks. If that were the case, we would have been all turned into complete nutters by now trying to satisfy the whims of everyone in the world. What we are looking for is something more permanent than what the world can offer and believe in, and we can find the answer in the best-selling book of all time.

Solomon is known to be the wisest king to rule the Kingdom of Israel. Up to now, his judgment is still held in high esteem even by the world, as the phrase “wisdom of Solomon” is used to denote great astuteness. For those who can’t really recall who he was, he is most known for almost chopping (or at least pretended to) a baby in half between to women who claimed to be the mother. Ring any bells? He was known for his great intelligence and for his good decision making skills, but for me, the greatest act of wisdom he has ever done was not so much those he has made with other people, but the covenant he has made with God.

When Solomon succeeded the throne of Israel from his father David, he humbly admitted to God of his own inexperience in ruling, and knew of his own inadequacy. Instead of trying (and most probably failing) to make decisions based on what he thinks is right, he instead turned to God. I am a mere youth, nor knowing at all how to act. I serve You in the midst of people so vast that it cannot be numbered or counted. Give Your servant, therefore, an understanding heart to judge Your people and to distinguish right from wrong. For who is able to govern this vast people of Yours? (1 Kings 4:7b-9) The Lord was pleased with Solomon’s answer, because instead of asking for material things such as wealth, success, and power over his enemies, he has asked for something not for himself but for Him and for the people, that he granted him what he requested: a heart of understanding and discernment.

For me, that is the precise moment when Solomon has acted the wisest: not in his judgments concerning his people, but of his willingness to be open for God to work through him. Indeed, the Bible has defined wisdom not in terms of the amount of knowledge one can store in one’s brain, but on being God-fearing. “God-fearing” not in the sense that a person lives in perpetual fright that God would smite him with lightning if He so pleases, but fear in the sense that a person would not want to hurt Him who loves him/her more than anything. It’s a product of love and not of fright, as Otto’s mysterium tremendum fascinosum illustrates. Wisdom is in knowing who our Maker is, and our own inadequacy as compared to His Majestic Presence. Wisdom is in knowing that we are nothing, and yet He gave us His love in so many ways and forms. Wisdom is in acting with discernment, deliberately making choices for God and not against Him. Wisdom is not relying on what people are saying, but believing in the truth as is said in His Word. Wisdom is in knowing that despite all of the miserable things that will happen to you, you would always know that there is security because God is always on your side. Wisdom is in knowing that He will reign forever, and living for His kingdom. Wisdom, in short, is truly knowing God and believing in Him and in His promises, and to truly live for Him. It’s not just head knowledge as what the world’s perception of intelligence lies in, but should also be exhibited in a person’s actions. These actions should not be for their own sake, but should be grounded on faith. Sure, Solomon acted wisely when he ruled his people, but he knows what the underlying meaning of it is: that this was a gift of God and it was granted to him for him to serve the Lord.

May we all strive to be wise in the truest sense of the word.

Proverbs 2:6-11 “For the Lord gives wisdom, from His mouth comes knowledge and understanding; He has counsel in store for the upright, He is the shield of those who walk honestly., guarding the paths of justice, protecting the way of the pious ones. Then you will understand rectitude and justice, honesty, every good path; for wisdom will enter your heart, knowledge will please your soul, discretion will watch over you, understanding will guard you.”

Proverbs 4:11 “On the way of wisdom I direct you, I lead you on straightforward paths.”