Ora Et Labora

papa

Every 4:45 in the morning, regardless of where he has been and what he has done the night before, would wake up and open his bible. He would sit up from the couch he loved to sleep on, do the sign of the cross, and be silent in his prayers for the next 15-20 minutes. After that, he would dress up for his morning jog and be back after 30 minutes to either do weights or play basketball outside his house. He would then shower and eat his breakfast which his wife prepared. Pray over his kids right before he left, then work hard until noon. Every lunch time when the siren signalling noon would sound off, he would make his way home riding a tricycle for 5 minutes and he would have his lunch, turn on the tv and then watch his favorite noon-time show Eat Bulaga. He would laugh for a bit then turn it off after a few minutes. He would take his afternoon nap for 15 minutes, then take another shower before he would make his way back to work. From 1pm til 5pm, in fact it would usually be til 7pm because he liked to work over time. He worked hard because it not only provided for his family, but he felt loyalty for the company that provided work for his father too ,which also provided for his family while growing up. He would come home, talk to his kids and wife, eat his dinner with his family, then he would be off to an activity for Couples For Christ almost every night. If he was home, he would turn on the tv, watch some news or basketball depending on which was on. But more often than not, he was at an activity with Couples For Christ. This whole regimen happened during weekdays and weekends. Though for weekends his overtime at work would only be during the first half of the morning, because he would usually spend noon til 3pm with his family at a mall then go home to play basketball. A CFC activity would be his schedule right after. On Sundays, mass would take priority; he would go to work right after to clock in work as much as he can before he would go home right in time for lunch with his family at a mall. Then be back home by 3pm for his weekend basketball usually with his son. Then off to another CFC activity.

Rain or shine, sick or healthy, whether he felt like it or not – his daily regimen was followed to the T. Morning prayers set the tone which gave direction to his day, to his work. For him, it was ora et labora, Saint Benedict’s motto, to pray and work. Nothing fazed him. For him prayer was everything, and work was his prayer. It provided him a means to support his family, and also provided him a means to do his mission work in Couples For Christ. He kept the tenth of his wage, the other tenth was for God, the other eighty percent was for his family. With the tenth that he had, he would still give it to the Church and to whomever borrowed money from him for some emergency.

Even when he was struck down with cancer, his regimen did not change. Prayers in the morning, work in between, then CFC later in the day. It was only when he was bed-ridden, that he was limited to only his prayers. Since work was no longer possible. His last breath was spent affirming a youth leader for CFC for doing her work in the ministry of CFC-Youth For Christ. He lived, worked, and breathed his prayers into life.

I am proud to call this man my father! His prayers moved him to work, his work became his prayer!

So how do you honor a man who was all about prayer and work, by turning prayer to work and work to prayer, by becoming a missionary.

Happy birthday Pa!

May the mission I undertake for the God you served, produce more people like you. 

PS. My Father would have been 57 today. If you read this, please do offer a prayer for him. 

This reflection is also cross posted on my own blog: http://www.kevinmuico.com/2013/07/10/oraetlabor/

Like A Child


In all my years, living, the one thing I had strived to become is the very thing I am now trying to run away from. Independent. Growing up, I always thought I had to make sure I would be strong. Make sure I would be successful in my career and in society. Make sure I’d be able to take care of myself. But over the years, what I had learned to become is what the world wanted, and not what God, the Father, wanted from me.

Recently, I have realized that what He wants is for me to be DEPENDENT. He wants me to be dependent on Him. Yes, He wants me to be strong, successful, and everything else…but in Him. i had focused so much on being independent that I was beginning to lose time with the Lord. I was getting caught up in my successes that I sometimes forgot to give praise to the Lord, for His plans and His will is what made it all happen for me. His love is what paved the path for me. I began to get so caught up that my reason was beginning to fall into the background, and the result… my career… my successes was beginning to pull forth as the reason…

It has been more than a year since I had decided to pull myself away from the obsessions the world portrayed of “self”. Self worth. Self success… its idea of “independence“. Why? Because what the Lord wants is far more simple than the world’s expectations. What He wants is my DEPENDENCE on Him. 

As a child, growing up, getting cuts, scrapes, bruises and all other troubles a child might have had, I immediately came to my father. Papa. Daddy. Dad. And all the many, many, many other names I had for him.Children are the treasures of heaven because they live with an innocent and pure desire to always seek the Father.

“‘Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of  heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.'”
– Matthew 18: 3

http://www.fathersloveletter.com/video.html

God wants me to do the complete opposite of what I thought I had to do all these years. I have to turn away from this idea of independence and become dependent on the Lord. He still needs me to fall and get hurt for it is the only way to get back up and come back stronger, but in order to heal and know where to go and grow. He doesn’t want me to hide and burrow in my sorrows and my world, but to run to Him right away and be enveloped in His love. He wants me to BECOME A CHILD, once more.