Last
night (August 15th) Cardinal Tagle visited our parish church of Our Lady of the Assumption
for Mass and to bless the newly renovated church.
The
walls of a church, it has been suggested, store within themselves the prayers
of the faithful; and in time I am sure that’s true. In the beginning though
they are cemented together with toil, sweat, sacrifice and pain. I am referring
of course to one of the major fundraising events, where the 1500 ‘volunteers’
in the inappropriately named ‘Fun Run’, gave their all.
In his
homily the Cardinal warned against arrogance and lifting oneself up saying it
is better to wait for God to lift you up. Similarly he spoke against
competitiveness especially in the church.
Perhaps
more than a few of us took that to heart. Whilst the fun run probably was
enjoyable for the youngsters, and the old ladies walking their dogs, for the
men of a certain age it became a bit more serious. Whilst the glory of 1st
place would certainly not be attained, the humiliation of last was to be
avoided. Thus as the theme tune to Chariots of Fire rose to a crescendo (in my
head), we were off. The wind was howling through thinning hair, as an
overweight pack of ageing warriors pounded the tarmac to dust all the while
being shadowed by a private ambulance hoping for a customer as blood pressures
rose, arteries constricted and cartilage and bone grinded.
The
outgoing Mayor of Manila, Fred Lim, presented the prizes at the event in May,
the incoming Mayor, former President Joseph Estrada attended last night’s celebration
Mass; the Laurel wreath of glory fades quickly for politicians as for our
runners; as we too acquired (painfully) a sense of our own mortality. But it was good to be part of it, the lesson learned;
generations will worship there now, live and die under the new roof and sturdy
walls.
It’s
not so much about the building really, but community. It’s a poor parish, but
everyone participated somehow in this massive project of rebuilding, even the
Parish priest was offering to take in laundry to stress the need for
participation and all responded, at least for this moment in time all stood
together, a band of brothers and sisters.
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