Does It Make Me A Bad Person if I’m Not in 100% Agreement with This Sunday’s Sermon?


Hi guys! So I decided to skip vlogging for today and do the normal blogging instead. I realized I have not done some content writing for quite some time now and my mood when I got home from church is not that happy to be able to put up a good front for the camera anyway.

As I write this blog today, my family members from Iowa have already left Negros Occidental to fly to Manila for their trip back to the US. My Boholanon family was the first to go home and today concludes the 15-day vacay of manong Nesto and manang Anniedette along with mama Norma and papa Jessie. I think this trip has been meaningful to everyone and not just for the ones on vacation.

What I really do

I know I have not been actively going to Sunday masses for some time now and it’s not a good thing. It’s mostly because of work and sometimes laziness on my part too, I know I know (eyes rolling). That issue was brought up when my cousin Ziphora asked me how it is working remotely in which I answered that besides going to withdraw and some grocery shopping, I hardly ever leave the house. Naturally she followed it with ‘What, You don’t go to the church on Sunday?’. While I do admit that online work isn’t guaranteed 100% reliable and stable, it has its own perks; I get to decide what time to work, or how many hours I work, for as long as there is work available for me to do. So for instance, if I am allowed 40 hours of work per week, and there is enough work to make that 40 hours, I can decide how many hours per day I can put, depending of course if my boss demands that something needs to be finished urgently. A boss is still a boss even if you’re working online. They’re still the ones paying you for the work so whatever they need, you have to deliver.

How much I really make online

I would also like to shed some light on how much I make. Some people are under the impression that I make a lot which is why they don’t think it’s fair that some members of the family still hand me monetary gifts! Come on! I’m still part of the family too! But before I go on, I am sure that the gossip-mongers reading this blog are already salivating on the opportunity to make something out of what I just said, so I’ll say it now before it gets out of hand, that it was a laughing matter and not that big of a deal so don’t read too much into it. It came to light when we got to talk about how much was given to whom by whom. So when I mentioned that I received a particular amount, my brother scowled and said “Why that much? You don’t need it as much as we do! You have a lot of money already!” First, the way my brother said it was not serious, second it’s not true that I have a lot of money.

Working online isn’t a guaranteed job and I will emphasize that over and over. I am not earning a lot, but I am earning enough to make ends meet. I am not, however, earning enough to be able to save us up for a house or a car or even a vacation and that’s where Ralph comes in. My earnings pay for the bills; his earnings give us savings in the bank. It follows therefore that if he does not have any active contracts, we don’t have any money going in to the savings.

The only advantage I have over office employees is that I don’t spend money for transportation and separate food because whatever food I spend for the whole family is what I get to partake. So that and the fact that I am the boss of my time and I get to spend more of it with my family are mainly the factors I like about working remotely.

What I didn’t like about this Sunday’s preaching

So let’s go back to what really ticked me off today. Just when I finally got to go back to attending the Sunday mass, the way the priest preached the sermon kind of turned me off a bit.

Today’s Holy Gospel of Jesus Christ according to Saint Mark 12:38-44.

In the course of his teaching Jesus said, “Beware of the scribes, who like to go around in long robes and accept greetings in the marketplaces, seats of honor in synagogues, and places of honor at banquets. They devour the houses of widows and, as a pretext, recite lengthy prayers. They will receive a very severe condemnation.” He sat down opposite the treasury and observed how the crowd put money into the treasury. Many rich people put in large sums. A poor widow also came and put in two small coins worth a few cents. Calling his disciples to himself, he said to them, “Amen, I say to you, this poor widow put in more than all the other contributors to the treasury. For they have all contributed from their surplus wealth, but she, from her poverty, has contributed all she had, her whole livelihood.”

The gospel moved me so much it actually brought a tear in my eye. It also reminded me of a particular video on Facebook some time ago. A prankster has carried out a social experiment in New York to find out who would be granted more charity – a homeless single father or a drug user – and received a truly surprising result. In a hidden cam video, prankster Coby Persin dressed up as a homeless guy and pretended to be begging. He first displayed a sign, reading: “Homeless need money for drugs, weed and alcohol,” and managed to raise a decent sum of money across just an hour.

The homeless addict was mainly assisted by young men, who encouraged him by saying “stay high, man, stay high” or “make sure you get a big bottle.”

However, things changed when the prankster put up a different sign, reading: “Homeless single father need money for charity” and was joined by a small girl, sitting on the pavement next to him.

He was left without any donations for almost the whole hour as people walked by, completely ignoring the “troubled pair”.

Ironically, the only person to support the father and the child was a homeless woman, who gave them all the money she made on the day, saying “You need it so much more than I do. You and your little girl.”

I understand the whole point of the gospel and I do agree that a widow who has nothing but still contributed only two small coins has done the most contribution in comparison to the rich people who donated large amount. But our priest went on to say that when one gives, it’s not really how much he gives, but how much of what is left for him after he gives that matters. He’s like, what’s the point of donating one thousand pesos when you have one million left in your bank account? I believe in having faith in God but he used it to say that one should give everything and just leave the rest up to God afterwards because as long as you have Faith in Him, you’re going to be just fine. That is actually easier said than done, truth be told. Does one have to be poor to be appreciated? We work our ass off and we contribute to the church any way we can, but for some reason, the sermon makes us look and feel worthless. Hey I am not rich. We are not rich. But we contribute what we can only afford to give because we can’t definitely give what we don’t have.

If we give everything we have and nothing’s left and we end up begging in the streets, can we be sure that the church would be there for us? I don’t think so. The church would just keep telling us to pray and have faith. I have been doing that my entire life even up to the times when faith is all I have left. He also jokingly, hopefully he was really doing it in a joking manner and didn’t really mean it, said that during the passing of the plate part (money collection part of the mass), that one should also try to put in the green colored bill (which means the bill should be in thousand denomination).

Ok, that is what I just wanted to say. I have nothing against our church here and I so would like to start attending church again. This is just one of those times when I felt like I needed to say what’s on my mind regarding the issue.

Below are the highlights of my family’s vacation. Enjoy perusing!

7. The Reunion of my aunts Mama Norma and Mama Fe

This reunion does not happen often! This is truly an emotional moment for the two of them. How I wished my mother was still alive and was there with them.

6. The Reunion of my aunts Mama Norma and Mama Fe

This reunion does not happen often! This is truly an emotional moment for the two of them. How I wished my mother was still alive and was there with them.

5. Visiting Campuestuhan Highland Resort

Mama Bitoon seems to be enjoying as well.

4. Giving the kids the time of their lives

Manong Lolo’s and Manang Phora’s kids really wanted to check out what’s in Campuestuhan Highland Resort. And they had the time of their lives. Everyone seemed to have gone home satisfied and happy

3. Having a Second Honeymoon for Ernesto and Anniedette

So sweet, these two.

2. Meeting the grandchildren and their kids

Mama and Papa have now met their great grandchildren. How cool is that?

1. House blessing of Ernesto and Anniedette in Kabankalan City

This is all Manong Nesto and Manang Anniedette’s hard work paying off.