Time Out

by Danny Tariman

For the Father loves the Son… (John 5:20)

The sky was overcast on that particular weekend. Rains had just stopped from days of continuous pouring.

In the midst of an otherwise lazy day, my son had an interesting invitation.

“Let’s fly my plane, Papa”

No, he didn’t mean an Airbus nor a Boeing passenger aircraft. Not even a 4-seater Cessna plane.

He was actually asking me to join him for the first flight of his remote-controlled battery-operated airplane he just bought few days ago.

“That would be nice!” was my immediate response.

I had this flying time with my son few years back, and indeed I enjoyed watching him control the toy airplane, and watching the flight itself. I was his assistant: retrieving the light plane from a branch when it is accidentally caught-up by a tree, or picking up the toy from a grassy field after a disastrous flight.

I liked it. I love the time well spent with my son.

Because I love him.

This particular weekend, I accompanied my son to the village’s open playground. As we walk towards the park, he was explaining to me the mechanics on how to fly, the buttons & sticks of the remote control gadget. I am again excited to see how my son will fly his toy aircraft.

When we reached the park, he immediately walked across the open area and started to operate the plane. I was at a distance, in awe at how this toy can fly. [During my time, I had airplanes made of folded paper which has only about 3 seconds flying time].

I was his  ecstatic audience enjoying every moment of seeing him happy with his plane.

I was the “pick-up” man too. Yes, I would pick up the plane when it makes a bad landing. Or will retrieve the toy from the trees when it is caught up by the branches.

Not much story-telling, nor sharing of experiences.

It was purely a time of enjoying the company of each other. Of sharing time, of sharing laughter, sharing of ohhhs and wows as the plane glides through the air.

At over 50, who would think I will still enjoy playing airplanes? Yes, I enjoyed it. It was a time-out well spent. Because I enjoy seeing my son happy.

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Pass The Baton

Pass The Baton
by Danny Tariman

Commission Joshua, and encourage and strengthen him, because he will lead these people… (Deut 3:28)

“Let us give the young generation the leadership to organize our next family reunion”.

This was the gist of our — my cousins Myrna & Allen, and my — decision as we start to plan again for a grand Family Reunion in 2013.

All these recent years, it has been our generation who organized the family reunions. We had known a lot of our family circles but the younger ones hadn’t had the opportunity to connect with their cousins and relatives from other clans.

We thought of engaging them so that they will be the ones to plan, coordinate, and execute the event. And through this, they will know and become closer to their cousins and relatives from other clans.

While we were into the thick of this idea, I can’t help but remember how Moses in the Bible turned over his leadership to the younger generation. He picked up young Joshua who had been his assistant during his leadership. After he laid his hands on Joshua, the young leader successfully led the people.

And so, after deciding to that we let the young generation do the lead, I have no doubt they WILL MAKE it.

We (Myrna, Allen & myself) decided to call our first meeting, an initial planning session last weekend of July at Allen’s house.

Myrna was all set for the initial session: she had the agenda ready and printed, complete with identified committees to handle various tasks. I was ready too. Allen as the host was ready also — including food, and meeting setup.

But early in the discussions, I said, why don’t we from old generation take a back seat now, and let the younger generation do the planning? And so we did.

We, old ones, vacated the meeting seats and let the younger ones take over.

We hear a lot of giggles, and laughters, and jokes while the young ones were meeting! “We accomplished something”, I told myself! We were able to strengthen the bond of friendship among the young cousins.

I was eavesdropping. While I was conversing with my generation, I would move my eyes once in a while to the youngsters while they were meeting. Yes, there were moments of serious talks too.

But really, I can observe them working on the plan for the grand family reunion. I was very glad deep inside of me because of another accomplishment: that the young generation is now leading!

We finished almost 6pm, very happy because of the 2 things we had accomplished: the youngs are now closer, and the youngs are able to lead and plan — mostly on their own — for the big event.

We drove off very satisfied.

Late evening, the minutes of meeting came out. Oh wow, it was so wonderfully made! Complete with details!

Congratulation my nephews and nieces! You did a truly great job! We fully support you and we are proud of you!

Indeed, from now on, the Joshua Generation may lead!

Storms & Floods

Storms & Floods
By Danny Tariman

“Everyone who hears these words of mine and does them is like a wise man who built his house on rock. The rain fell, the flood came, and the winds beat against that house, but it did not collapse because it had been founded on rock. Everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain fell, the flood came, and the winds beat against that house, and it collapsed; it was utterly destroyed!” (Matthew 7:24-27)

I was watching the news on TV in Manila last night. The 2 major TV broadcasts focused mainly on the storm that had just passed by the Philippines.

Several places in Metro Manila and in many provinces in Luzon were inundated by floods. Some areas were knee-deep, while others were waist deep.

But what struck me was this house in Bugalion town where a house was washed out by the floods. The video footage shows that the house’s foundation was loose soil. This is why the flood easily swept away its foundation and the house that sits on it.

This scene reminds me of how many of us Catholics and Christians are similarly situated.

When problems, or troubles, or trials come our way, we are easily swept away. We feel devastated, we do not know what to do, we feel so helpless!

This should not be so!

Because we have a big God who is bigger than our biggest problem! He is the God who can help us make it through.

But if we do not have a personal relationship with this big God, how do we know He can help us? Or how do we ask for His help? This relationship is a key to know Him.

To know Him, we need to hear and read His Word – the Bible.

But as the Bible verse says, hearing alone is not sufficient; we need to be doers of the Word, we need to apply and  practice the Word in our daily lives. And when we do this, we will be like a house built on a solid rock.

Yes, the news on TV also showed many houses that were flooded but stood still in the middle of the flooded streets. I’d like to believe that those houses were standing on solid foundation.

Our Christian foundation is the Word of God. If we apply the Word in our daily lives, yes, we will still experience storms and floods in our lives, but we will not be swept away or destroyed. Because we are standing on solid rock – that is JESUS!

Yes, Jesus is our firm foundation!