September 15, 2008 1 Comment
It is very noble and humbling to live one’s life in the service of others, may this cause adversity or danger to one’s physical self, property, or reputation. It is very humanizing to experience, at least just once, to think of everybody else first before one’s self.
Let us look back into our gracious and rich history. Many men and women, from Ilocos to Dadiangas, have thought of the Filipino people first than their own personal survival. Many have chosen to risk their lives, some their credibility and stature to think about the Filipinos, living in dire and desperate circumstances — longing for the freedom they so long wish. And with this virtue of selflessness, the east was won, and freedom was born in this nation.
The labor pain that led this nation to freedom is selflessness. Through selflessness, the Philippines gained freedom in 1898. Through selflessness, we have developed a nation in an area where, in those times, a republic was not even a major thought. Our freedom was accrued through selflessness.
But at this point in our history, where political landlords roam the land just as Spanish land grabbers did in the 1800’s, corruption is a household term and life is hard, it is natural for people to think first of their own personal survival. After all, life is needed to fight for what is fundamental.
But no matter how apathetic this nation has turned into, individuals, from great origins and from small towns, rise to the challenge of leaving their personal interests behind to begin a battle where victory is next to unattainable — one that is fueled by hope to achieve the goal of change. Still there are individuals who choose to leave the comfortable abode of their executive chairs to stand up un-umbrellaed to step up to this nation’s self-preserving oligarchs, with the hope of changing this nation a little; making his fellow men’s lives a little better than yesterday.
I faced insurmountable tribulation when I stepped up against corruption and inequities in my university, and almost got expelled due to it (there is a God, after all). It was a time when corruption in the university’s southwest walls flourished, but with such selflessness I have tried to live that they died a natural death. But mine was such small domain compare to the battlefields of Jun Lozada who, in the act of repentance and preservation of our patrimony spoke, at the expense of his lavish life, notwithstanding the challenges that came and went. My situation is incomparable to that of Mike Lopez, a National Youth Commission Official, who through his blog vented the alleged illegalities and controversies and scandals that plague their little office in Quezon City and still continues to wage a battle of hope for the youth of this nation. I have nothing but awe and humility because of their unwaivering cause.
But to those who live in selflessness, despite the dark evenings, the lonely suppers, the ridiculing, the questioning, the feeling of despair, the sleepless nights, and the tribulation we face from colleagues, friends and enemies alike, we are comforted by one single truth — that we may be poor in spirit, but a room in God’s Kingdom, a suite it may be, is reserved for us.
Peace. Especially to Commissioner Mike Francis Acebedo-Lopez, Commissioner-at-Large, National Youth Commission.