Only a society which has values to protect and promote really care to make laws in order to lead its members in an orderly manner into embracing those. Without these values a society will never sustain its life; an individual will hardly sustain his “supposed to be” happy life. We see how one loses sight of his values and so neglect the norms that protect it. As an unfortunate consequence of this, he or she lives a disorderly life.
So, whatever we strive for, we do it in upholding authentic values – value of truth and life, value of person we love and even those we find difficult to love, value of studies, value of generosity and kindness, value of self-respect, et cetera.
Leandra’s case is still up.
I was able to talk to Corina. Remember? She’s the one who helped her find a job. When I shared to her what’s happening now with Leandra she was certainly caught up in dismay. She felt guilty about it even though I convinced her of her pure intention of helping however it turned out to be a frustrating scenario for Leandra.
All I got from her was that after she introduced Leandra to her friend who knew of a job opportunity, they had not frequent communication about what happened to their lives. “That was a looooooong time ago!” she exclaimed. She had some assumptions about Leandra’s tragedy but wouldn’t want to conclude rashly.
The case as of the moment is still finding its way to a resolution.
From Paolo Coelho’s Fifth Mountain he wrote about universe conniving with one’s desire to achieve something. Or Ender’s Game (movie) sort of principle that is allowing gravity to do its part will simply pull us to where we desire to traverse. This I guess is another realm of order – a more supernatural one; often escapes man’s senses.
Just this morning, this positive force has led me in harmony with what I desire to unearth about Leandra’s case. A call from her father coincidentally led me to hear Leandra herself. That twelve minute conversation reveals now some contrasting details from that of the mother in the previous blog. Leandra’s voice hinted willingness to peep on her past especially on areas which concerns my desire of helping her find her way to order.
“If you only knew what happened to me there!” It’s from this lamentation that Leandra left us with a mystery.
“How are you Leandra?”
“I’m fine. I’m taking my bread now.”
“Do you remember Corina? The lady who helped you found a job before?”
“Yes. I haven’t met her for a long time.”
“Do you still remember the place or the name of the Photocopier station you used to work with?”
“Yes, it’s Airene’s Store (this isn’t the real name of the store). It’s not just a photocopier station but also a restaurant. Students from a nearby high school go there. I was with another helper but we were not serving in the restaurant.”
“So, it’s not near a university as your mother told me previously?”
“No, it’s not. It’s near a high school where my lady boss works as an elementary teacher. Her husband takes care of their store. Their two boys study in that same school. I recall one time when I was about to get into their car I banged my head at the door. It pained my head and my vision went blur after sometime. I felt I had anemic from then on that caused my dizziness.”
“So that accident caused you much pain in the head?”
“I learned you also stayed at their residence.”
“I know where there house is (she described to me the location and mentioned some landmarks that will lead to the residence of her boss). But you know what? They live a very luxurious life and I found it hard to adjust to such a lifestyle. I grew up in a poor family, having simple life, and staying with them caused me self-esteem issues and anxiety in trying to conduct my self.”
“How long did you work there?”
“Only half a month.”
“Not five or six months?”
“Did you have any quarrel with your boss?”
“I didn’t. I just found it awkward to live and work with them anymore and so I decided to leave.”
We bade goodbye, too early though. I needed to get into my class. But she assured me she can tell more stories about what happened to her and she will try her best to recall them as clearly as possible. Well, I believe I’m beginning to earn her trust.
And by the way, it just came to my mind to ask her if she wants something. Spontaneously, she asked for a cellphone or a tablet to play with. I don’t know how I was moved that time that I promised her of a tablet when we meet.
Now, I’ve got things to re-clarify and verify about the mother’s data and Leandra’s. Whether she’s still withholding facts about her relationship with her boss OR about her personal matters OR about that accident where her head hit the door her boss’ car which effects we know not in relation to her mental condition, we cannot pinpoint now. What went wrong remains to be discovered. A datum at a time will eventually lead us to a final clue if not the final answer.
supplement notes from David Heith-Stade’s blog on our course in theology of Canon law
The theology of church law has been an important topic in twentieth century theological discourse. The discourse dates back to the late nineteenth century and the Protestant legal historian Rudolph Sohm (1841-1917) who in his seminal Kirchenrecht (2 volumes, 1892-1923) claimed that the essence of law contradicts the essence of church.
Sohm was a great historian and his historical study on the early church is also part of the historical background of modern Eucharistic ecclesiology which developed in reaction to Sohm’s theological theses by largely accepting his historical data but reinterpret it. Sohm argued that the ordained ministry, church law, and church councils developed from the institutionalization of the organized celebration of the Eucharist, which he considered to be a secondary and unimportant rite in earliest Christianity. The Eucharistic ecclesiology movement largely accepted Sohm’s historical findings, but argued theologically that the Eucharist was not a secondary rite, but a constitutive…
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Looking at the complexities however interconnected aspects of life restoring order is a tough job. If just finding how the different aspects of man intertwine is alone a challenging task how much more figuring out what aspect went wrong and trying to restore it?
This thought alone challenges my superficial outlook of what really an “ORDER” or “TO PUT ONE’S LIFE IN ORDER” means.
On this article, I still wish to refer to the case of which I posted three days ago entitled “Can it be?” I admit I have raised a question that isn’t really the first thing to ask. But at least the inquiry commences as a mystery-like adventure in exploring other angles or aspects of this case. Hopefully, answers will be achieved to find solutions to help “her” life find its way to a better living, an orderly and harmonious life.
With this, I wish to take this as a sort of data-gathering and look into series of events that can hint thru people who have close encounter about this case. I need a plot – beginning, middle, end – of this story. Probable causes of disorder and counter-check to what is commonly acceptable physical-mental-emotional “order” (to name a few) will resolve such quest for order…hopefully!
The source I have for this inquiry is the mother of the woman I was talking about on the first post. By the way, so as not to disclose the real identity of the woman let’s just call her by the name “Leandra.”
That depression she had after her first childbirth was known to be postpartum psychosis which only lasted a month. And the circumstances mentioned on the first blog post only contributed to her ill-condition. The mother said she went well already after two to three months under their care. Things went normal with Leandra and the baby. For good, she was not with her boyfriend anymore who mistreated her rather with her parents. Perhaps, she had difficult times in recovering emotionally after the break up nonetheless she’s on her mind.
The mother recalled the time when she approached her brother to help her find a job. So this brother of her recommended her to a friend, Corina, who with good heart helped her. And so Leandra landed on a Photocopier station near a university. She was already enjoying that simple job she had, the mother gladly told. However, when the niece of her boss came she was asked to transfer into her boss’ residence as housekeeper. That didn’t turn a problem with Leandra, the mother thought, since she would narrate her good relation with her boss every time she went home. She felt trusted with kitchen works and working with that family fed her well. (I don’t have the detail about that family she worked with yet). However, according to the mother, it’s Leandra’s personality that doesn’t just disclose everything about what’s going on with her personal life but only those selected good moments she have had. After six months, more or less, of working at her boss’ residence, she went home but no longer the normal woman she used to be after her recovery from postpartum thing. What went wrong within those months remains a mystery for now.
So what happened during those months she was working at that residence? The mother later learned from her colleague to whom Leandra’s boss expressed her observations about her unusual behavior. This colleague retold that Leandra would just cry for several nights without knowing the reason. The mother further learned that she was always alone during the day and even late in the evening in the house that probably caused her a little suffocated. She noted that Leandra used to be an outgoing person and so she found it difficult perhaps to adjust on her boss’ strict guideline: she shouldn’t be out for long from the house. That added to her sort of depression. Because of these, her boss eventually sent her home. Asked by the mother for some explanation of her termination from work, Leandra simply lamented and said, “If you only knew what happened to me there!”
Well, these words would certainly evoke much curiosity and since then a mystery even up to the present. What really happened there only Leandra knew!
It would suffice for the moment. However, more questions and people involved about Leandra’s case are not to be ignored as they help us see the complete picture of the scattered pieces of events.
“IF YOU ONLY KNEW WHAT HAPPENED TO ME THERE!”
CAN THEY BE MARRIED VALIDLY IN THE CATHOLIC CHURCH?
There’s a woman who after giving birth to her first baby got so depressed about the turn of events of her life. When she was supposed to have a healthy environment and proper nourishment for her to recover from that pangs of giving birth, she instead received harsh treatments and threats from her boyfriend and mother-in-law “to be”. These traumatic experiences caused her psychological problem that persisted up to now due to failure, or I would say neglected, to receive proper medical attention.
However, her life did not end there. There came a guy who wished to take her, in good faith, to be his partner in life. He was aware of the mental condition (moments when the woman is out of her normal mind) of this woman. Nevertheless, he dared to formally ask and sought consent from the parents and the woman herself. (I use the word “partner” to mean they’re not married yet; not yet “husband” and “wife”.) He received “consent” and so they live together. For three years that they’re together two kids were given them. Despite the troubles that confront their “union” caused mainly by the unstable psychological condition of the woman, they endured the relationship. But still it doesn’t ignore the fact that although the guy works to sustain his family the woman, on the other hand, recurrently fails in meeting her responsibility to her husband and at times goes problematic in taking care of their children.
Now, the guy who stands on his love for that woman despite her condition wants to marry her in the Catholic Church for good of their relationship.
Hence, the question!