hof, my closest friend of an officemate in the late 1980s is one of the pioneering neocathecumenates in cebu city. i realized later that she began regarding me as her "project", that is, she wouldn't be such a good neo (that's how they call themselves in cebu) if she couldn't convince her best friend to join.
my stand: she should stop irritating me or else... besides, i'm not much of a joiner of anything really. i prefer a meditative kind of worship, somewhere where i could be alone to thank god in a quiet way. so any church group that bandies itself as to how better is their way of worship is anathema to me. i never got to attend even one session of theirs. our friendship remained nevertheless.
this much i've learned from her about their group, which i know is only a scratch on the surface:
it is sanctioned by the vatican. (so are the focolare and the opus dei and many others.)
in terms of form, they are called neocatechumenates (neo, "new") because they practice what the catechumens at the beginning of christianity practiced. (they prayed secretly, sometimes even in caves, so why don't you start looking for caves and using oil lamps because there was no electricity then? i had jokingly told my friend.) their baptism is a real drenching of water in a basin and they bake unleavened bread for their holy eucharist.
she talked about possible apostasies in current mainstream catholic practices. (i hated this claim the most.)
she said they can go knocking from house to house and accept being spat on at the door for as long as they can spread the good news.
she and her group doubtless are sincere and truly prayerful, but as in any local church group culture of ours, the secrets revealed by members have a way of filtering out to become gossips. (cursillo, anyone?) i needed no other reason for turning down her invitation in no uncertain terms.
all in all, the organization was doing my friend good, so it must be good. only, it's not for me.
my stand: she should stop irritating me or else... besides, i'm not much of a joiner of anything really. i prefer a meditative kind of worship, somewhere where i could be alone to thank god in a quiet way. so any church group that bandies itself as to how better is their way of worship is anathema to me. i never got to attend even one session of theirs. our friendship remained nevertheless.
this much i've learned from her about their group, which i know is only a scratch on the surface:
it is sanctioned by the vatican. (so are the focolare and the opus dei and many others.)
in terms of form, they are called neocatechumenates (neo, "new") because they practice what the catechumens at the beginning of christianity practiced. (they prayed secretly, sometimes even in caves, so why don't you start looking for caves and using oil lamps because there was no electricity then? i had jokingly told my friend.) their baptism is a real drenching of water in a basin and they bake unleavened bread for their holy eucharist.
she talked about possible apostasies in current mainstream catholic practices. (i hated this claim the most.)
she said they can go knocking from house to house and accept being spat on at the door for as long as they can spread the good news.
she and her group doubtless are sincere and truly prayerful, but as in any local church group culture of ours, the secrets revealed by members have a way of filtering out to become gossips. (cursillo, anyone?) i needed no other reason for turning down her invitation in no uncertain terms.
all in all, the organization was doing my friend good, so it must be good. only, it's not for me.
























Ako nalay mosabot nila. Ang cuarta makit-an, pero kong magka bingkil mi la-in kaayo paminawon kay tapad ra...
#2. DILI KO GUSTO nga mauton ang among relation labina kay tapad ra, maong misugot nalang ko bisag pungot 

