BROKEN BUT NOT BEATEN; FORLORN BUT NOT FORGOTTEN!
31 st Sunday Year C November 3, 2013 BROKEN BUT NOT BEATEN, FORLORN BUT NOT FORGOTTEN! I am afraid of heights. I fell from a tree once in my life, while doing - you know – that childhood classic Batman stunt! (I will spare you the details!) But for one afraid of heights, I think I have done a mean feat climbing 14 Philippine mountains, one of them for more than 12 times! I am a small man, too, by any standard, including by current Philippine standards where children of people not any taller than me, end up being a lot taller than their progenies. (Did we do the Star margarine challenge right? Or we just didn’t have Cherifer “tangkad sagad” back then?) Today, I take comfort from the story of Zacchaeus. No … I don’t mean to gloat over his height (or the lack of it!). I meant, I take comfort from Zacchaeus, not because he was just as small as me, but because he was endowed with a big heart. He was willing to go out very lite...