Julia Paguio, Little Whispers

I Swear.

First Reading
1 Kings 19:19-21
Elijah set out, and came upon Elisha, son of Shaphat,
as he was plowing with twelve yoke of oxen;
he was following the twelfth.
Elijah went over to him and threw his cloak over him.
Elisha left the oxen, ran after Elijah, and said,
“Please, let me kiss my father and mother goodbye,
and I will follow you.”
Elijah answered, “Go back!
Have I done anything to you?”
Elisha left him and, taking the yoke of oxen, slaughtered them;
he used the plowing equipment for fuel to boil their flesh,
and gave it to his people to eat.
Then he left and followed Elijah as his attendant.

Responsorial Psalm
Psalm 16:1B-2A AND 5, 7-8, 9-10
R. (see 5a) You are my inheritance, O Lord.
Keep me, O God, for in you I take refuge;
I say to the LORD, “My Lord are you.”
O LORD, my allotted portion and my cup,
you it is who hold fast my lot.
R. You are my inheritance, O Lord.
I bless the LORD who counsels me;
even in the night my heart exhorts me.
I set the LORD ever before me;
with him at my right hand I shall not be disturbed.
R. You are my inheritance, O Lord.
Therefore my heart is glad and my soul rejoices,
my body, too, abides in confidence;
Because you will not abandon my soul to the nether world,
nor will you suffer your faithful one to undergo corruption.
R. You are my inheritance, O Lord.

Matthew 5:33-37
Jesus said to his disciples:
“You have heard that it was said to your ancestors,
Do not take a false oath,
but make good to the Lord all that you vow.

But I say to you, do not swear at all;
not by heaven, for it is God’s throne;
nor by the earth, for it is his footstool;
nor by Jerusalem, for it is the city of the great King.
Do not swear by your head,
for you cannot make a single hair white or black.
Let your ‘Yes’ mean ‘Yes,’ and your ‘No’ mean ‘No.’
Anything more is from the Evil One.”


“Let your ‘Yes’ mean ‘Yes,’ and your ‘No’ mean ‘No.’ Anything more is from the evil one.” (Matthew 5:37)

Human as we are, we are known to give promises. Maybe because we were caught up in the moment. Maybe because a certain feeling or emotion was stronger than usual. Question is, can we keep them?

All my life, I’ve witnessed promises being broken. Friend to a friend. Sister to sister. Brother to brother. Somehow, it has become a part of my life. Something I cannot escape. Should it be the norm? I don’t know. It hurts when it happens. We all know that. So why does it still occur? I guess the simplest answer I can give is that there was the thrill of commitment.

We all like accomplishing something because it feels good. It makes us happy, but if it was done for someone else we get to share that experience and the happiness just overflows. That promise is, in a way, a binding contract. Expectations happen. So when it gets broken, disappointment follows.

I know it feels good to make a promise. The assurance it gives is comforting, but maybe it’s better to just skip that part and do good on your own. Life would be much simpler if everyone just did good things without making a promise. Why? The motivation changes. It becomes more personal, more heartfelt. Skipping the promise and just pouring your heart into your actions is more beautiful in my opinion.

So, just say ‘yes,’ as Jesus has said. Nothing more. Say ‘yes’ and fill the world with kindness and love because you wanted to.

Heavenly Father, I pray that you shower everyone with kindness. Fill their cup with all that is good so that we may become Your instruments of peace. Lead us to the path of righteousness so that we may be able to bring others with us. Let us be more like you. Amen.



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