Saturday, October 27, 2007
We were treated to Pizza Hut and Pepsi for supper. Such comfort food for us Americans (and Canadians too.) Our girls are looking forward to eating macaroni and cheese when we return to the States. Cheese, and milk for that matter, is scarce in this part of the world.
This morning Thomas was sick in bed again. There seems to be a cycle of fever, nausea and diarrhea that continues to plague him. While he rested, the rest of us returned to Grandma Perry's Children's Home. It was fun to be able to play with the children at this small orphanage again. Little Sandra spent almost the whole time in my arms. She even fell asleep on my lap.
We were hoping to include pictures from the orphanage, but didn't have time to compress them first. Now we need to run to catch our ride to dinner and they haven't uploaded yet. Perhaps tomorrow.
Friday, October 26, 2007
The trip was joyfully uneventful and we made it to Baguio before dinner time.
In the afternoon, Lisa and I facilitated team building training to the Bontoc YWAM staff and students. It was a fun time as we watched them work out the challenges presented to them. They did a good job, but once again, we wished we were fluent in Ilokano so we could understand what they were saying as they worked through each activity. We talked about it afterward in English, but during the activity the discussion was all in Ilokano. Rufina, the base director’s wife, wanted the team to go through the training. In this way they could grow as a team and learn to use the activities for future presentations.
In the evening we hosted a presentation on the steps of the Municipal Hall. A divine appointment made it possible for us to obtain the necessary permit. It was great to be able to have an evangelistic outreach to the people of the community. I was able to pray with a boy as he accepted Jesus as his Savior. It was wonderful. I also spent time with a group of boys as we talked about God’s love for each of them. It was a good way to close our time in Bontoc.
This afternoon, we had a prayer walk. Thomas and Adriana joined some others and went one way while Howard, Jesse, and I went another. We went up to the village Thomas and I had visited earlier. I enjoyed seeing the weaver, Elizabeth, again. I was able to learn more about this amazing art, taste their delicious native coffee, and pray too.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
We took another perilous journey on a jeepney to the village about an hour and a half away. Sometimes it’s best not to look. That way you don’t know how close you are to the edge. But, as every other time, we made it safely to our destination. Our family was escorted to our accommodations, a pink home both inside and out. Just the place for a family of four daughters. The CR was located outside down the steep cement steps. Annalise fell down the last half on her second decent adding more bumps and bruises to her already marred body. But God builds children really resilient. More than adults. Thomas was once again very ill and needed to go to bed. There seems to be a heavy spirit over this place. It is much in need of the Light of the World. We needed to make our way around a man who was passed out on our way to our home for the night.
Many prayers were said for Thomas and, although not completely well, he was able to make the journey to the nearby
Tuesday-Family field trip to the
Thursday-went to minister to a special education class, songs, puppets and play including Mot and the ever popular balloon animals. 4 teachers, 30 students with various disabilities but few resources, not even basic school supplies like paper and pencils.
In the afternoon, Thomas and I visited the pediatric ward of Bontoc’s only hospital. Conditions are shockingly poor. Dirty and run-down, with a strong smell of urine but we were able to bring some smiles to the place through our prayers, songs, Mot and balloon animals.
Friday-All of the girls were off with either a team member or Filipino students, so we decided to explore the other side of town. Wandering through the village we were invited to see the weaver. She begins weaving about 6 a.m. each day. It takes her a month to weave 14 yards of cloth which she sells for 250P/yd (about $5). Traditionally girls begin weaving the narrow edge of the tapis at age 8, then progress to the larger parts of the skirt. They design their own patterns. Now that girls go to school, not many are learning the art. Happy they have a chance for formal education but wish they would continue the artistry of their mothers and grandmothers.
Thomas went back to the jail. Adriana spoke regarding peace. Then the 2 of them joined us at the hospital. They went to Peds while I went to visit the new mothers. One of the babies was 2 months premature. Little Ashley does not have the advantages of all the PICU back home but we are trusting in the Great Physician.
Fun Night with the youth, some games, music and dancing, and food. You know typical youth group stuff.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Please keep us in your prayers as we travel. We continue to battle various illnesses among the group.
But God is doing some great work despite our weakness.
The high school girls did some songs. I loved their interpretive dance, very beautiful.
Then it was time for the younger girls. They were all in their tapis and white blouses. I was surprised to see their faces with make-up on as I have not seen anyone here with make-up on. The girls’ lips and cheeks were bright pink. They sang a beautiful song. I wonder how long it took them to learn it. It was quite lengthy but they had memorized it.
Testimonies were shared by Kindle, TDTS student, and Kevin. Leon gave the message and then Natalie spoke. But all paled in comparison to Adriana’s message. Leon had invited anyone who had something on their heart to come up and share. Adriana came up after Natalie finished. Adriana shared how fear is a choice as is the peace Jesus offers. Tears streamed down my face as I heard my 12 year old boldly proclaiming the word God clearly given her to the village of Caneo. I am in great anticipation of what He will do through her. Many mentioned how touched they were by her words.
Pastor Rudy spoke, summarizing the Word spoken and then had the elders of the church come forward so we could pray for them. All women, Susan’s daughter, Cheryl, was among them. It was a blessing for me to be able to pray for her. She gave me a hug and said she would be talking to me by-and-by.
Time for the feast. An assembly line was in place to dish up pork, pancit, and rice on the banana tree bark plates. So much food…so many sitting and eating together. Sadly, Annalise was sick so she slept through not only the meal but the music and dancing that followed. It is hard to believe she could sleep through the beating of the drums directly beneath her.
The men with the beating of the drums (actually, brass gongs) provided the music while a couple danced. It was great fun to watch, yet Thomas and I were not allowed to remain spectators. Soon we were in the center surrounded by the watchful eyes of virtually everyone in the village. It is good they have such grace for westerners. They just smiled as we stumbled around. We quickly passed the honor to Kevin and Becky.
Soon it was time to pack up and say good-bye to our dear new friends.
I must say there were moments I said a little prayer as the jeepney was leaning a wee bit much for my comfort on our way back to Bontoc. But our soft beds sure looked great!