When I think back over our time in the Philippines, Sunday morning in Lucena is one of the highlights. There were many emotions involved with that day, but the greatest was overwhelming.
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Pastor Pabanil picked us up at our hotel at 7:45. We were at the church by 8:00 and given the grand tour. The sanctuary, Sunday school teachers and children were already gathering:
Up a flight of stairs and we were in the parsonage. Pastor Pabanil's father, Elder Pabanil, gave Les this hat that he made.
Inside he wrote, "September 29, 2019. To Bro. and Sis. McElhaney. Thank you for your visiting us. God bless you and your wife and your family. From Pastor Elder Pabanil."
He also painted this mural on the wall.
The room where summer Bible school takes place...
Up another flight of stairs to the fellowship area. Pastor Pabanil made all the tables and benches:
Up yet another flight of stairs! The rooftop and baptistry:
My new friend, Sis. Pabanil! She is a sweetheart!
The view of Lucena:
And back down the stairs!
Sunday school started at 8:30. Neighborhood children are brought and taught a lesson, sing songs, and go home with a snack.
Worship service started and I was overwhelmed. We sang "Because He Lives" and it was just beautiful!
EVERYONE sang. The entire church was the praise team! These precious people, who have so little materially, sang, "life is worth the living, just because He lives," more beautifully than I have ever heard it. Their voices
rang out. They also sang "He Set Me Free" and "Every Praise is to Our
God." It
didn't matter if the song was new or old, everyone sang and worshiped.
It was incredible, indescribable, overwhelming...
They had testimony time. This little boy did not testify in English, so I don't know what he said, but he touched me so much.
The choir sang. These beautiful young ladies are a shining example of modesty and worship.
Pastor Pabanil then asked Les and me to come to the front. Every single person in the church came up and greeted us.
We were given handwritten cards, notes, and flowers...
We were overwhelmed by their generosity and love.
I sang and then Les preached. His title was "The Power of the Spoken Word of Faith."
He shared his testimony of how God healed him of
Muscular Dystrophy when he was a small boy. He had a little helper named Manasseh:
The icing on the cake happened here - in the midst of the circle of young ladies praying is a new soul being born again of the Spirit!
We had a wonderful meal with Pastor and Sister Pabanil in their home and then it was time to head back to the airport. Our gracious hosts would be traveling to youth camp very early the following morning, but they got back in the van with us to make the three hour one way trip to Manila. After dropping us off, they got back in the van and headed back home. We were again overwhelmed that they would take time out of their busy schedule to ride with us.
The traffic was... well... it would have been overwhelming if I had been the driver! It is certainly entertaining. We saw a large number of cyclists. I cannot imagine riding a bicycle on those roads, but we saw a lot of them! We also saw this guy, who was sleeping in a hammock in the back of a vegetable truck - that's what you call "vegging out!"
We made it safely back to the Manila airport and checked our luggage one final time. We had a few hours before our flight and we just kept looking at each other and marveling over the amazing time we had. Our bodies were completely worn out, but our hearts were SO full!
We prepared for takeoff, talking of when we could return, while leaving a big chunk of our hearts in the Philippines!