Yesterday I had the opportunity to go to another Christmas party for squatter families. The place where we went was Basaco where ACTION has done quite a bit of relief work following a massive fire in that location. A new church is being planted there right on the water front. Pastor Noli and his wife Fe have moved into that squatter area in order to be near this new church. I had been there in November with my sisters Dawn and Janna.
Yesterday parked at the pastor's house and stopped in to see his wife cooking along with an elderly woman, Pastora Mota of the church. We greeted them and then left to walk to the church. We had to be very careful as we walked because there are a lot of slimmy mud puddles along the way. At one point, a rock slipped under my foot and my toes got covered with mud. No time to stop so we had to keep following the pastor. We had some new friends join us, John and Tiffany Laudermilk with 2 of their 5 children. They are praying about what God would have them do regarding returning as career missionaries.
We lost track of Jeff and the pastor along the way so I didn't know how to get to the church at one point. So I asked the folks standing around where the church is. They directed us to the Catholic church. When we realized that we were not in the right place, our guides realized we were looking for what they called the "born-again" church. Yes, indeed, that is the one. The woman who was guiding me told me she was Catholic but she knew a couple Mormon missionaries. I didn't have the opportunity to explain that she needed the True message of the Gospel. I gave her a Gospel tract and now she knows where the Gospel-preaching church is. I didn't get her name.
When we walked into the little church full of people we immediately began pouring sweat. There were no fans--or electricity for that matter. But the people were so happy. Many recognized me from before so I felt like it was a reunion. The pastor got the party going. His daughter sang several songs that were choreographed by the young people. The audience also sang several songs. As before, Jeff was asked on the spot to preach. I must say he's getting to be good at preaching in Tagalog without any advance preparation time. He gave quite a challenge. It was a blessing to then hear John share his testimony. He had a rough start because he wasn't used to people talking while he was sharing but he soon overcame it and shared from his heart.
When we were there in November, I met one mother who will have 5 children under the age of 4 when her baby is born this month. You may think that is a misprint, but it is not. I saw her again yesterday and she is "great with child". Maybe it will be a Christmas baby. Her children were all born in November and December so by the end of this month, they will be newborn, 1, 2, 3 and 4 years old. In November met another woman with a 4 month baby Jay that was dying of malnourishment and worms. After meeting them in November, we acted right away to get Jay, on a nutritional feeding program. So when I saw Jay yesterday, he looked more alert and has filled out slightly. I held him for a few minutes and it seemed to me that his body was stiff and his back arches. He's not pliable like I am used to in infants.
It was very moving at the end of the party when Pastora Mota closed the party in the most heartfelt prayer for the church and those in attendance that day. I learned that she is 87 years old and had come to know the Lord as her Savior in 1955. Her husband is now with the Lord. She bought fruit for us visitors and she helped financially to make it possible for the pastor to move into his house in the neighborhood. His house is small but it is 2-story cement. They moved there 2 weeks ago. There is a mosque just down a few yards from his house. The area is quite heavily populated with Muslims.
Extra people always come around and as before there isn't enough food and gift packs for those who were not counted in. We said good buy and walked back to our vehicle. But God is continually orchestrating Divine encounters. This is so amazing to us. As we arrived at the pastor's house, a trike driver named Jun pulled up to make a delivery. (A trike is a bicycle with a side-car for passengers or gear.) Jun immediately recognized Jeff and called out "Kuya Jeff!" as if he had found a long lost friend. He had met Jeff at Sampaloc Bible Church back in the early 90s. He was a street boy back then and Jeff met him when he was involved in program for street kids at the church. What an amazing encounter!
While Jeff was talking to Jun, I had an encounter of my own. A young boy about 8 years old came up to me with a very angry countenance. He spoke too fast for me to catch what he was saying but he was really chewing me out. At the end of his ranting he called me stupid. I have no idea what prompted him to do this but I didn't have time to react because Jeff (unaware of that encounter) wanted me to meet Jun. I felt prompted of the Lord to pass out the rest of the tracts I was carrying. I gave one to Jun. Then the kids gathered around to get one. I passed out several and by that time, the young boy who chewed me out had become friendly.
What a day! We got into our vehicle tired, hot and thirsty but encouraged. We had much to talk about. While we were driving back Tiffany asked me what it has been like for us to raise our children on the mission field. We had a very good discussion but I told her our kids have been bent. They do not look at the world through ordinary eyes. I told her about a conversation I had with Micah when she was troubled over what was happening in North Korea. She asked me almost in tears why do the events of the world grieve us so deeply when some people seem unaffected. I told her it is the calling that God has placed on us. Sometimes we carry heavy hearts for all the tragedy and suffering that we see or learn about. But what joy to have the privilege to bear this burden and to allow God to use us. "Open our eyes, Lord." Job 31:16-23

