Monday, January 30, 2006

Great Quotes

  • Security is when everything is settled, when nothing can happen to you; security is the denial of life. (Germaine Greer)
  • It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is. (Hermann Hesse)
  • Wisdom consists not so much in knowing what to do in the ultimate as knowing what to do next. (Herbert Hoover)

The following quotes are some text messages I got on my cell phone:

  • LIFE becomes meaningful only if (1)we survive hurts of the past (2)we live fully in the present (3)we view the future w/hope, n (4)God is d center of our life.
  • Our faces are the best billboards where the ads of life are seen. Life is not a problem to be solved but a gift to be enjoyed. Smile and share that gift!
  • GODISNOWHERE-Do you read it as God is no where, or God is now here? Like everything in life, the way you see things always depends on how you look at them.
  • Real friends never leave each other...never part...they just sometimes sit silently, deep within each others HEART, sayin'..."I'M JUST HERE coz I'm your friend!"
  • I'm always thankful for people who stay even if I show them the real me, for I can't be someone others presume or expect me to be..It's nice knowing you remain while I can just be me."

Tuesday, January 24, 2006


On Sunday, I went with Bob to the worship service of this church. It was his second assignment when he was a pastor in Cavite, a province about 3 hours south of Manila. After that, we went to the 12th Anniversary of the first church he was assigned to.

Outside of the second church that Bob was assigned to in Cavite.

Outside of the second church that Bob was assigned to in Cavite.

Outside of the second church that Bob was assigned to in Cavite.

Outside of the second church that Bob was assigned to in Cavite.

12th Anniversary

This is at the 12th Anniversary of the first church in Cavite where Bob used to be the pastor.

This is at the 12th Anniversary of the first church in Cavite where Bob used to be the pastor.
These are some old pictures from Christmas in Laguna. I just got them from Mark.

Thursday, January 12, 2006


This jeepney took us part of the way up the mountain, then we hiked the rest of the way because the road was too muddy.

It took us five hours to hike to Nanciakan. It wasn't as bad as it sounds (maybe cause I'm still young), but it was very hot and I had a cold.

Hiking

The road was very muddy, and, as hard as I tried, I had a hard time keeping my shoes out of the mud. The Kalanguyas that I hiked with, on the other hand, were able to hike the whole way without getting mud on their shoes. Some even wore sandals and still didn't get mud on their feet.

View from the Road to Nanciakan

I was impressed by the people I saw carrying things on their heads.

A Sari-Sari Store Beside the Road

A Papaya

Nanciakan-this is the village that Bob is from. He lived there until sixth grade if I remember correctly.

The Hanging Bridge

Bob with a Cowboy Hat

In Nanciakan

In Nanciakan

Notice the solar panel in this picture.

The Elementary School

Children

More Children

Beans-this was their only source of income until they figured out that they could grow other things.

A "Sari-Sari" Store in Nanciakan

This is in front of the house I stayed in.

I think this is some kind of kitchen.

On New Year's Eve, we visited some families in the village(most of the people in Nanciakan are Bob's relatives). The husband of the woman on the right side of this picture passed away just recently.

We also visited this woman. This isn't a good picture of her, but it shows the way that traditional Kalanguya people don't look at the person they are talking to when they talk. Most Kalanguya now do look people in the eye when they talk.

A Kalanguya Baby

In Another House

When I went to the church in Nanciakan, this couple stood in front for some reason that I never figured out. In this church, the men normally sit on one side, and the women on the other side, though this did not appear to be a strict rule cause not everyone followed it.

I wore the traditional Kalanguya dress to the village church on Sunday. It was nice to go to the church there except that everyone stared at me.

A Guy Cooking

The Village Pathway

In Nanciakan

In Nanciakan

Making Sticky Rice Balls

Leaving Nanciakan

Leaving Nanciakan-this"thank you come again" sign hangs over the path leaving the village.

Leaving Nanciakan

Hiking Down

Hiking Down-I borrowed these long shorts from one of Bob's sisters since we stayed in her house.

Goats

Children In the Road-The woman here is one of Bob's sisters.