Today I went to church in Pakak, the local tribal village we were in last Friday on our outreach. It was such an amazing experience. The people there have such a pure heart and want to please God and love Him whole heartily. The worship was so full, so very sincere. There was a time of singing, a time of sharing (at this point all visitors (me!) are expected to sing a song in front of the entire congregation! I said a few words and then sang "Here I am to Worship"), a time of teaching from the pastor, and another time of sharing and singing. It seemed as though most everyone got up at some point in the service and said or sang something; whatever they felt led to do. Everyone sang what they wanted to, and praised how they wished to, and said what they felt needed said, whatever they needed to do they did wholeheartedly! After the service we ate with the pastor and his family. We were expected to bring food and did so for them to cook with there own. We had a good time of fellowship, in which I learned a lot about there culture and customs before there tribe was Christian and what changed after they became so. The conversation was choppy and took a lot of listening intently to understand for it consisted of English, Butbut there tribal tongue, and Ilanacano; the language of the people in the Kalinga region. There was translating and trying to figure out what words to use that made sense in each language, etc. It was quite a trick!
Once back in town we went to the local market and got some needed supplies and buko. Oh, wonderful buko! We go into the market weaving like a labyrinth to find our hidden prize, and once found they use a machete to brake it, pierce it, and open it up like a chest of gold and then proceeds to pour out the water of nourishment that quenches thirst and keeps you hydrated; fresh young coconut juice! Yum!
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