While the older kids and I were in Thailand (see post below), Ben stayed with friends in Manila, and Steve traveled about 20 hours north to the village where I (Jen) grew up. 7 of the Agta tribal guys went up there with him (all crammed in our little vehicle!) to help him with a training he did up there and to see a thriving tribal church in action. It was a GREAT experience for all our guys that went, and they grew leaps and bounds in their faith as a result. THANKS FOR PRAYING!!! Unfortunately, I accidentally brought the travel camera with me to Thailand so Steve didn't get any pics of his trip up north. Sorry! :( However, 3 of the Ilongot tribal guys from up north returned to Bicol with Steve and the Agta guys to spend some time encouraging the baby churches in the Agta villages. Seklab, Danny and Mr. "T" (no idea how to spell his name - any help, Dad?) had a great time down here and were a huge blessing to the Agta people they ministered to while they were here.
THANKS FOR PRAYING FOR THIS PARTNERSHIP!!!

Another cool thing they got to do on that last day is talk via Skype to my parents - their mentors for many years. They talked with them for almost an hour, and they were able to ask my dad many questions they have had on their hearts. They were so blessed by this opportunity to talk to my parents, and it blessed our hearts to see them connect over the miles by way of the computer.

We praise God for all that He is doing amongst the Agta people and now how He is using the Ilongot tribal people to build His church down here.
Oh - one funny story before I sign off on this post - just as Steve and the guys were getting ready to leave the village 20 hours north to drive ALL THE WAY home, my best friend's husband came to give Steve a cherished gift. Aglen had killed a deer just before Steve arrived up there, and it had a nice rack of antlers. Aglen decided that he wanted to honor Steve by giving the antlers to him. Well, when they cut the antlers off, they also keep most of the skin attached to it, and it had only been about 10 days (in the tropical heat) since it had been skinned. So not long enough to completely dry up, but PLENTY long enough to WREAK. Steve graciously accepted the gift (no way to turn it down and maintain relationships up there!) and headed back to the car for the trip, wondering what ON EARTH he was going to do with this rack since he was nearly retching just carrying it, not to mention riding 20 hours next to it in a cramped car over winding roads! As he arrived at the car, all the tribal guys started exclaiming over the stench and saying there is no way that thing can be in the car with them- which Steve was glad that he was not the only one that felt that way. Still, there was no way to return the gift either... Couldn't attach it to the top of the vehicle because it is probably illegal for him to even HAVE this rack since those animals are probably protected... His solution? He wrapped it in plastic and attached it to the undercarriage of the car! Then drove all the way to Bicol with it riding under the car. While we were in Manila, we were stopped before going into a mall parking lot (routinely done) to check our car for bombs. The guard used his mirror to check under the car for any bombs - I was wondering what on earth was going to happen when he saw the antlers wrapped in plastic attached to the underside of the car. Thankfully, the guard was just as thorough as they always are with these checks and never saw the large set of antlers wrapped in plastic under the car. O - Steve has been home 1 week now. On the way home from Mikayla's bday party yesterday he said, "You know, I really need to get those antlers out from under the car at some point." My response, "THEN what will we do with them?"