This summer has been a whirlwind of travel for our family. Since we moved to Manila in May, we have only been at home for a few days at a stretch, just long enough to do laundry and re-pack. While it has been an absolutely crazy couple of months, we are so thankful for all the things that God has done this summer.
Our most recent trip was to the northern area of the Bugkalot tribal churches, about 12 hours north of Manila. Once you get up into the mountains, the roads get more and more exciting, but the views get more and more spectacular.
We were sure thankful for our 4-wheel drive vehicle on this trip!
We traveled to 8 different villages, and not all of them were accessible by road so we did quite a bit of mountain trekking.
The kids did great, and we were so proud of them! Zach even gave his dad a break from time to time with the big bag.
Some of the trails were pretty muddy so we were thankful that we brought our rubber boots!
Some places were so incredibly slippery that you just kind of "surfed"/slid down the steep incline. The kids all agreed that their wakeboarding skills were helpful on these parts. :)
In addition to 4-wheeling and hiking, we also traveled by boat a couple times.
I only pulled the camera out on the peaceful parts of the river because I didn't want it to be ruined if the boat flipped. And there were several times that seemed like a distinct possibility as we shot down rapids in this itty-bitty boat.
Ben enjoyed a turn at the helm during one of the calm stretches.
On this one, we hiked to the river and needed to cross it, but there wasn't a boatman around. The boat was on the opposite side of the river, but that's not a problem for Steve, who grew up on a lake. He just swam across and brought the boat back for us. It's funny because I think the tribal people are more used to foreigners from the city because they are always so shocked when Steve can do something like that.
We stayed in a different village every night. We slept wherever they had room for us (usually on a bed like this with just a woven mat or blanket for padding).
We used whatever facilities were available - this one at least had walls around it!
And we ate whatever they had to share with us (which meant rice 3 meals a day). The Bugkalot are incredibly hospitable, and we so appreciated how they took such great care of us. And while stewed fish with rice is a little different than our normal bowl-of-cereal breakfast, how could we be anything but thankful when these dear people have sacrificed so much to provide for us?
The purpose of this trip was to meet with 8 different tribal churches who have partnered with us to send out some of their very own to reach the Agta tribe in Bicol. This partnership has been going on for more than 2 years, and we wanted to hear from them what they think has gone well and what needs to be changed. We want to make sure that we are doing all we can to empower these tribal churches to effectively send workers out to reach other tribal groups, and we believe that listening to them and hearing their hearts is a big part of that process. So often, people from the "outside" come in with all the know-how and all of the answers, when often they don't even really understand the questions/problems. It is important to us to take the time to hear from them in order to see how we can partner with them most effectively.
While they did have some questions for us that we were able to answer, we spent a lot of time sitting around just listening.
And the kids did what they do best - showing Christ's love to the tribal kids. Ie: playing. :)
I love this pic of Ben with these little old ladies. He is the same size that they are! It meant so much to the people that our whole family came on this trip and took the time to visit with them.
The trip was very productive. We were able to clear up some misunderstandings and get a better feel for the challenges the churches up there are facing. We are so thankful for the things that GOD did!
On that note, I will leave you with a few of the spectacular views that we enjoyed as we trekked from village to village...