Mission, Philippines

Little Angel

She’s our  little angel.

She’s cute.

She smiles often.

She laugh when I tickle her.

She plays with everyone (while lying).

She folds her hands when we pray together.

She’s baby Mizrhain Corbito, born with hydrocephalus.

The doctors said that it too was hard for her to have an operation because the head was too big already. According to tita Eva (the mother), she was too scared then when the doctor said that the baby needs a surgery. When she decided to pursue the operation, the doctors declined because of the size of the head. The doctors also said that she won’t live long. She might not reach 1 year old.

The Corbito family was not Adventists before. The constant visitation and prayer of the first missionaries (Gladies and Amy from the 31st batch) in Agoncillio, Batangas touched their hearts and decided to know God more by studying the Bible. The mother, father, brother and her 2 sisters were baptized.

Soon, we  took care of the baby by cleaning the wounds (she has 3 wounds, both sides and at the back of her head), bringing her to the hospital and bringing her some stuffs. We are not nurses but God used our hands. Some of us, while we’re cleaning the wounds (we’re 6 missionaries then) encouraged the family to continue serving God because sometimes they feel like God forgot them and that God is not helping them. We made them realized that it was because of the baby that they became closer to God, that they knew God more.

While crying on my shoulder, Tita Eva said “Pagod na pagod na ako…Buong magdamag akong walang tulog…Alam ko pagod na pagod na rin si baby…” I can feel the pain in her heart and how tired she was.

Baby with Joy (missionary) and other church members

Baby Mizrhain died last Saturday (September 3, 2010). I felt so sad for the family because they lost their little angel but I know they will see their little angel in heaven. The baby who made then cry, smile, laugh, and made them closer to God.

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Mission, Philippines

My First Mission Field

It was March, 2009 after the missionary training when God assigned me together with my partner, Bella Marie Pesanos, in our mission field in Ilocos Sur. It took us more than a day to reach there. First, we went to the Mountain Province Mission in Baguio and met the Mission Youth Director, then we traveled going to the small city named Candon.

My partner and I in our mission field.

Let me tell the about G. del Ilocos Sur. It was named after the Filipino hero Gregorio del Pilar who died in the battle in Tirad Pass. The place is surrounded by mountain. Anywhere you’ll see mountains, rice fields and tobacco (in the flats areas) and green trees. Water is not a problem, there’s big river called Quinibor that supplies all the water needs in that place. I’ve witnessed the abundance of fresh nature that God created. Woaahhh! It was so wonderful!

Amphibian jeepney. We just crossed the river.

We stayed together with the family of Auntie Mary in a certain village (I forgot the name of the village. There are only about 20 houses). They have no TV, no refrigerator, no washing machine, electric fan or any appliances except for the old radio. Auntie Mary is the only Seventh-day Adventist in her family. Soon, after our crusade, her daughter and the husband of her daughter got baptized. We’re so happy then because every Sabbath, we’re not only 3 who will walk 30 minutes going to the church.

This is our way to the church. I helped the lady.
My partner and I with the kids of Alfonso. This was during the Vacation Bible School graduation.

Our work in G, del Pilar is not really soul-winning but mostly reviving. There are lots of Seventh-day Adventists there who are getting weaker in thier faith. The Vice Mayor, high school principal and many municipal workers are Adventists but they sometimes go to church and they are also wearing accessories in their bodies.

We transferred from one place to another, visiting churches and house churches. Walking hours just to get there (My big legs are the evidence. hehehe). There are no tricycles, taxis or buses to ride. We need to walk when we visit our brethren.

Serving God is a blessing although sometimes I feel like giving up. It seems like I also needed to be revived. But when God called us, He will make us strong and find ways for us not to faint or to be a failure in doing His Ministry. My partner decided to do another ministry and then I found myself serving the people of Agoncillio, Batangas.