Here's a special number before the Message by the Christians Committed to Christ (C3) Voices....
Pasensya di na namin na-include yung message.....
Here is the Cantata proper.... just have a copy of the songs, partially the narration and monologues....
Sorry but as told by my brother, the Finale or last video is "bitin" or cut-off due to battery low of our cam... so sorry... will try to look for a complete video though.... =) Have a blessed day or night watching it! =)
UHM??? ok here is a video of the last song in a different angle. Video from.... uhmmm? ehehehe! Someone I don't personally know (pasensya na ha.... pero sana ok lang hihihiihi! na i-post ko dito... =)...)
ay.... cannot embed the video.. but here is the link in facebook anyway.... wenks!
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1609232639156&ref=notif¬if_t=video_tag
This is the land of my forefathers... once was a field of rice, where my forefathers till the ground. Now, is the land for planes and of aircrafts... yet I still call it my beloved homeland... Loakan.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
My First Visit to Daclan
December 5, 2010. I went with my father to check the place of Daclan. It was my father’s appointment or schedule to go there every 1st Sunday of the month to preach and teach the Word of God. For months, having heard about the place and knowing that the Loakan Baptist Church adopted the mission point in Daclan, I wanted to visit Daclan myself. And so was done on that Sunday, and probably wouldn’t be the last, as I’ve also committed to be helping my father in His ministry beginning year 2011.
Further than that, my father is also ministering and sharing God’s Word in Apalan, where his previous fruits of his ministry are now gathering, fellow brethren who also needs much encouragement and discipling. They too came along going to Daclan... Manang Bec jokingly says “the traveling church!” Hehe!
(Video shows the number of people coming along with my father to Daclan. Approximately 21 people rode a 13-seater van. )
Having seen the place, and the people, I saw much disappointment at the same time encouragement on the faces of those that were there. Further than that, I saw much struggle amongst themselves, for they were fewer than us who went with my father. Just a few families came, which made me sad. For so long years I have been in an atmosphere of much people, too much to even know them one by one or know their names even, but here I find so few inside a partially built chapel for worship and as a church building. But one of them surely was grateful we came, shaking my hand and saying it was good we came to visit. It’s a heart-breaking and heart-warming feeling and surely I’ve seen so much need. I just hope in time they would also grow spiritually and numerically in God’s own time.
As of now, different workers of the Lord, go there to preach and share the gospel every Sunday. But on weekdays? Nobody comes. Truly the harvest is plenteous but the laborers are few.
My father taught at that day for the Sunday School speaking in the Ibaloi dialect as it is the most common language in that place. It was quite hard for me to cope up with it since I wasn’t trained much on the Ibaloi dialect even though I am an Ibaloi by blood. But still I have learned and reminded much from what my father shared.
One of his topics was about the true and genuine Christian and the Counterfeit Christian. Truly a lot of us these days proclaim that they are Christians, but only in words, never in the real essence of it. They act like a Christian, but they don’t really know the Lord Jesus Christ. Their relationship with the Living God is actually still cut-off and never was re-"bound" (if you know what I mean). My father’s reference about the matter is Matthew chapter 7. It also reminded me of a preaching I viewed from Youtube by Paul Washer talking and questioning “Who are the genuine Christians among those professing Christians of America?” And, truly our nation is not far from it. Many claim they are Christians, but the real truth of it, they are not. Jesus Himself knew this and can be read His words in Matthew chapter 7.
At the time of judgement, many will say to Christ.. “Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works?” but Christ will soon say “I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.” Truly there is a big difference from simply knowing the Lord Jesus Christ from the Lord Jesus Christ knowing us. May this be a reminder of who is our Lord and who is our Savior? Is it our possessions? Is it our positions? Our career? Our money? Even Our family? Nay, but let Christ be our Lord and Master of all! Our Savior and our God!
(video shows a partial view of the place and the building. The church building is built in Kulong Daclan and somewhere school is also nearby.)
(video shows our food to partake.)
(video also shows a house visitation we had in the afternoon. Visiting the sick and as I've heard a previous attendee at Coblan.)
With all these, my hopes are that we Christians be reminded of why we’re still here on earth, that is to live for Him who died for us, Jesus the Christ.
Further than that, my father is also ministering and sharing God’s Word in Apalan, where his previous fruits of his ministry are now gathering, fellow brethren who also needs much encouragement and discipling. They too came along going to Daclan... Manang Bec jokingly says “the traveling church!” Hehe!
(Video shows the number of people coming along with my father to Daclan. Approximately 21 people rode a 13-seater van. )
Having seen the place, and the people, I saw much disappointment at the same time encouragement on the faces of those that were there. Further than that, I saw much struggle amongst themselves, for they were fewer than us who went with my father. Just a few families came, which made me sad. For so long years I have been in an atmosphere of much people, too much to even know them one by one or know their names even, but here I find so few inside a partially built chapel for worship and as a church building. But one of them surely was grateful we came, shaking my hand and saying it was good we came to visit. It’s a heart-breaking and heart-warming feeling and surely I’ve seen so much need. I just hope in time they would also grow spiritually and numerically in God’s own time.
As of now, different workers of the Lord, go there to preach and share the gospel every Sunday. But on weekdays? Nobody comes. Truly the harvest is plenteous but the laborers are few.
My father taught at that day for the Sunday School speaking in the Ibaloi dialect as it is the most common language in that place. It was quite hard for me to cope up with it since I wasn’t trained much on the Ibaloi dialect even though I am an Ibaloi by blood. But still I have learned and reminded much from what my father shared.
One of his topics was about the true and genuine Christian and the Counterfeit Christian. Truly a lot of us these days proclaim that they are Christians, but only in words, never in the real essence of it. They act like a Christian, but they don’t really know the Lord Jesus Christ. Their relationship with the Living God is actually still cut-off and never was re-"bound" (if you know what I mean). My father’s reference about the matter is Matthew chapter 7. It also reminded me of a preaching I viewed from Youtube by Paul Washer talking and questioning “Who are the genuine Christians among those professing Christians of America?” And, truly our nation is not far from it. Many claim they are Christians, but the real truth of it, they are not. Jesus Himself knew this and can be read His words in Matthew chapter 7.
At the time of judgement, many will say to Christ.. “Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works?” but Christ will soon say “I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.” Truly there is a big difference from simply knowing the Lord Jesus Christ from the Lord Jesus Christ knowing us. May this be a reminder of who is our Lord and who is our Savior? Is it our possessions? Is it our positions? Our career? Our money? Even Our family? Nay, but let Christ be our Lord and Master of all! Our Savior and our God!
(video shows a partial view of the place and the building. The church building is built in Kulong Daclan and somewhere school is also nearby.)
(video shows our food to partake.)
(video also shows a house visitation we had in the afternoon. Visiting the sick and as I've heard a previous attendee at Coblan.)
With all these, my hopes are that we Christians be reminded of why we’re still here on earth, that is to live for Him who died for us, Jesus the Christ.
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