A GREAT weekend in spite of many troubles!
About 4 am Saturday morning, two SEAMIST trainees, one SEAMIST staffer, and I all left for Negros Island to deliver about half a ton of rice to the Aeta Negritos in the churches we started there three years ago. The annual drought this year has been unusually long, and there simply is not enough food or money there for everyone to eat!
Several SEAMIST supporters responded with funds to buy rice, and we were all pretty excited to be going and to be delivering such a big blessing. In fact, we were only going to deliver about 40% of the blessing this trip, praise God!
The first hour and a half of the trip was smooth going and we dropped off a young woman at her parents place about one fourth of the way to Negros. However, just a few more miles down the road, the fuel pump gave out. I had asked our "mechanic" three to change the pump in fact, each time he said the pump was ok. It was my first test of patience for the day.
Over the next six hours we would be tried with several mechanical and fuel problems due to clogged filters and dirt in the fuel tank as well as overheating when one of the plugs in the engine started leaking water. Even the brakes (serviced three days ago by our faithful "mechanic" gave out 90%! But, by God's grace, we finally were buying sacks of rice by 4 PM in Mabinay, near to the Aeta churches.
It was fun to watch the trainees as we crawled up the mountain on a pretty bad road. It is one of those roads where you pass a section and say, "Well, at least it can't get any worse than that!" and then it DOES! The four miles up the mountain on the sugar cane truck roads is quite a challenge for most.
However, when you there and these wonderful loving people come out to hug you and cry on you and thank you for coming, it is sure worth the ride. Pastor Rostom, the first of the Aeta leaders, was so happy I thought he was going to cry, and best of all, he was not happy to see the rice, but he was genuinely happy to see us. Now, THAT is blessing!
After a short while of unloading we settled down to an evening of peaceful eating simple noodles and rice, and fellowship so sweet we do not need a common language. My Cebuano is so little that you could put it all on one small page, and their English is only equal to that. But you can say a lot with a smile, a nod, a hug, and a few words. The night was very dark and so quiet you could hear bugs crawling around! And cool! The altitude is about 4000 feet I think.
In the morning, we had church and the rice was bagged up and passed out to those nearby. The smiles and tears here and there said thank you in a way I rarely see. We took a little video to say thank you to the givers, but there was one bigger blessing to come. (The video is here: rice.wmv)
We asked the Aeta if they wanted to send a message to Sister Edah Cordova, the wife of Pastor Rodel Cordova who was the one who really brought Jesus to the Aeta. Pastor Rodel, aged 31, died in July, 2008 of liver cancer and his wife Edah and their two sons have gone on to become missionaries to the Shan in Thailand. What I saw in those minutes when the Aeta sent their love to Edah for the sacrifice she and Rodel made to bring them Jesus made me cry.
In fact, there were tears everywhere. They miss her, they love her, they wish she could see them and they could see her. However they understand that God called her to go on to another tribe like theirs and the other tribes need Jesus too. The Aeta themselves hear God calling them to preach the gospel to other tribes, so they just sent their love and prayers and promises not to forget her and the boys and assuring Edah that they pray for her all the time.
Now that is what missions is all about. It made my day and it made all that car trouble we had and all that we would have over the next 8 hours worth it. To see Jesus manifest in a tribe many people thought was useless and "just a bunch of nasty violent people" is amazing. Love never fails, and Jesus never fails. Pray for a hundred more tribes to accept Christ and enjoy the transformation that the Aeta have experienced! To God be the glory!
