The church is the body of Christ. We are all unified brothers and sisters in Christ, regardless of nationality. Right? !!??
Listening to the worship this morning, I was thinking that it's so easy to love God in Navotas. Almost every possible distraction is stripped away. All that's left are raw hearts and real needs. There is a time in the service where anyone can come to the microphone and share how God has blessed them. People eagerly come forward. The stories were in Tagalog so I don't know what they are but the point is there is no timidity in sharing! Everyone claps at the end of each story. I have a hard time even praying in a group, much less trying to think of how God blessed me that week and then share it.
Actually, there is almost no timidity in the church whatsoever. Joyful singing, loud praying, breastfeeding babies, wild toddlers, the general chatter across the room. They jump at any chance to show and share God's grace to others.
After the service, a group of moms stayed to thank Jake one-by-one in the microphone for the contributions of Rev for thier kids to go to school. Many tears and much thanks, these moms are SO GRATEFUL. (Having a child in school means hope for future money for the whole family) I myself received so much thanks for medical care, scholarships, just for COMING at all. It's so humbling to be on the receiving end of so much gratitude. It's not really me!
I LOVE this body of Christ fiercely. How I wish I could transport this simplistic faith to my home. I feel like there is so much to say about hear people but I'm so tired. More to come.