We were so lazy getting out of the house yesterday because it was humid, glary and hot. Marvin was also complaining of tummy ache all day so Edmund and I were agitated because we didn’t know whether we should bring him to the hospital or not. I asked my son what the level of pain was, 10 being very painful that he couldn’t bear it, he said it’s a five. All day, he said it’s a five. So I concluded it could be indigestion because he’s been eating out and the night before he finished 1/4 mango sansrival cake.
Every year before we hit the road, I usually give Edmund a list of suggested churches that we would visit. What he does is to scrap the ones that are out of the way and sometimes replace them with those that are closer. Yesterday I gave him a a list of eight churches, he scrapped the two — Guadalupe Church and St. John inside Brookside Hills in Cainta.
We finally left the house at 7 pm and headed first to Cainta Church. We took Greenmeadows Avenue but had to turn around because traffic approaching Christ the King was so bad. We took Ortigas Avenue but traffic was slow because of the multitude of young people trekking to Antipolo.
Our Lady of Light, Cainta Rizal
When I was little, when it’s Holy Week and my mom would attend the church’s vigil, my father would always tell her
“Walang simba ngayon, sarado ang simbahan, nagpapa hinga ang mga santo, aabalahin pa natin”.
My daughter and son — taimtim na nananalangin.
I am not sure if this is a cathedral. Our Lady of Light Church is huge.
I saw a woman hang a sampaguita strand at the base and placed this prayer request . I was tempted to read it and find out what she was praying for. But I was afraid God would get mad at me.
Second stop is the St. John The Baptist Church in Taytay Rizal.
Third destination is the Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage in Antipolo. Reaching the church from Taytay was a challenge because by this time the number of devotees walking up the hills of Antipolo has grown and are occupying half of the narrow roads.
Baranggay Tanods diverted the traffic to the hilly sides of Antipolo so it took us quite sometime to reach this historic palce. First stop? the kasuy tindera. Miss ” magakano ang kasuy?” P150 isang baso.
As we entered the church’s wide open door, the smell of pawis welcomed us. It was so humid and air was stale.
Tired devotees.
Kids sell old newspapers for P10, higaan daw.
Kami naman ay hungry devotees. Part of our informal family tradition is to eat at the church grounds. You could only enjoy this type of thing if you are down to earth. Dehins pwede ma arte dito. My children have been trained to enjoy simple folks’ fares.
The best is the steaming hot chicken sotanghon soup with itlog P35 for a small bowl.
(to be continued…)