Beautiful One

We arrived in Cebu less than two weeks ago and already I’m feeling as if I had never left in the first place.

It’s much hotter at this time of year than on my previous visits, in the 30Cs, though a bit cooler at night. April to June is also the summer holidays for the kids. The morning rays beam through the windows at about 6am, so we’re getting used to waking up and going to bed earlier. The roosters in the neighbours’ backyards which used to annoy me are slowly becoming part of the pleasant background noise against which we sleep in the early morning.

These few days feel much more relaxed than the first week we were here – the first three days we were thrown into the middle of the kids’ summer holiday camp where the schedule was jam packed with activities ranging from basketball tournaments to worship sessions to jewellery-making classes. We gave ourselves the excuse of having arrived mid-week, so we didn’t get up at 5am like the rest of the camp. Very often the evening sessions of Bible teaching, worshipping and a time of ministry (where we all prayed and waited on what God might be saying) ended past 11pm, so everyone was exhausted. However, the exhaustion didn’t seem to dampen anyone’s mood or enthusiasm, and in between the sessions several of the kids would follow us around wanting to play Scrabble!

It was amazing to see how these kids, many of who didn’t start proper education at the normal age of 6 (many of them have a late start in life), were creative, knew many excellent words, were patient with each other and overall played very well - though the kids were so enthusiastic that Rob and I were rather “Scrabbled out” by the end of the week!

After the summer camp, we went straight onto a 4-day outreach trip in nearby Astorias in the south of Cebu, where we went round with the kids to different communities to share with them the love of God through music, drama, dancing and sharing of the kids’ own stories of being rescued from the streets and of finding healing from their past hurts. It was hard not to be moved watching many of the acts.

On the second day of the outreach, whilst the older girls (teens) were performing their beautiful dance with tambourines (to the tune of Beautiful One by Tim Hughes) in a dimly lit community hall, it suddenly struck me that these girls would not be where they were now if they had remained on the streets. It’s more likely that at least some of them would have resorted to prostitution or have had several pregnancies by now, and certainly they would not be the happy, talented and radiant girls dancing before our eyes – children with huge potential and dreams that could actually be realised.

Tomorrow we will go on a feeding trip in the slums of Cebu which will be our first together.