Holy Week 2015: The Churches, The Brook, and The Milkfish
Hi Everyone,
We were supposed to have a dip at Pakil Lake (or Brook?). My husband Its waters were said to heal the sick. What greeted us scared me. People shouting, jumping, laughing. Is it not Holy Week? There are too many people; the place is filthy, and there's too many shouting and laughing. Sodom and Gomorrah came in to mind. We just had to get away from this place... quickly.
We had fried bangus and daing na bangus for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. It's not that we were abstaining from meat; it's the only thing available in our fridge. :) Fitting for the season, too.
The scorching heat of the sun, and the not-working air-conditioning unit of our Tamaraw FX served as our penance.
We decided to visit churches in Batangas. Some are churches I visit frequently before. There's something about churches that makes me feel like I am an intruder when I enter their huge doors. Like there are angels singing, and I should listen quietly. Like each church is wrapped in a thin holy film, and that by just being there, without even saying a prayer, I feel that all my sins are forgiven.
Basilica of St. Martin of Tours, Taal, Batangas
Parish of Immaculate Concepcion, Bauan, Batangas
Basilica Minor of Immaculate Concepcion, Bauan, Batangas
Redemptorist Church, Lipa City, Batangas
San Sebastian Cathedral, Lipa City, Batangas
The next day, we had an impromptu continuation of our Visita Iglesia. My husband wanted to visit Pakil Lake (or Brook?). He had wonderful memories of this place growing up. So we packed what's left of the milkfish we had the other day, and went our way.
Church of Pagsanjan, Pagsanjan, Laguna
Parish of St. Peter de Alarcantara, Pakil, Laguna
We ate our packed lunch here at the motorists' resting area since we do not have any place to eat.
Going to places which are part of your childhood, and sharing it with your family instills a deeper bond. It was truly a memorable Holy Week.
Live, Love, Laugh with Family!
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