After the much anticipated two hour ferry ride we docked ship on the shores of Cebu!
Cebu is at the heart of the Visayas, the ninth largest island on these shores, and the second largest city to the Republic of the Philippines. The Visayas is a region of islands in the southern part of the Republic. Shortly after our arrival, we grabbed a hearty lunch along the shore and made our way to the heart of faith. Right across from city hall, stood the cross of the Spaniard Ferdinand Magellan.
While that was an impressive monument to behold, the most deeply profound moment was walking onto the grounds of the Basilica to behold the image that brought the faith to the Filipino people.
God comes to us as a child. A child remains innocent, peaceful, approachable, and irresistibly loveable. We took our place in line to touch and stand before this sacred image of the Filipino Catholic Faith. To state it simply, I was at a lost for words to stand at that very place, so close to the very roots, the very DNA that makes up my heritage and I am grateful.
Tradition says that as we pass the image, we send a hand wave to the child Jesus … A farewell if you will, to the prince. As I ended my short time in that sacred space, I turned around to gaze at the statue from the entrance of the church … To wave.. To say thank you for this grace filled moment!