An old Chapel lost its Owner

Old Private Chapel

A long time ago, a man had a vision. He wanted for him, his wife, and his children a beautiful house with a magnificent view over the city of Cagayan de Oro, the Macajalar Bay and the island of Camiguin. He let his dream come true.

He was a very religious man. He not only built a house for his family no other has build before here, but also his own chapel.

Every sunday a priest came to hold a mass for the familie, friends and neighbors.

The man died. The wife lived still for many years but not anymore in the house. The life of the house and the chapel ended. The wife still came many years to put flowers on the altar and to pray in the chapel, till she grew to old for this, too.

The house has died long time ago, the chapel died when the old woman couldn’t manage anymore to come to visit.

Old Private Chapel

Old Private Chapel

Old Private Chapel

Old Private Chapel

Nature is taking its toll on the old chapel. Rain and wind is chipping away on it. The Balete tree is growing bigger with the years. The gate is rosty, but still welcoming rare visitor with its open wings.

 

Old Private Chapel

From here the view is guided to the old large gate, now locked, just across. The gate opend to a large place, and in the middle stood the small castle, like high at the famous Rhine river in Germany. The portal was made of massive wood and opend to a large hall with a fountain. Big windows, protected by forged window screens, let the sunshine into the hall. To the left was a curved flight of stairs, made of the finest Narra wood. Upstairs were bedrooms with small in-built balconies. In a tower sleeping a dozend bats or so.

Why I know this all? We had the privilege to live in this house for one year from 1981 to 1982.

When we lived there. I could feel his presence everywhere in the house. The new owner of the land bulldozed it. Now it’s gone. The dream, the vision of the man, gone, but not my memories.

Old Private Chapel

Old Private Chapel

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Station of the Cross in Malasag – Same Procedure as every Year

It is Maudy Thursday afternoon in 2014. I went down the road from my place to the crossing of the National Highway to Malasag.

As usual the road is closed for traffic, even if I recognize still some habal-habal going up and down. The organisations is the same as every year for the Station of the Cross in Malasag. Police, ambulances, firetrucks, rescue teams are in place for anything.

Many military and police trainees having duty along the kilometer long way and all are greeting friendly and look that the flow of people stay on the right sides for going up and comming down.

Good Friday in Malasag

Good Friday in Malasag

The same beggars are positioned at the same places as every year. Actually it is like every year. That’s why I took only a few shots today. My older photoreport from the year 2011 is still up to date more or less.

Good Friday in Malasag

Good Friday in Malasag

A couple of month ago, when on this side the landslide happend with the tropical storm Agaton, I mentioned the garbage scattered at the place and not reported by GMA who took footage of the accident.

I guess the people who prepared the road for this years Station of the Cross to Malasag didn’t see or more didn’t mind the garbage. The garbabe starts to be over grown with vegetation. Maybe that’s what they want from the barangay. Ok, this eyesore is now there for many month by tourists who go to Mapawa Park to see. I myself had foreighn guests and brought them to Mapawa Park and Malasag Gardens and Eco-Village. They recognised the garbabe heap right away and mentioned it to me. I have to say, with the words, that they said, Cagayan de Oro and the Province of Misamis Oriental is generally clean compared to other parts of the country they have been, too.

Good Friday in Malasag

The priest and the people of the church have a least reacted since 2011, when a stall with donuts and other foodstalls were right beside the church in Malasag. This time, no stalls around the church but still a little bit further away.

Seems nobody takes the meaning of Maudy Thursday, Good Friday, the message of Easter and the whole Lenten Season really seriously when one can see the foodstalls stacked with pork and chicken bbq.

Maybe some, the old lady is not disturbed by her prayers while the youth take the day as an outing opportunity and an event to stay away from home over the night.

Good Friday in Malasag

Good Friday in Malasag

This group of believers I remember from the years before. I missed the little Mother Superior who was leading the prayer group in 2011. I asked one of the nuns. In July that year, Mother Superior passed away.

My last pictures of her and her nuns are from 2011 but the report is in German language and I don’t want to translate it in a hurry now.

For the one interested in just more pictures, here is the link:

http://www.philippinen-reisen.com/amain/index.php/reiseberichte/mindanao-cdo-karfreitag-in-malasag/

The whole photo report has 4 pages.

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