Staff Blog

There is a great variety of  trees here in the tropics. Some provide shade, some give us fruit and others have beautiful flowers.

The Kalachuchi trees not only provide fragrant flowers that are used for decorative leis.........

they are among the best climbing trees in the Philippines and CSC kids are the best and most adorable climbers.

Isn't there a saying...siblings who play together...

No, there probably isn't, but there should be.  I love watching how our sibling groups interact with each other, love on each other and even keep after each other!  :)

I happened to catch some beautiful sibling footage earlier this week.  Check out the video below!

This older sister is letting her youngest brother push her on the swing.  I love that she is letting him feel "big" and she is caring for him at the same time.  You will hear her laughter throughout the video, but you will also hear her kind of shout every time she thinks she is about to run into him!  She keeps a watchful eye and you can see her trying to slow herself down often!  I love that this little boy wants to play with his sister---I'm sure he would have kept pushing her except he was called to take a bath.  Duty calls, you know! 

No surprise that I would get a kick out of such family dynamics, being a marriage and family therapist after all; however, who wouldn't consider that moment in time precious?! 

Plastic basins are used for all kinds of things in Cebu City. They are used for flowers, food, fish and bread, or for washing. They are everywhere in the city.

Of course, we have some pretty cool uses for basins at CSC, too. Basins make great bath tubs and swimming pools for our precious children!

Old Blue was sold today. Jerry Salgo, our Transportation Director, showed it to a guy this morning and he agreed to buy it, with all its flaws and limitations. It is the end of an era. Amy Luck, who has driven Old Blue a lot in the past several years, called me up this afternoon, delighted that the guy bought it primarily to bring his dad to kidney dialysis. It seemed fitting that this old clunker still had some good work to do in its final days.

The guy's going to pay for it on Monday morning. So right now Old Blue is in our car park at the Teen Home, waiting for its new home. Considering all the repairs she has needed in recent years and the times that she failed us along the way, I was expecting to be happy to see her go. But when I pulled into the Teen Home today and saw her there, I reacted in a different way. I won't say I got weepy, or even misty-eyed, but I did reflect on the many kilometers that Old Blue gave us over the years, since we purchased it from missionary friends Howard and Marilynn Plucar. I thought about the number of staff members, kids, short termers, visitors and friends who have piled into that car over the past years. The car failed us many times, but it came through more times than that. It gave all it had for CSC, and we need to remember her for that, not for her failings in old age.

Maybe one of the reasons that I got a little bit melancholy is that one of our child care workers is planning to retire. She has worked for us for something like 27 years and she is tired out. She has held, fed, bathed and cuddled hundreds of our kids. She provided one on one care to Luke for years in his upstairs room. Now she's ready to move on, kind of like Old Blue.

Old blue has dents, engine flaws and makes some very strange noises. The turns and hill climbs that used to be simple now require a strain. I guess the truth of the matter is that I feel like Old Blue sometimes these days. Old, faded, cranky. I don't want to be that way, but after 34 years on the job I sometimes feel like I need an overhaul. I'm a lot more tired at the end of the day. Sometimes I forget things that people tell me. Running after kids is something that the old joints just don't allow. The day will come when it will be time to retire. I am a grandparental figure for the kids now instead of a parental figure. One of kids, known for her rather brutal honesty said to me the other day, "Uncle Paul, your hair is white and your teeth are yellow." Yikes. I'm Old Blue.

I hope that, like Old Blue, when my days of service to CSC are done, I can know that, in spite of some failings along the way and limitations of age at the end, I gave all I had for the ministry. That's all any of us can aspire to. It was great that, in the last month of Old Blue's service, she was used a lot, to bring kids and staff to and from summer activities. She performed well. She finished strong. Hope I can do the same!

Farewell, Old Blue. Bring that old man to his dialysis safely, like you've done for our kids and staff over the years!

Yesterday was a glorious day!  It was overcast, breezy and there were intermittent bursts of rain.  It was welcome relief from the unrelenting heat of this summer, but also, I just love a good storm!  Because of the rain though, outside activities were at a minimum.  Normally at 3:35pm, any available space in the yard, on the driveway or on the playground equipment is being utilized.  I decided to document this rather rare occurrence...

It was definitely a riding kind of day...

Even for our Aunties!  :)

And a coloring kind of day....

And a looking at books kind of day...

And a taking silly pictures kind of day...

Pretty much my favorite part of ANY day!  :)