We are not simply preserving a sound. We are helping a people remember who they are. And as they rediscover their identity, our prayer is that they will discover the One who gave it to them.

For me, it was more than a cultural visit. It felt like an encounter with something that needed to be remembered. Something that needed to be redeemed. Something that needed to be passed on. Because traditional music is more than sound. It carries identity.

Before there were missional communities hidden among the mountains of Mindanao, there were prayers. Before there were worship gatherings echoing through the hills of Third Gate, Purok Lahak, Datal Salvan, and Purok Nanon, there were two missionaries carrying a burden from the Lord. Years ago, I remember listening to Ptr. Jeffrey Dapanas and his wife, Malen, shared what God had been stirring in their hearts. Heart Message from an Immersion Trip to the Missional Communities