... If you’re lucky, as we were on the late morning we visited [Loboc Church], you could hear angelic singing wafting from nearby, and discover the world-famous Loboc Children’s Choir rehearsing at one of the rooms in the nearby elementary school. These kids have won acclaim all over the world, and on Sundays they sing at mass at the Loboc Church. But here they were now, deep into making their heavenly sound in a place of peeling walls and stark ordinariness that anybody could walk into, and the vision is moving—rootedness made sublime.
[Note: Excerpted from the latest issue of Susan Calo-Medina's Travel Time, The Magazine]
... If you’re lucky, as we were on the late morning we visited [Loboc Church], you could hear angelic singing wafting from nearby, and discover the world-famous Loboc Children’s Choir rehearsing at one of the rooms in the nearby elementary school. These kids have won acclaim all over the world, and on Sundays they sing at mass at the Loboc Church. But here they were now, deep into making their heavenly sound in a place of peeling walls and stark ordinariness that anybody could walk into, and the vision is moving—rootedness made sublime.
... If you’re lucky, as we were on the late morning we visited [Loboc Church], you could hear angelic singing wafting from nearby, and discover the world-famous Loboc Children’s Choir rehearsing at one of the rooms in the nearby elementary school. These kids have won acclaim all over the world, and on Sundays they sing at mass at the Loboc Church. But here they were now, deep into making their heavenly sound in a place of peeling walls and stark ordinariness that anybody could walk into, and the vision is moving—rootedness made sublime.