Showing posts with label Don Bosco Church. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Don Bosco Church. Show all posts

Visita Iglesia: Don Bosco Church

About two years ago, before I went to Thailand, I posted about my last first Friday in the Philippines. I spent that Friday by going to a Holy Mass with My Beloved Wife. The church in the post is the Don Bosco Church in Makati City.

Don Bosco Church in Makati City

Yesterday, I talked about a parish church dedicated to a student of Saint John Bosco, or more popularly known as Don Bosco. The church for the 6th day of the virtual Visita Iglesia was dedicated to the so called Teacher of the Youth.

Statues of Don Bosco and Dominic Savio at Don Bosco Church
Don Bosco & Dominic Savio, teacher and student.

Don Bosco Church in Makati is one of the few modern-styled churches in the Philippines that is not terrible. Its interior echoed the native Filipino design elements. Its ceiling looks like woven nipa.

Interior of Don Bosco Church

The altar looks like palm leaves radiating from the tabernacle.

Altar of Don Bosco Church

The word inculturation is one of the big words often mouthed by modernists in the Church. They use it to justify every new thing that they want to inject in the Church like new (and often false) teachings and the irreverent ways of celebrating the Holy Mass.

But inculturation is actually not a bad thing. Inculturation can enrich the heritage of the Church and may be a way to bring to Christ people of various cultures. Don Bosco Church’s interior design style is one good fruit of inculturation.

Replica of Don Bosco's House

At the side is the replica of Don Bosco’s house in Italy. The replica shows that Don Bosco lived a simple life. His house only has wooden doors and windows. And I bet that its furnishings are not luxurious. Displayed at the replica is a piece of brick from the original house of Don Bosco.

A piece of brick from the house of Dom Bosco in Italy

Don Bosco’s apostolate focused on caring for the youth, especially those who are poor and rejected by society. I think that this is the reason why Salesians has plenty of schools because they are continuing the works of Don Bosco.

Don Bosco’s work with the youth bore much fruit. That’s why it is not surprising that at least two young persons under his care became saints.

Statues of Don Bosco, Dominic Savio and Laura Vicuña at Don Bosco Church

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Visita Iglesia is a Catholic tradition of visiting seven churches during Maundy Thursday. For each day, this Holy Week, I will feature one church as a sort of virtual Visita Iglesia.
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My Last First Friday in the Philippines

I spent my last first Friday night in the Philippines by attending a Mass at Don Bosco Church in Makati City. Some of you might ask, “last first Friday?” I know it is confusing. First Friday means that it is the first Friday of the month. I consider this a special day because it is offered by the Church to the Sacred Heart of Jesus.
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Don Bosco Church in Makati
Don Bosco Church

I am quite sad during that Friday because of my impending departure to Thailand. I will miss a lot of things, especially my family and of course my Beloved. That's why I was glad that she went out of the office early to be with me during the Mass.
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Altar of Don Bosco Church


We went to the nearby Walter Mart to eat dinner. We chose to eat at Karate Kid, which is a Japanese fast food restaurant.

My Beloved ordered the Chicken Teriyaki.
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Chicken Teriyaki of Karate Kid


I abstain from eating meat during Fridays so I ordered Fish Katsu.
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Fish Katsu of Karate Kid


Our dinner was good. What I cherished the most is our conversation. We talked about our work, thoughts and other things that we encountered during the day. Even mundane things stopped being mundane when we talked about it. Face-to-face conversation can never be replaced by video chatting.

Karate Kid is the last restaurant that I have dined in the Philippines. I haven't visited any fast food restaurant yet here in Thailand. I kind of miss the local Filipino restaurants like Jollibee and Mang Inasal. I also miss going to First Friday Mass and adoring the Eucharistic Lord.

I already miss my country. I feel that I am an exile in a foreign land, which reminded me of this poem:

Thou shalt abandon everything beloved
Most tenderly, and this the arrow is
Which first the bow of banishment shoots forth.

Thou shalt have proof how savoureth of salt
The bread of others, and how hard a road
The going down and up another’s stairs.


Read more about this poem in this blog post of Father Z.

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This would be my last post about the events that occurred in the Philippines. Next posts will be about my adventures here in Thailand.