August 15, Friday
After
attending the installation of Bishop Glenn Corsiga as Bishop of the Diocese of
Ipil, Zamboanga Sibugay, we made our way to Zamboanga City, taking the
opportunity—while already in the area—to visit the island of Basilan. I had
heard that there is now a cemented circumferential road around the island,
making it easier and safer to travel to its different towns and parishes.
We booked
our online tickets for the 6:45 a.m. Weesam fast craft from Zamboanga to Isabela
de Basilan. The trip took only an hour. Upon arrival, we were warmly met at the
port by Fr. Ronel Antonio, the Vice Chancellor, and Bro. Joan, who immediately
brought us to the Bishop’s Residence. There, we were welcomed by Bishop Leo,
with whom we shared a hearty breakfast.
We had a
long and meaningful conversation, especially about Bishop Leo’s health. He had
undergone a delicate heart operation with a dissection last December—more
serious than a bypass procedure, he said. Thankfully, he has since recovered
well, although he is still easing into full activity while continuing his exercises to achieve a complete recovery.
Our
original plan was to go to the beach that morning, but the resort we had
intended to visit was fully booked. Instead, our hosts decided to take us on a tour
around the island after breakfast.
Our first stop was St. Teresa of Avila Parish in Cabunbata, Isabela—the parish of Fr. Roel Casas, who served as the Administrator of Isabela de Basilan before Bishop Leo’s appointment. We arrived just as Fr. Roel was finishing Mass.
From
Cabunbata, we made a brief stop at a place once known as a kidnapping site
during the time when the island was terrorized by Abu Sayyaf rebels. Now stands a grotto of the Immaculate Heart of Mary, a quiet reminder of the island’s complex past and the people’s enduring faith.
Next, we
traveled to St. Vincent Ferrer Parish in Matarling, a barangay of Lantawan, located approximately 14 kilometers from the main road leading to the sea. Interestingly, Lantawan
has two parishes—both located in the barangays rather than the town proper.
Matarling is the parish of the Chancellor, Fr. Floyd Costan, who was then in
the U.S. doing mission appeals for the prelature. In his absence, our guide,
Fr. Ronel, was overseeing the parish.
We then
visited the parish in the town of Maluso, followed by a stop in Sumisip, a
predominantly Muslim town with no parish church. Heavy rain prevented us from
getting out of the van to take photos of the municipal hall, which stood
prominently on a hill with a steep approach.
Our next
stop was Claret School of Tumahubong, also in Sumisip—a place marked by a
tragic chapter in Basilan’s history. It was here that Fr. Rhoel Gallardo, CMF,
along with some teachers and students, was abducted in March 2000. After weeks
in captivity, he was martyred on May 3, 2000, during a clash between the rebels
and civilian paramilitary forces.
We met Ms.
Angie Grado, one of the teachers abducted with Fr. Rhoel, who shared a quiet
moment of remembrance with us. Her husband now serves as a CAFGU guard for the
school. The school director, Fr. Derek, together with two Claretian brothers,
welcomed us warmly.
We also
visited San Vicente Ferrer Parish in Tumahubong, administered by Fr. Derek.
Since it was already around 11:30 a.m., we decided to have lunch there. Fr.
Ronel had brought food, which we combined with the parish’s simple meal—a
pleasant and spontaneous lunch shared in fraternity.
After
lunch, we proceeded inland to Mahatallang, a barangay in Sumisip, to see the Mahatallang
Peace Monument (also called the Kasanyangan Monument), located at the rotunda. This
area had been the site of fierce encounters between the military and rebels
from 1972 to 2017. The monument now stands as a symbol of peace and resilience
for the people of Basilan.
From Mahatallang, we headed to Sagrado
Corazón de Jesús Parish in Lo-ok, Lamitan, where we saw a miraculous image of
the Santo Niño, surrounded by small garments with amor seco seeds still embedded in
them, which signified that the child had really gone out on a journey.
Our next
visit was to the main parish church of Lamitan, the site of the Lamitan siege
of May 27 to June 3, 2001. The main incident occurred at the prelature-owned infirmary adjacent to the church. The parish priest, Fr. Yoy, welcomed us and shared
local delicacies, including panyalam—a sweet, fried treat made of sticky
rice and flour.
We passed
by the provincial hall before heading to St. Anthony of Padua Parish in Sta.
Clara, still within Lamitan. Our final stop for the day was Begang Parish in
Isabela, where we met the Vicar General.
Sta. Teresa de Avila Parish (F-2008)
Cabunbata, Isabela City
Angie Grado, one of the teachers who was with Fr. Rhoel when he was abducted pointing to the place where they hid when the Abu Sayyaf came.
Picture with Angie and the Claret priest and brothers assigned to the school and parish.
St. Vincent Ferrer Parish (F-1969)
Tumahubong, Sumisip, Basilan
Sagrado Corazon de Jesus Parish (F-1995)
Look, Lamitan City, Basilan
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At the right side of the church facing the altar is the image of the Sto. Niño which is much revered. Amor seco seeds are seen attached to his clothes and stories abound about the sighting of a boy wandering around.
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Just above the doorways, below the roof are painted Stations of the Cross
St. Peter the Apostle Parish (1886)
Lamitan City, Basilan
At the Provincial Capitol in Sta. Clara, Lamitan City. Since 2017, Lamitan became the capital of the province of Basilan.
St. Anthony of Padua Parish (F-1956)
Sta. Clara, Lamitan City, Basilan
Our Lady of the Holy Rosary Parish (F-1984)
Begang, Isabela City, Basilan
With the Vicar General, Msgr. Rodel Angeles (3rd from left)
August 16, Saturday
We began
the day with Mass at 7:00 a.m. in the Bishop’s Chapel, followed by breakfast.
Bishop Leo had eaten earlier as he was scheduled to celebrate a fiesta Mass in
Tairan, but he came down to greet us before leaving.
At 8:30
a.m., we left for our much-anticipated beach outing. From the pier, a boat
brought us first to the Marang-Marang Floating Cottage, where local women
welcomed us with floral leis and generous servings of native snacks. We took
time to snorkel around the cottage—though the side facing the mangroves was
shallow and grassy, the opposite side dropped steeply into deeper waters.
There was
a moment of panic when Fr. Vlad’s sunglasses slipped through the bamboo floor
into the sea below, but Brother Nguyen, our Vietnamese companion and skilled
swimmer, dove under the cottage and impressively retrieved them on his second
attempt.
From
Marang-Marang, we crossed to Malamawi Port, just opposite the Basilan mainland,
and took a van to Pahali Beach Resort—better known as Malamawi White Beach.
Visitors are no longer allowed to bring outside food, so we ordered our lunch
there. Despite some coral stones along the shore, the beach had fine white sand
and turquoise waters, perfect for another round of snorkeling.
We
enjoyed barbecued and fried chicken with liboo soup for lunch before leaving
around 1:30 p.m. Heavy rain met us at the port, but it stopped just as we
reached the mainland of Isabela. We returned to the Formation House for a short
rest.
By late
afternoon, we headed to Fuego-Fuego Park, about eight
kilometers from the city by car (or roughly two kilometers by boat, since it
lies by the sea). On the way, we stopped by Vianda na Kanya Resto to order
supper. At the park, I noticed another Circumnavigation Marker, similar to
those I had seen in Canigao and Maribojoc.
Since it
was still early for our 6:30 p.m. dinner, we took a short drive to the nearby Christian
village of Baluno, a thriving community of nearly 3,546 residents—almost all Catholics.
The neighboring Barangay Tabiawan, where the Vianda restaurant is located, is
also largely Catholic.
Fuego-Fuego Park
Isabela City, Basilan
August 17, Sunday
Our final
activity in Basilan was the Sunday concelebrated Mass with Bishop Leo at the Basilan
Cathedral. The four of us priests joined him at the altar, together with two
deacons, in a solemn and heartfelt celebration of the Eucharist. After Mass, we
took a quick breakfast at the Cathedral before hurrying to catch the fast craft
back to Zamboanga.
Thus
ended our journey to Basilan — with grateful hearts, richer memories, and a deepened
admiration for the people’s unwavering faith amid the island’s complex and
storied history.
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