A Good Friday: Of Saints and Devotion in Molo
It was past three in the afternoon when Molo Plaza slowly came to life on a hot Friday. People showed up from all directions, but all of them had a singular goal: to silently walk their way towards Santa Ana Parish. A few vendors, almost on cue, lined up along the plaza to sell stuff from rosaries to candles of different kinds. The proceedings inside the church has barely started, yet its entrance is getting crowded already.
It was a Good Friday, and Catholics from all walks of life came here in observance of their faith.
I am not a religious person, and I really don’t care about gods and such. But I guess going to Molo on this particular day also came with the intent of exploring this event that only happens once a year. My fascination in observing people motivates me, it seemed, as well as the notion of wanting to document this as well.
However, just because I don’t subscribe to any religion means I didn’t notice how people behave every Good Friday. My house being just a few blocks away from Molo Plaza, it meant me having been exposed to scenes like the religious parade (some of which I have pictured below) ever since I was young.
Though this has been my first time being involved in a Good Friday procession after five years, it seemed like I’m still quite familiar with the usual “beats” of the parade. Most Ilonggos, either way, should know more about the Holy Week rituals than me. For this purpose, I will just let my camera tell you the story.