When I was a child, I learn to appreciate how Catholics prayed and gave importance to their religion. The story of my homeland is no exemption. I hear many stories on how and where the name place, Oslob came from. But one story, I could remember was from my favorite storyteller, my grandma that the Oslob was given by a half-Tagalog and half-Spanish priest.
That time, people were not yet engaged in what we call a “church”. Though, that time they already knew saints and patrons, and patronizing them through statue figures and images brought by Spaniards.
People of the place easily appreciate saints and was mesmerized by miraculous happenings. Later on, their lives change into meaningful perspectives and attach every miraculous event to patrons and saints. As the individuals’ faith turns to have a bigger population of believers, the assigned priest decide to have a bigger place and now we call it the “Church”, that could occupy a hundreds of its believers.
The church was build through the efforts and full support of the whole community in free labor.
From the tagalog word “lubos” meaning too much, the term Oslob was coined. In that way, the priest thanked all the community, for being a “lubos” believer to its religion. People always bear in their hearts and minds how the church was built.
Keep it up Oslobanon’s….
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