“As you leave home, out of love,” Fr Philip Heng preaches at the pulpit, “And you miss your family, what binds you and keeps you going is deeper than your love for your family.”
He pauses, then relates the migrant journey to a Biblical one. “Mary is also in many ways, away from home. In a foreign land, where she, in obedience, and out of love for God, gives birth to a son, whom we call Jesus, the son of God.”
Listening attentively this Wednesday evening at the Cathedral of the Good Shepherd are over a thousand Filipinos, the vast majority of whom are professionals coming straight from work. The church is full to its brim; people stand outside the doors, peeking in.
Held from the 15th to the 23rd of December in various churches around Singapore, it is one of the mainstays of the Filipino Christmas season. Following the last Simbang Gabi mass, people celebrate the coming of Christmas with a midnight feast, known as the Noche Buena. Celebrations then continue into the New Year.
It is the most important holiday for Filipinos, and the longest Christmas season in Asia.
Typically held at 4am in the Philippines, the masses are said to have originated in the 18th century, when Spanish friars conducted them for farmers who had to go into the fields early in the morning. They symbolise the anticipation of the birth of Jesus and honour the Virgin Mary, and there is even a belief that if one attends all nine, God will answer their prayers.
I catch glimpses of this hope, when individuals stay after the services for a few minutes in bowed silence, or when they go up to the statues of the saints, touching them in reverence.
Rizaldy Sapiera is the main co-ordinator of the Simbang Gabi celebrations this year. He has lived in Singapore for 23 years, together with his wife, Marie, and their four children, two of whom were born in Singapore. He says the Simbang Gabi masses started about 12 to 13 years ago. “At first it was a few hundred, in different churches, then each year there’s improvement,” he notes. The Church of the Divine Mercy alone sees 2000 attendees every night of the Simbang Gabi.
It is here that I meet a domestic helper named Cheribel Dela Cruz. While talking about her family in The Philippines, she burst into tears.
“[I want] to kiss them, hug them… you know what my goal is next year?” She says before composing herself.
“My goal is to bring my son here. So next year at Simbang Gabi, we’ll be together. You can come and photograph that.”
One of the Simbang Gabi co-ordinators, Maria Teresa Tolentino, explained that Rev Fr Charlie had recognised this, and issued a letter from the church asking employers to let their helpers have the evening off to attend mass.
“I AM APPEALING TO YOU TO PLEASE ALLOW YOUR DOMESTIC HELPER TO ATTEND,” the letter reads, words bolded and capitalised.
“This will surely reduce their loneliness this Christmas and they will be able to serve you better in the future.”
Cheribel’s employer is also Filipino, as are the employers of a few other domestic helpers I manage to meet. “We are so lucky to have a Filipino employer who is active here [in the church]. We are very lucky that our employer trusts us.”
“If the employer is from another nationality, the chances are slim, unless they are serving in the church,” says Rizaldy. This seems true for the domestic helpers I interviewed, none of whom had local employers who were not part of the church.
“I take care of a kid. Four years old. How to go back?” says Maria Lourdes De Chavez Jordan, who has been in Singapore since 2000.
Once the service is over, it is time to head for fellowship, where volunteers serve dishes such as lugaw, a traditional chicken porridge, chicken adobo, and desserts like sapin sapin. The volunteers often spend the entire day cooking for the community. “This place is community,” says Cheribel.
In the midst of the joyful atmosphere, there are reminders of how the treatment of Filipinos need to improve. Among the attendees are a group of around six former domestic workers who are living in a safehouse while undergoing labour cases with their employers. All of them had left their employers’ homes, citing varying situations of mistreatment.
Accompanied by the Philippine embassy, they have been attending each Simbang Gabi mass. Near the end of each service, they are called to the altar. The father and the attendees then pray for their wellbeing and for them to find strength in God, before presenting them with gifts from the church.
Seeing them made me think about my childhood, during which I was primarily cared for by my Filipino helper, Sofia. I don’t recall ever discussing her Christmas celebrations here, and it was not until I was researching this story that I came across the Simbang Gabi masses. It struck me that I never thought to even think about how she might have felt during this season.
In Rev Fr Charlie’s plea to employers, he asks for empathy. But it is also an invitation to bridge a gap between experiences. Even if we cannot identify with the religion or the culture, surely we know what it is like to be respected, regardless of our jobs.
Domestic helpers spend a vast amount of time adapting themselves to Singapore’s norms, leaving behind their own families to care for ours. It is not much to ask, especially in the spirit of the season, to allow them time to celebrate occasions central to their culture and identity.